*SOB* *WAIL* *LOUDER SOB* *GURGLE* *SNOTBALL*
NO, D. GRAY MAN DOES NOT BELONG TO ME! UWAHHHH!!!!
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It was a typical evening, especially for our two exorcists here in bed.
Allen had consented to a sleepover (or rather, a horny Kanda had flung open the door and roughly carried the poor moyashi bride-style to the bed). After hours of love making, the teens were worn out but as Allen snored loudly, quite situated on Kanda's chest, the Japanese teen was still very much awake. The moonlight shone through the window and onto the two exorcists and Kanda* pondered his life so far.
He had been dating the target - moyashi - for a few months now. Though they argued often, about the smallest things, most of the time (here Kanda smirked: 'All of the time') he won. But if it was something really important to his lover, the Beansprout would turn on the puppy eyes, the waterworks, and throw the whole force of the cuteness that the Gods had blessed upon him onto the unsuspecting Kanda, who wilted just a little.
(Hence the baby turtle that was swimming in its little bucket at the moment. Allen knew a dog or a cat would immediately have his lover sheathing Mugen, so he thought to introduce the animals slowly.)
At the moment, Kanda had been subconsciously braiding Allen's snow white hair into braids until the said exorcist's snoring paused and he woke to Kanda's dark eyes.
"Eh? Kanda? Why are you -(here Allen yawned)- you still awake? And are you braiding my hair?"
This all took a lot of effort for the younger teen and Kanda knew he probably would forget it all tomorrow morning.
"Moyashi, go back to sleep," he whispered, and before Allen could retort "My name is Allen" he was snoring again.
Kanda had the hint of a smile on him. The younger teen often complained the next morning after their fuck sessions that Kanda's chest wasn't comfortable at ALL (Kanda suspected that Allen was subtly admiring his rock hard abs). Kanda countered, "Yet you still fall asleep on my rock. hard. abs. every night after we're done fucking like bunnies." All this was whispered into the poor blushing Allen's ear.
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*1= okay. cheesy, i get it.