Juuroumaru blinked sleepily up at Sesshoumaru. Of course, his mind didn't register that it was Sesshoumaru. The few scattered thoughts that putted around in his mind simply involved why he was suddenly awake, and where the lovely source of warmth had gone. He stretched a little, uncurling himself and raising his arms above his head. Lowering his arms again, he smacked his lips contently and blinked blearily. He paused, as if remembering something, before burrowing his face back into Sesshoumaru's pillow with a smile, having forgotten the thought. He inhaled deeply and sighed happily.
Yawning with a little mewing sound, he yanked the covers out of Sesshoumaru's hand and pulled them up over his head. There, enclosed again in the warm, soft comforter, he curled back up and went to sleep, having not even realized Sesshoumaru standing over him.
"…" Sesshoumaru blinked. Had he really just been rejected from his own bed? Not quite believing it, he looked back down at the bed.
Yes.
There it was.
The small smiling, sleeping lump that had entirely ignored him.
Frowning, he reached out and pulled back the covers slightly for another look. (Not cuz he's naked… well, maybe). A mane of lavender hair greeted him. He pulled the covers down further, revealing the serene, oddly innocent face. The skin was smooth in sleep, a creamy hue that made Sesshoumaru want to lean over and kiss him. He did in fact, and was then greeted by Juuroumaru's cross look. Sesshoumaru laughed softly.
"Move over," he said huskily. Juuroumaru, growing more and more aware of his surroundings suddenly seemed to realize whom it was that was standing over him. His eyes widening and he scooted over, sitting up. He curled up with a mortified ecxpression, suddenly becoming aware of nakedness. Sesshoumaru tossed him a pair of silky looking pants but offered no shirt.
Blushing, Juuroumaru slipped them on as quickly as possible. All the while, Sesshoumaru was busy shaping the pillow to how he desired and smoothing out the covers. He slid into the bed beside Juuroumaru, who regarded him nervously. Sesshoumaru turned over on his side, looking almost thoughtfully at Juuroumaru.
"Come," he said softly, making a slight gesture with his clawed hand. Timidly, Juuroumaru came a little closer. Sesshoumaru made no move until Juuroumaru was but a few inches away, uncertainty clear in Juuroumaru's eyes. Sesshoumaru leaned over and hooked his arm around Juuroumaru, pulling him down beside him. Juuroumaru gasped but though he was surprised, he wasn't afraid. He relaxed a little in Sesshoumaru's grip, turning around in Sesshoumaru's embrace so that they were face to face.
Sesshoumaru smiled at the wonder, clearly printed across Juuroumaru's face. He leaned in and kissed the invitingly open mouth but refrained from pressing for more. Leaning back, he curled his pelt around Juuroumaru's waist and rested his chin atop the fine, silver violet hair. Juuroumaru buried his face in the pile of silver hair beneath Sesshoumaru's chin (not a beard). Sesshoumaru barely suppressed a purr when Juuroumaru began unintentionally nuzzling his neck. He breathed in the relaxing scent of Juuroumaru, kissing him on the head. They slept.
A/N- Juuroumaru's soo kawaii! ahahah, i used a japanese word. WOOT! sorry bout the long wait and the shortness of the chapter, but I thought this was a good ending point. WILL UPDATE SOON. thank you for the reviews.