Well hello there i don remember the last time i wrote shit also part four of the fever night thing is never being revised or visited back to bc i lost the file :)
Little Mac woke up first. He cuddled in closer to the forearms of his lover and smiled. He loved Joe so much and when it came to times like this, he felt like his heart was going to jump out of his throat. He let his eyes slowly fall again, allowing to sleep take over.
Joe woke up and tiredly leered over to the clock. it was 1am and he could've nearly flipped, but he realized Mac was still by him, so he wouldn't do that. He quietly shifted off the bed and carefully put the covers over his tiny boyfriend so he wouldn't get cold and went to the bathroom.
After he was finished, he came back into the room to see Little Mac sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes.
"Oh, you're awake," Joe quietly said.
"Yeah... What're you doing up? It's one in the morning I think," Mac replied slowly. His stomach growled and he got up.
"I suppose we went to bed too early. Where are you going?" Glass Joe followed Little Mac out of the cold room and into the spacious kitchen.
"Well, I'm kinda hungry. I guess while we're up we could eat or something," Mac started getting out ingredients and pans for a late night meal, thinking he wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon.
Joe sat at the bar stool and crossed his legs, checking his phone notifications. The time said 1:15am. He was going to slap himself if this messed up his sleeping schedule any further, because he already had terrible insomnia to begin with. That would explain the bags under his eyes...
Little Mac was making eggs inside of toast for their snacks. He never was an "amazing" cook, he only knew how to make typical meals that help him survive through his college life and are nutritious to help keep him in shape. Joe was grateful for this.
Joe admired Mac's body from the stand. He had always told himself to keep his hands to himself because he didn't want Little Mac to get uncomfortable, he'd hate that. He allows Little Mac to initiate things, but he's still unsure of doing anything because he's scared of... well, scaring him.
Little Mac turned around to face Joe, letting the snack simmer. He crossed his arms and rested his chin on his forearms in front of him across the bar. Smiling unconsciously while Joe was going through his phone, he started to hum to himself. Joe eyed Mac and chuckled. Little Mac smirked and turned back to the eggs.
Joe let his eyes wander down Mac's body. He was thinking very dirty at that moment. For whatever reason, Joe had been pent up lately. Maybe it was because he couldn't see Mac too often and that made him miss him. So every time they got together, it felt like an eternity ha passed since then.
He began to drool at his thoughts as Little Mac situated both plates in front of them. He took the stool next to Joe and began eating. Curious of why Joe hasn't said anything, he changes his view to his right and sees Joe staring off into space.
"Whatcha thinking about?" Little Mac nudged his boyfriend. "Are you okay?"
Joe jumped at the sudden contact.
"oh, uh, yes. All is fine," he looks down to the food in front of him. "Thank you for cooking this. It looks delectable." He began to eat and Little Mac laughed at his choice of words. He rest his right hand on his boyfriend's thigh. Joe began bouncing his leg uncomfortably.
"Hey... there's actually something I want to talk about."
leave yall nasty fuckers on a cliffhanger. youre not nasty i actually love you all of you every single one of you i lov you ;;U;;