Prompt- "We're SOL either way." AU
Characters- Rasputin Guseinev and Houston.
Pairings-
Houston/Ransom- Hansom
Word Count- 300
(GOA)
"Houston, wake up." Ransom said, shaking his boyfriend awake. Houston groaned and turned away from him. "Go away, Ran. Let me sleep in. There's no school today."
Ransom rolls his eyes and went to the other side of the bed. He leaned in close to Houston's head and whisper, "Do you know what day it is?"
Houston glared one eye at him in a disgruntled manner, who grins in victory at that. "Okay, enlighten me. What day is it today?"
"November eighth." Ransom said. Houston raised an eyebrow, not knowing what he's talking about at all. Ransom flicks his ear. "Election day."
"Ah. Who are you voting for?" Houston asks.
"Clinton. I don't like Trump at all." Ransom answered. "Who are you voting for?"
"Neither." Houston sighing, wanting this conversation to be over, so he can go back to sleep.
"You can't choose ne-" Ransom was saying before Houston grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulling him closer.
Houston's eyes bores into his as he says quietly, "Is this conversation gonna go anywhere? 'Cause if not, I would love to go back to bed."
"But...you're already in bed." Ransom pointed out. Houston glares at him before wrapping an arm around the other's waist and tugging him down on the bed, forcing him to lay next to him.
Houston kisses him for a few seconds before closing his eyes to fall back asleep. "Sleep, Ran."
Ransom rolled his eyes at his boyfriend's behavior before cuddling into his side. "Who do you think is going to win?"
"Huh?" Houston grunted, on the verge of sleep.
"The election. Clinton or Trump?" Ransom asks.
"Doesn't matter. We're SOL either way and we're stuck with them for the next four years."