Movie Night

"Mako-chan?"

The lump under the blankets didn't move.

"I turned off the movie. You can come out now."

Makoto shook his head violently.

"I don't think a blanket would stop a serial killer, Mako-chan."

There was a squeak of pure terror from beneath the blanket, but nothing else.

Nagisa sighed. Finding an edge, he tugged it up and leaped, landing squarely on his boyfriend and knocking the wind out of them both.

"If you won't come out," panted Nagisa. "I'll just have to come in."

Judging by the way that Makoto pulled him close, that was perfectly fine.