I do not own -Man or any of its characters. To my readers: Sorry for not updating anything D: Here. Have some fluff that I just randomly wrote.
Dull moonlight filtered through the white curtains when Lavi awoke. It couldn't have been morning yet- it was probably two in the morning. He was cold. Where were his sheets? Rolling over, he found his lover lying in bed with him for the first time in a few weeks. Allen had left on a mission to Prague in the middle of the night with nothing more than a sleepy kiss and the quiet click of the door.
Lavi kissed Allen's eyelids gently and watched as the teen shifted slightly in his sleep, stretching his whole body out and creating wrinkles in the sheets. His pale skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the moon and his scars mapped themselves across his body. There was a new one; a small scar just below his right hip. Tenderly, Lavi touched it.
Allen opened his eyes groggily and made a sleepy sound that sounded something like 'mnrrfmm'. Smiling, Lavi leaned down and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Welcome home, Allen."