Word Count: 196
Title: Dream
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea.
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The boy woke up again from his deep slumber, vision blurry from sleep.
He felt the warm skin against his cheek and could vaguely make out the form of a peacefully sleeping archer, face still stoic as ever, just a small relaxedness around his lips and eyes.
The boy smiled when he felt the arm around his back tighten the smallest bit.
He felt the callused palms on his bare arm, the defined muscles of the archer's biceps, the way he fit perfectly in the small semi-circle the other's body had made for him.
The boy's thoughts were relatively blank as he replayed last nights events.
He felt the mounding tension between them for days, and it finally boiled over, the boy demanding an answer, the archer showing him through actions, the way their bodies melded explaining all the rest.
This was right, this was true.
This is what they need, this is what had grew.
Watanuki's eyes began to drift closed again and he relaxed more into Doumeki's side.
"Please don't let this be a dream." He thought as he drifted off into bliss against his finally lover. "Even if its my dream come true."
