Storming into the apartment, Kevin dropped his full weight onto the blond strewn over the couch, burying his face into the crook of his neck.
"Daffodil?" Mildly concerned, Mike reached a hand up to toy with long, black hair. His other arm moved to lay across the neck of Zed, who'd trotted in behind her master and set down on the carpet, whimpering.
"Say you love me." Okay, maybe not so mildly.
"Levin?" Pressing his face deeper into soft skin the Osmosian grumbled.
"I don't care if you're lying; I just need to hear it." He buried his fingers into the dark locks.
"You finally talked to Ben."
"Please, Angel?" With a sigh, Michael rested his cheek on the top of his partner's head.
"I think you're brilliant." There was the briefest hint of a smile against his throat.
"That's not what I asked for." Shifting slightly with a smirk, he nuzzled the other's hair.
"I also think you're amazingly handsome. You're talented, and driven, and loyal." Pressing closer, Kevin made a pleased noise. "You're the only person to understand me, and the only person I'd even consider taking advice from. I certainly wouldn't change my diet so much for anyone else."
"Just me." Yeah, he was definitely smiling.
"Just you."
"Do you love me?" Michael smirked wider.
"Would you believe me if I said so?" His lover mirrored it.
"Not on your life." Ghosting a hand over his solid jaw, he pulled the brunet into a long, deep kiss. With an arm wrapping around the blond's waist, Kevin tried to drag him closer with a moan, grumbling when he pulled away in response. They were both smiling now, the barest hint of color to their faces.
"Not even a little."
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Don't ask. I don't even.