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"Yes please." Tim wasn't sure he would be trying anything after today, especially since he nearly raped Aomine as well. He was surprised he even gave Tim that option. Did he have that much trust in him? "I never thanked you properly for saving my life from Andrew, in the beginning." he said, hand reaching up to find the other's, gently stroking the fingers.

Timothy smiled. He really hadn't been pleased, he'd been so angry and depressed. He let go and sat up when Daren gave his hand a squeeze, waiting for the car to park before unbuckeling and picking up the bag. "Don't get sleepy yet the bed is just upstairs." The redhead waited a moment for daren to stop yawning, leaning over and on the center console before placing a soft kiss to Daren's lips. "Thank you for saving my life, Daren." he whispered after pulling away, looking at the other before turning to get out of the car.

Timothy would have offered that Daren quit his job and work an office job, but that was like telling a fish to grow lungs. He followed silently behind the other smiling and looking at the food. Bad day turned out all right. "I'm sure they'll be here tomorrow with Mother dressed like Jason from those Friday the 13th movies, working chainsaw and everything. Or did he have a hatchet?" he entered the flat, putting the food away in the fridge before nodding at Daren. "All right!"

Hazel eyes looked back to the insides of the fridge, face finally heating up as he touched his lips. That was really different from all the other kisses, at least for Tim. "You told yourself not to do it. Don't do it." he warned himself, re-thinking the day's events in his head. He was just tired, he needed rest.

He put food in Apple's bowl and changed out the water before going to change, his full stomach making him sleepy.

TImothy looked at the shirt he'd put on just to go out and eat, sniffing it before deciding it smelled too much like seafood to wear to bed. Off it went into the hamper along with his pants and socks. He looked through the pile of clothes which still needed to be hung in the closet, living in their shopping bags until washed. He found a plain white shirt and slipped that on, finding some shorts a well and paused. Sure his legs didn't look that hairy, most of it was blonde and it was really fine, but Tim was positive his legs were hairier than Daren's.

He shuffled around for something else to wear but all he had were shorts. He could sleep in his boxer-briefs... no, he'd rather put on the shorts.Quickly they were put on and he walked out. Maybe it was all in his head that his legs were hairier, I mean, Daren's legs looked pretty hairy.

But he has that Asian gene which gives him less body hair. I'm, American and god knows what else. Irish? Scottish? he rubbed at his arms, feeling it but it was hard to see. At least it wasn't itchy anymore, but Andrew had been pretty hairless too. Was that genes or did he just wax and shave like he'd forced Tim to do?

Why was it he was about to go to bed but his mind suddenly woke up and started thinking about body hair?! He moved to the bathroom, deciding to check his face for anything. He wasn't sure what he was expecting he couldn't even grow a thin creepy mustache if he wanted. He washed up, face wash and teeth brushed, before walking to Aomine's room and staring, analyzing him again before slowly climbing onto the bed and sitting there with his legs under them. "Aomine, um, my legs don't bother you at night, do they?" Maybe he should sleep on his side of the bed instead of up against Aomine if it did.

"R-Really? That's good." He gave a soft smile before shifting under the sheets beside the officer. Tim always rested the top of his head on the bottom edge of the pillow, the rest was on the mattress itself but as Daren shifted the man moved up, resting his head fully on the pillow. "Because I'm hairier than you." and chuckled, shifting closer to the man's warmth and wrapping an arm around him.

"Aomine what are you--" he gave a sudden squeak, trying to shift his legs out of Aomine's reach, toes curling as he blushed darkly. "Good, because when we went shopping for groceries last week I saw the price of razors and they're really expensive." and at the next words Timothy giggled madly. "Probably because you get trapped in his hair like a fishnet." and continued to giggle, having to let go of the man to cover his mouth.

"What? No!" he screeched, starting to lagh as the man's fingers found his sides. "No! Aomine stop!" He forced his legs not to kick, toes curling into the bed sheets to prevent hurting the officer. His back arched before he turned, trying to get away finally. "Stop!" He was started to cry he was laughing so hard. "Daren! I can't breathe!" and the man did stop, leaving the redhead gasping for breath and giggling madly.