0100 hours.
There's a rustling in the sheets as one stirs awake. Eyelids fluttering, sleep clouding his dilated pupils. He moves sluggishly, turning in the arms of his one and only, careful to not wake him up. He allows himself a moment to think as he lays next to the lanky form of his best friend. Allows himself a moment to take pleasure in the happy beating of his heart and the peace and security he feels when his legs are weaved with those of his green eyed angel. He's dreamt of a love like this all his life, and he closes his eyes, drifting back to sleep with a lazy smile stretched across his mouth.
And it's warm.
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24 |hours with larry|
Fanfiction24 hours with Larry Stylinson. It's short for a reason, meant to be read in one sitting.
