(A/N: Hello again my lovely readers! A friend of mine recently turned me into Pinterest trash, and I've come across some OTP writing prompts. So why not write about a few of my favorites? This will kind of be a side thing while I focus on finishing my other fics. As you can probably guess, these bits will be all Perfectworldshipping. I hope you enjoy! LadyPineTree out!)
Prompt 1- Imagine your OTP having to share an air mattress for the night. Person A is already in bed and comfortable, and Person B, very tired from the day, flops down onto the other side, thus launching Person A into the air.
"Really Augustine? A onesie?"
The aforementioned man turned over on the half inflated air mattress, giggling. He was wearing a Charizard onesie, complete with little wings. "What do you expect from me at this point, Lysandre?" he chuckled, looking up from his book for a moment. The redhead rolled his eyes. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised anymore. You can be such a man child sometimes." Augustine giggled again.
"It was nice of your parents to invite me along for your father's birthday. I just wish they were a little more... prepared." Lysandre commented as he began to change into his pajamas. The pair had gone on a two and a half hour road trip to Couriway Town, but Augustine's parents rarely had any overnight visitors, so they had no choice but to sleep on an old air mattress that looked as if it would pop if any more weight was put on it. "It's better than sleeping on the couch," the professor smiled. "Which begs the question- who would sleep on top of who?" Lysandre chuckled as he buttoned up his shirt. "Unless you wanted to get crushed, you'd be on top of me. Of course, that also means my limbs would be completely numb by morning." Augustine rolled over and placed his book onto a nearby end table. "I'm not that heavy, am I?" he asked with some mock insult in his voice. Lysandre playfully kicked the mattress as he walked past it to the bathroom. "Like a Beldum- small but heavy!"
"I am not heavy!" Augustine laughed, but the door had been closed. He giggled and rolled his eyes before shifting onto his side, getting comfortable. He was beginning to fall asleep by the time Lysandre had returned. The redhead was exhausted after the long road trip, so he flopped down onto the mattress without a second thought. Augustine got the fright of his life when he was suddenly launched into the air by the flimsy mattress. His surprised yelp captured Lysandre's attention, and he got up to see his partner a few feet away on the hardwood floor. "Good Arceus! Are you ok?" he asked, sounding genuinely concerned but also trying very hard not to laugh.
"I'm ok," Augustine laughed, and Lysandre joined in soon after. "I guess I'm not as heavy as you think I am!"
"Still too heavy for these wings." The redhead smiled as he grabbed onto one of the floppy appendages. Augustine laughed again and climbed back onto the mattress, snuggling up to his lover. "Je t'aime." he whispered.
"Bonnie nuit, mon amour." Lysandre whispered back.