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Light blue emerged as Cresil opened his eyes, placing his hands up to stretch but stopping instantly when he felt his boyfriend’s embrace. Looking at Aoki, Cresil couldn’t help but to smile. He looked so rested, at peace, it was difficult to even think about waking him.
After a minute or two, Cresil then decided if he was taking the day off, he’d make sure to have every single second with Aoki last. Kissing his sleeping boyfriend’s lips, Cresil ran his hand against his outer leg, feeling how warm he was, but glad he didn’t burn up at all overnight.
“Rise and shine sleepyhead.” Cresil whispered against Aoki’s ear, enjoying the fact that he had awoken without one of them already leaving, or an alarm clock blasting in his ears. It was a welcoming change.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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