Pairing: Chazz/Tori
Theme: #24; Goodnight; 30 kisses
Disclaimer: Don't own them, sadly. SO wish I did though.
Warning: Brief mentions of Yaoi and sex.


After about three weeks of bedding down with Chazz, Tori thought he'd figured out the code that the dark haired boy had about going to sleep. It hadn't been hard, because watching the other boy was almost becoming a hobby for the bluenette.

A small grunt and a few seconds of fluffing the pillow before throwing his spiky head down onto it was, surprisingly, not a bad day. A tiring one, maybe, but not a bad day in the slightest. He knew it hadn't been a bad day because shortly after falling asleep Chazz's nose would wrinkle up slightly in distaste of the cold and he'd turn over to curl up into the heat provided by Tori's body. Normally on bad days Chazz wouldn't want much contact while he slept and would roll away as much as possible once he was unconsious.

When it had been a good day, Chazz could almost be rather amiable as he prepared to sleep. Tori wouldn't call what talking they did 'chatting' but it was certainly less formal then their usual subjects of duel cards, slackers, teachers and how they could be rid of one Jaden Yuki. Talking with Chazz when he was in this mood normally involved Chazz trying to talk him into getting contact lenses while curled up to him a bit, playing with his hair a little and giving little hums to any questions along with a light kiss to shut Tori up when he asked too many.

A boring day would have Chazz lying flat on his back, one arm up by his forehead as he glared at the ceiling in mild venom. Once Tori had jokingly suggested that was how the dark-haired boy practised his famous deadly glances; a sharp glance and snarl quickly proved to him that these, in fact, came naturally to Chazz and didn't need to be practised under any circumstance.

Tori sometimes felt a twinge of pride whenever Chazz had a bad day. Not because it would have been his fault that the day had been bad, but because on bad days was when Chazz normally wanted sex. Tori was hardly one to disagree with the fact that this was a very good cure for a bad day. So when Chazz was panting and growling into his ear as they moved together, finally calling out his name in a semi-choked scream because of the dorms on either side of them, Tori couldn't help feeling a bit smug that he'd made the day just a little bit better.


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