Disclaimer: I don't own TOP or anything of the like. MWUAHAHAH.

A/n: This is yaoi. MANMAN BOY BOY YAOIIIIIII. Ok? . I've actually never even gotten to Moria Gallery in this game, so this takes place pre-game. Enjoy. .
It's short I know...but, enjoy!
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Asleep and Snuggle

Cless trudged in the door, tired and sore. The attempt to capture a boar (or any other wild animal!) today resulted in a large failure. No victory.
The blonde stiffly walked up the stairs, ignoring the young samurai being trained by his father.

He moved into his room and knew, KNEW he needed sleep. The previous night he and his father had practiced late into the night. Unfortunately, his parrying didn't help him catch any game. He took off his cape. He had only slept for four hours, and the fact that Chester came over so early (and was, in generally, a pretty good morning person) didn't help Cless's weary body either.

Unlatching his breast mail, and setting on his mannequin, the blonde finally got his shoes off and he set them in the corner. Even tired, he wasn't going to give the poor maid a bad time.

His bed....His Bed!
He sat rather calm, and then promptly snuggled his covers, wrapping his arms around the particularly large pillow. 'This is niiiiccceeeeee...' he thought pleasurably, as he drifted off to sleep.

Not to much time later, Chester swung by to see if Cless wanted to go hunting again. (Unlike his friend, Chester had eight hours of sleep, making his much more refreshed.)
The slim, narrow face poked in the doorway. "Hey, Cless...."
He stopped when he saw his friend breathing evenly, holding a pillow, and snuggling the bed. The archer stepped in.

Chester scanned the room quickly, and easily, and took off his boots, setting them beside Cless's. Then he took his bow and quiver, setting them on Cless's dresser, near a picture of Maria, Cless's mother. Chester crawled into bed lithely, until he was face to face with the blonde. He observed Cless's sleeping visage, then wrapped his arms around the young swordsman. Cless released his pillow awkwardly (still in his sleep) and wrapped his arms around his hair on the Archers chest. Cless murmured happily, finding the most comfortable position he'd ever been in.