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Someone was moving, as Matt groaned rolling over and pulling on the sheets in return. “What time is it?”

His head was screaming in pain, reminding him why he wasn’t up running already before the sun came through the window which meant somewhat late. There would be regret, it would come in the form of a screaming little fairy in his head why he had skipped over training.

First thing was first, remembering where he was, how he got there and who was there. Rubbing his face he opened his eyes, the room was his at least that was a safe start. There was the halloween party at the bar, drinks, his date, a kiss, another drink, coming back to pass out.

His date…Kyle

The rest of the dots filled into place as he remember most of what happened which meant the other person was him.

The pat on the head was new, it felt as if he had turned into some strange cat or something but the gesture was at least pleasant enough. He laid there for a moment thinking, looking at the room again before sitting up close enough to touch Kyle’s shoulder. He leaned against him for a moment, his head spinning before placing a kiss on Kyle’s cheek and grinning. Matt for whatever reason was taking the entire thing rather well, he hadn’t forgotten the quick offer of Kyle being a date, the pinkie promise, nor the kiss, he hadn’t forgotten at least most of important bits he was suppose to remember. The entire thing was a whirlwind all in one night which wasn’t the most unusual part, the part was he had a partner.

That was an unfamiliar term.

“I think you mean to say how did you end up in my room, or at least the last time I looked this was my room. I think it had something to do with not going down stairs and the cruddy accommodations in the basement.” The pinned butterflies in frames, the hung suits, even the glittering necklace on the dresser were all there, it couldn’t have been anyone else's really. Looking over he found the alarm clock, the usual lite face was dark meaning that it had somehow gotten unplug or it had died. His cellphone was… maybe in the suit jacket pocket or in his pants pocket neither of them he had on.

Matt squeezed the hand in return, not moving as he felt him rest against his cheek, how warm it was in contrast to how his felt. It was a little strange, not that he hadn’t had relationships, just for so long it had been him coming and going never sticking around too long, there was none of the usual sweetness. There was no couple things, half the time he hard barely taken the time to learn a name, most of his life had just been sex and vanish in the morning for studying or training.

“I feel like hell that was tumbled over a few times, shaken, and then dumped out into the Arctic.” There was no doubt that his shift tonight was going to be slightly full of regrets from his new binge drinking habit. Usually he knew better, usually Matt did well to limit himself but with Kyle he had let it slip, both of them had. Enough that even stairs seemed like a dangerous idea to complete, at least he lived on the first floor verses the second or like Kyle in the basement. Of course he had been spoiled, when he arrived at Deus it wasn’t common to stay in the basement and Matt had skipped the whole trainee shoved in the hell hole below.

“No, it’s ok don’t apologize it’s much as my room as yours now I suppose, better idea than attempting stairs drunk I agree. How are you feeling?” He could of course guess that Kyle was probably not any better off than he was. That didn’t stop him from catching the hunter’s chin after he asked about the butterflies, Matt leaned over taking a kiss from his lips before the sun could object. Then another because he could, because he was there and because for whatever reason Matt wanted to taste his lips again.

Letting go he nodded vaguely looking at the frames on the wall before taking the hunter’s hand again and squeezing it. “They are real butterflies.” He left it at that, not really wanting to talk about why he had them in the first place, it was a subject for another day, or at least a day when he felt more ok about lying about it at least.

“Coherent somewhat maybe.” He grinned at the compliment really he had just gotten use to saying words half asleep, nothing to be really proud of.

“I am alright with it I swear, I am not here a lot and it’s quiet sleeping alone sometimes.” It was more he had gotten tired of coming back to an empty room, as long as Kyle didn’t mind his odd hours between infirmary shifts and the occasional crashing on the bed sleeping next to him then it was ok. It wasn’t as if there was any reason to distrust him yet, or had anything of value stashed away. It was better than being stuck in a basement room forever, and it wasn’t as if Matt would require him. He could come and go as he pleased, and if Matt wanted alone time there was benches and couches to sleep. It wouldn’t be the first time let alone the last time he fell asleep elsewhere.

