fill: you know, my darling, i can't stand to sleep alone (1/3)
anonymous
September 30 2011, 01:21:37 UTC
little late to the party here, sorry. it's really a shame i have my priorities in order or i'd get a lot more writing done in a day. title from bat for lashes. unbeta'd so any typos are my own.
Jesse has this thing where he is kind of absurdly adorable when he's sleepy, Andrew realizes, watching him stifling yawns, crushed into Andrew's side on the sofa
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fill: you know, my darling, i can't stand to sleep alone (2/3)
anonymous
September 30 2011, 01:26:42 UTC
He wants Jesse to love him as much as he loves his blanket, as much as Andrew loves him, and he doesn't care if that makes him selfish.
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One night he goes straight to Jesse's apartment from the airport, and it's late and Jesse is tucked into his blanket, napping on the couch. He made sure to call and warn Jesse ahead of time that he might stop by, and Jesse must have fallen asleep waiting up for him.
His fingers are wrapped around the silky edge of it, and half of his face is covered loosely by the fleece. His other arm is tangled under the blanket and his tshirt has ridden up enough to reveal a strip of soft, milky white flesh above his boxer-briefs and he looks adorable. And also uncomfortable, because he's passed out still sitting up; his legs are folded under him and he's pressed into the corner of the sofa, his head tilted to the side to rest on the cushion and his neck exposed
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fill: you know, my darling, i can't stand to sleep alone (3/3)
anonymous
September 30 2011, 01:28:21 UTC
Andrew's skin is all warm and damp and it feels sort of nice against his own overheated body. It's warm without being overbearing like his blanket can sometimes feel after rigorous sex, but just as soft and smooth and soothing as the blanket feels. Andrew is playing it carefully, not knowing how Jesse will react to the idea of sleeping without the comfort of his blanket. He keeps his touches light and reverant and Jesse appreciates that.
He's tired but he's so used to the blanket being near him that he's not sure he'll be able to sleep without it; but it certainly doesn't hurt knowing that Andrew is almost guaranteed to not leave him during the night, as it is his bed.
Andrew tangles their legs together and kisses him again and there are weird, fluttery things going on in his ribcage; after about twenty minutes he thinks it looks like he won't be sleeping that night but then Andrew kisses the tip of his nose and his temple and says i love you, so much and other ridiculously sappy things to say after sex, like, gorgeous, my Jess, and
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Re: fill: you know, my darling, i can't stand to sleep alone (3/3)themovieguruSeptember 30 2011, 04:24:03 UTC
I think the cuteness of this may have killed my brain. The fact that I can form coherent sentences right now is nothing short of a miracle. The mental image alone of Jesse snuggling with his blanket is tooth-rottingly adorable. I don't blame Andrew for being jealous, I'd want that cutie pie cuddling with me instead too.
OP! ....Re: fill: you know, my darling, i can't stand to sleep alone (3/3)
anonymous
September 30 2011, 05:43:01 UTC
OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!! Thankyou for filling my prompt, oh golly I'm just going to sit in the corner now and giggle profusely. It was exactly what I wanted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Jesse has this thing where he is kind of absurdly adorable when he's sleepy, Andrew realizes, watching him stifling yawns, crushed into Andrew's side on the sofa ( ... )
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One night he goes straight to Jesse's apartment from the airport, and it's late and Jesse is tucked into his blanket, napping on the couch. He made sure to call and warn Jesse ahead of time that he might stop by, and Jesse must have fallen asleep waiting up for him.
His fingers are wrapped around the silky edge of it, and half of his face is covered loosely by the fleece. His other arm is tangled under the blanket and his tshirt has ridden up enough to reveal a strip of soft, milky white flesh above his boxer-briefs and he looks adorable. And also uncomfortable, because he's passed out still sitting up; his legs are folded under him and he's pressed into the corner of the sofa, his head tilted to the side to rest on the cushion and his neck exposed ( ... )
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He's tired but he's so used to the blanket being near him that he's not sure he'll be able to sleep without it; but it certainly doesn't hurt knowing that Andrew is almost guaranteed to not leave him during the night, as it is his bed.
Andrew tangles their legs together and kisses him again and there are weird, fluttery things going on in his ribcage; after about twenty minutes he thinks it looks like he won't be sleeping that night but then Andrew kisses the tip of his nose and his temple and says i love you, so much and other ridiculously sappy things to say after sex, like, gorgeous, my Jess, and ( ... )
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*flailing*
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This cute fic is so fluffy and adorable
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