So I found a whole bunch of loose papers in a box in my room, and found that most of them were fanfics! I honestly didn't realise I had so much unpublished material, and decided to put it up.
Enjoy!
It was always early in the morning, after the Bourbon had long since closed and Dennis was presumably asleep that Lonny would fee his absolute happiest.
His hangover would not have fully settled in yet, and he still had a little bit of alcohol pumping through his system.
Dennis was there and although he was asleep, his arms would tighten around Lonny a little when the brunette nuzzled into his side.
And before Lonny drifted off to face his inevitable hangover, that he would stare at Dennis and wonder what he did to be so lucky. And he would smile smugly, because Dennis was his, and he didn't have to share him with anyone else.
And so he would fall asleep smiling, with his head rested on Dennis' chest.
Every night, Dennis would lay there, wide awake, while Lonny got himself comfortable. A ritual which often took hours. But Dennis waited patiently, smirking when Lonny shifted a little or nuzzled into Dennis' chest a little more, until Lonny was asleep (and he could always tell, because Lonny snored ever so slightly) before opening his eyes.
He would smile, brush the hair out of Lonny's eyes, and wonder how he ever got to be so lucky. And Lonny would always move to bury his head in Dennis' shoulder, and mumble the older man's name in his sleep, which always made Dennis smile.