Kyle had met his kiss eagerly, it was had to simply let him go but the splitting headache he had described as someone cracking his skull made it hard to push it any further. Instead he squeezed Kyle’s hand again as he rested his head on his shoulder. With his other hand he brushed the top of the sun’s hair, it was a mess but his own looked even worse, but he could really care less. So far despite the pain he was enjoying himself, more than he would admit out loud.

“Thanks.” He looked at the butterflies for a moment and then to the hands that rested. Maybe after a shower, some food and water and a lot of aspirin he would feel better, they would both feel better to do something else.

“I have a nine p.m. shift at the infirmary but until then I am free, food and shower sound great.” There were still remnants of costume make-up on him he was sure. The last thing he needed to do was wander in the cafeteria still looking like a dead man.

“Maybe a shower first. Wash the rest of our costumes off then some late breakfast… or maybe lunch by the time we get there. There some water too in the closet if you want some.” He had a stash kept for when he went jogging in the morning.

“I am sure I will be ok.” There was a chuckle in his voice as waved off the concern about the other hunter snoring. He didn’t have the heart to mention that he didn’t always sleep there, most of the time he slept somewhere in the infirmary, didn’t sleep, or fallen asleep somewhere out on a bench or something. The room was more or less a place he kept clothes to change when he showered. There was also no thought that maybe he was going to have to be there more, that just disappearing like he did was not something a partner would do. The whole partner thing hadn’t sunk in yet, and probably wouldn’t for another few days.

He watched as the hunter brushed the back of his hand with his lips, prickling the hair as he struggled to do nothing. It was not easy to resist sweeping his chin taking a kiss in a greedy manner, to keep him there and skip breakfast entirely. Instead he leaned against Kyle, his thoughts scattering as the headache screamed into his head again as he vaguely remembered where he had last left a bottle of pain killers.

“Nightstand has a bottle Tylenol, and there is clothes in the dresser if you want to borrow them. The suits won’t fit but the gym clothes should if you don’t want to brave the stairs at the moment.” There was no way Matt was going downstairs until he had something to eat, he wasn’t sure even moving from the bed but he needed to if he wanted to feel better.

“As long as you don’t judge me for snoring then I think we can let it slide.” Matt returned the cheeky smile with one of his own before giving up on resisting what he wanted to do to start with. Leaning across he traced the sun’s jaw before pressing his lips to his, greedily stealing a kiss and then a few more ignoring the dull thudding of his head as he cupped Kyle’s chin. It took him a moment to let him go as pressing his nose against the sun’s cheek and then back to his leaning position against him.

“Yes please and the water I don’t think any amount of sleep is going to get rid of this hangover only if you feel like moving out of bed… I mean… thank you.” Kyle was closer but there was a little bit of guilt making him get out of when they both felt about equally awful. He would have to do something in return at some point, when he could think better.

“Yes I am.” There was a bit of a crooked smile on his face as he continued to lean against the other hunter. There would have been more, but it was about all his head would take until it got some sort of meds, maybe some food too to settle his stomach finally. Until then he would be in some sort of constant turmoil of wanting more and unable to do anything other than the occasional surprise which considering he had missed his jog and training he had to make up for it somehow.

His skin prickled again as Kyle’s lips brushed across his forehead, his side feeling cold as the sun moved away from the bed to get what they needed. Matt was at least able to notice the shade of pink on Kyle’s cheeks as the sun found the water. Another smirk showed on Matt’s lips as he cupped his chin watching the hunter with interest as he moved around the room.

“Not any I am aware of.” Matt shifted closer to him taking the pills and cup of water, tossing them both back as soon as he could. Putting the empty glass back on the night stand he then wrapped his arms around Kyle’s waist resting his head on his back.