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Biting back a smile, Byron shut the door behind them and moved onto the bed. The mattress cover under the sheets was deeply-cushioned and changed temperature according to the weather report and the temperature inside the room. He grabbed his large comforter, pulling it over himself and Archaeus and lay on his side, pulling his knees up and holding his arms to his chest. "Night," he muttered, closing his eyes.
About twenty minutes passed before Byron started to tremble. It was small at first, but quickly became noticeable. His brow furrowed and was covered in sweat, fingers gripping his arms so tightly as his knuckles were white.

Byron awoke at the hand on his shoulder, gasping as his tear-filled eyes shot open and he looked up at the man. "Archaeus..." He blinked a few times, then before he could play off his shaking and fear, he grabbed Archaeus by the collar and yanked him downwards. He held tight, eyes squeezed shut as the tears threatened to fall, and buried his face in Archaeus' chest. He was still trembling, but having this closeness seemed to ease him a little as his breathing began to return to normal, slowly but surely.

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The next morning, Byron awoke as the sunlight streamed in and hit his face. His eyes opened, glancing around the room as he registered what a dreamless night he'd ended up having. Well, not completely dreamless. He's had nightmares up until-
Byron's eyes stared at the chest in front of him, brow furrowed a little as they traced up the body to the handsome face the body he clung to so dearly belonged to. That's right, he'd ended up asking Archaeus to sleep in his room with him. It had been ages since he'd last spent the night with someone without something sexy happening. As much as he liked sex, this was something different altogether, and not at all unwanted. He felt warm and protected in Archaeus' arms, and as much as he hated to admit it, the character was definitely a looker, especially this close and this silent. He smiled a little, reaching one hand upwards to touch the man's smooth cheek. Something panged in his chest, something new and strange. His other hand settled over his chest, feeling his rapidly beating heart. What is this? Was he... And over Archaeus?
The blue-haired male pursed his lips in confusion, then froze as his eyes caught the man's face once again. His heart fluttered annoyingly, and before Byron could stop himself, he leaned up to place a sweet, simple kiss on Archaeus' lips. It lasted a brief moment, and he'd returned to his original position within seconds, but his face was a bright, embarrassing red. Oh God, he liked Archaeus. What the hell is that about?

Feeling the man beside him begin to stir, Byron carefully got into position, licking his lips a couple times to make them look shiny. He both hands to rest beside his head, shirt pushed halfway up to show his flat belly and toned torso. The sheet was wrapped around one leg, the other propped and bent a certain way to better showcase his long, tanned leg, his tiny shorts clinging loosely to his hips. He made a small sound in his "sleep", almost like a moan, and tilted his head a little so his hair fell just over his eyes. This position had worked wonders in the past, creating morning delights that carried on well into the afternoon. The character didn't stand a chance, he thought to himself.

As Archaeus left, the glittering pink background surrounding the lovely teen suddenly fell dark, his expression irritated. "Seriously?" he muttered through grit teeth, opening his eyes as he sat up and looked at the door. He'd perfected that move! It always worked! Damn it. Okay, plan B. Byron grabbed his shirt, gently stretching the collar just a little more before stepping out of the bedroom. He tugged a little on the sleeve, the shirt falling a certain way so as to expose his shoulder.
"You're up already?" breathed Byron as he stepped out of the bedroom, moving deliberately and fluidly. He lightly licked his lips, raising a hand to muss his bedhead before dreamily looking over to Archaeus, lids half-closed and a small smile on his pillowy lips. This was sure to work!

"No, wait!" Byron surged forward a step, then paused as he realized that he looked considerably less cool. Clearing his throat, he smiled flirtatiously and took a few steps closer to Archaeus, one hand gently resting on his exposed hip. "I mean, we had such fun last night. I don't have any plans today, and I really am starting to enjoy your company. Just stay for lunch. Besides, I've already racked up a bunch of information on your author. I'd hate to have to back and forth when you're already here."
The blue-haired male stepped even closer to Archaeus, placing his hand on the character's chest and smiling easily up at him. "Come on, I'm a great cook. I'll even let you lick the spoon~" He licked his lips, certain that the male might get the message at this point. He hoped so. It was like trying to seduce a brick wall. At least a brick wall was noticeably hard.

He smiled happily, hands running up towards the character's neck and rubbing gently. "Great! I've been dying to try out this new recipe. It's supposed to be absolutely delicious, enough to make your tongue dance with delight~" His own curled as he spoke, pressing his torso against Archaeus'. He grew quiet for a moment, looking up at Archaeus curiously. "You know, your author may not have been Shakespeare, but he sure knew what he was doing when he made your face. You've got a jawline for days~" He smirked, fingers dancing across the male's jaw for a brief moment before he pulled away and started towards the kitchen.
"I'll get started on breakfast," he called over his shoulder, hips moving seductively as he walked. Okay, come on. how hard could this possibly be? He was putting out all his best moves, why wasn't Archaeus biting?