Brave and Crow quickly regretted that afternoon nap together. They were having fun dueling, playing with the kids, to the point where they grew exhausted and simply passed out of exhaustion for the rest of the day. So when they woke up quite late into the evening, they weren't sure what to expect.
At first, they sleepily stared at each, not a word from either of their mouths. They both still felt quite tired, but the two young men had to finish taking care of their kids.
… Though, the eerie silence throughout Brave's large house certainly wasn't comforting. Still, the moment Brave looked away, a small chuckle escaped Crow, catching the other's attention again. Brave look dumbfounded.
"Hey now, what's so funny? Did I miss something?"
The chuckles slowly turned into laughter. "Hahahaha! Yeah, you certainly did miss something!" Crow poked Brave's forehead. "Take a good look at your face!"
Brave, still not fully awake, wasn't understanding what Crow was getting at. No seriously, what was his friend laughing at?
Crow, who was still laughing, grabbed Brave by the wrist and brought him over to the nearby mirror. It took only a few seconds before Brave let out a loud yelp.
"What the—- Why is there paint all over my face?!" More specifically, it was yellow paint, much like the color of Crow's facial markers—
Oh.
And now Brave found himself in a laughing fit. He looked absolutely ridiculous, and of course he knew who was behind the makeover. Brave threw an arm around Crow, trying to speak in between laughs.
"Those little rascals, hehehe…" His face is fairly close to Crow's, but neither of them notice. "They wanted us to be matching!"
Crow snorts, though it's in the mix of laughter. "Hahahahaha! We'll have to thank them later!" They're facing each other now, foreheads pressed together while still going through fits of laughter.
"Wherever they're hiding you mean!"
They laugh again for several long seconds, their thoughts free of worry. Just pure joy and happiness. Those positive feelings came together when the two men pressed their lips together, though entirely unintentional at first. When they pull away, they're not laughing, but both share a rather knowing and longing smile.
"We can go look for them in a few minutes…" Crow whispers, as he runs his thumb over Brave's cheek. The other nods in agreement.
"Just a few minutes…"
They kiss again. It's short and sweet, but feels amazing. They decide to move to the couch, still exchanging knowing glances and sharing the same understanding smile. They kiss again. Once, twice, three times. They're quick kisses, but they're so gentle and nice that the two of them enjoy the exchanges.
Brave wraps his arms around Crow in a tight embrace, still continuing with the light, feathery kisses. Crow returns the favor, wrapping his arms around Brave, their bodies lightly pressing together. Several minutes turned to almost half an hour. They had stopped kissing, but remained in the embrace. It was Crow who spoke up first.
"I think it's been way longer than several minutes," He chuckles softly, nuzzling into Brave. The Norwegian laughs.
"It was worth it." They both silently agree, kissing one more time, before getting up to look for the children together. This time, however, they searched for the kids hand-in-hand.