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Grumpy and Gorgeous and Their Nightly Routines

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It was just after sunset over Richmond, the start of a quite peaceful and clear night. People were heading home from work or going out to the various pubs and restaurants, just going about normal like.

In a red and white brick townhouse in one of the posher neighborhoods, one Roy Kent, former footballer and current assistant coach for the Richmond Greyhounds was doing his level best to keep calm and not take multiple glances at clock on the kitchen wall as he moved about cooking up a storm. Clad in a tight t-shirt and jean in his go to color of black, Roy was grilling up a couple of steaks and sauteing some vegetables to go with it. He was expecting a very special guest this evening, and he wanted to make this meal a great one, even if said guest had assured him that Roy needn't trouble himself with anything fancy.

Roy obviously chose to enthusiastically go ahead and go a bit all out for dinner.

His guest was Jamie Tartt, his boyfriend of just a few days past three months after all. There had been plenty of special nights of clandestine dates about the more secluded parts of town and lazy afternoons spent in bed, but tonight was different, tonight would mark a milestone in their surprisingly solid romance.

Tonight would be the first time Jamie would be sleeping over, for real. They had not only lasted together for months, they were going strong enough to where they had reached the stage where Roy had been comfortable to suggest that Jamie stay over the next time they had a couple of rest days from training. Roy had gone about trying to put on an air of nonchalance but he was pretty sure Jamie hadn't been fooled in the least and seen how nervous Roy had been on the inside. Jamie had not only said yes to the idea, he had followed up his assent to Roy's invitation with a very enthusiastic snogging session in Roy's living room.

That had been a couple of weeks ago, and now the much anticipated night was upon Roy and Jamie.

Roy quickly refocused himself on making sure he didn't burn nothing, but as he flipped the steaks he had going, the curmudgeonly former midfielder allowed himself a small smile because it honest to God felt like butterflies in his stomach right now.

Meanwhile, just a few miles away in a modern yet cozy looking house in a quite neighborhood just a little ways from Nelson Road, Jamie Tartt hummed lightly to himself as he tucked his toothbrush and shaving kit into the overnight bag he had set at the foot of his pristinely made bed. He had his long on the top, shaved on the sides dark hair commed back but not gelled to high heaven. He was dressed casually in dark grey motorcycle jeans, a plain white t-shirt that may as well have been painted on, and a charcoal grey leather bomber jacket with black faux fur around the collar and three bands and buckles on each sleeve to stave off the crispness of the Autumn night outside. Around his neck hung a gleaming, spiral braided platinum chain with a pendant shaped like a little lightening bolt on it. It was a subtle birthday present from Roy that now Jamie was loath to ever take off. When his eyes went to some of the other items in his overnight bag, particularly a blue and red garment with a yellow collar, Jamie let out a small huff of laughter before a glance at the smartwatch on his wrist had him quickly zipping up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder before he turned off his bedroom lights. He headed downstairs and shimmied his feet into a pair of black and white classic Converse sneakers before he set the security alarm and cameras and headed out the door.

With a fluttering in his stomach that unknowingly matched the butterflies in Roy's stomach miles away, Jamie climbed into his sleek black Mercedes and headed off to close the distance that separated him from his scruffy, grumpy boyfriend.

As he sat behind the wheel, Jamie's mind drifted not for the first time to just how he and the great Roy Kent came to be. It had not been some sweeping, epic romantic moment like outta the countless romantic comedies ever made in history. It had simply started off with him and Roy being the last ones left at the club after a good day of training and Roy gruffly asking Jamie if he wanted to go get some kebabs with him from his favorite hole in the wall not to far from Nelson Road. Jamie had been starving and readily agreed.

What had followed was a wonderful evening tucked away in a private corner in the back of the tiny restaurant with Jamie listening to Roy recount some of the greatest moments from his long and storied career like winning the Champions League when he was with Chelsea FC, funny moments shared with former teammates, and the latest shenanigans the indomitable Phoebe had gotten herself into. It had just been really nice seeing his perpetually scowly former team captain turned coach not be so scowly.

It wasn't lost on anyone that on the rare occasion where Roy Kent smiled, even a little, it changed the entire dynamics of his face, everything lit up like the sun peaking out at dawn, hell the very Earth seemed to pause in its rotation for a moment. As he had sat across from Roy sharing a platter of chicken and beef kebabs, Jamie had felt his own heart stutter for a moment. He had quickly dismissed it as just the thrill of him and his childhood idol getting on after so much antagonism.

After dinner they had parted warmly, Jamie asking Roy to give his regards to both Phoebe and her mother. Roy had looked at him thoughtfully before giving one of his signature grunts. After that they had headed off to their respective cars. That had been the end of it, or so they had thought.

Just a few days later at training they had broke for lunch when something had possessed Jamie to ask Roy if he wanted to grab lunch with him, to which Roy simply grunted in his usual way and they had headed off to this little sandwich shop across the street from the club. Jamie had enjoyed a nice chicken caprese panini while Roy had wolfed down roast beef and onion on sour dough bread. They had talked about strategy for an away match that was coming up. Roy had given him pointers for improving his attack moves on defenders and Jamie had listened attentively. Even as they had eaten and talked the game, Jamie noticed Roy's dark eyes would periodically glance down to the lower half of his face, more specifically his lips. Jamie immediately dismissed it as nothing more than Roy, grandad that he was, was just looking to his lips to make out words. Once they were done with lunch they headed back to the club and training resumed as normal, Beard running everyone hard.

After that, more such shared meals followed to the point where they became something the two of them looked forward to having. Honestly Roy and him didn't exclusively have lunch with just each other, they had a whole gaggle of people they loved to spend time with, the Greyhound lads, the Diamond Dogs, Keeley and Rebecca, even Pearl the new AFC Greyhound and her owner Doug. Even though they had split more than half a year ago, Roy and Keeley had stayed friends, just like she and Jamie had. There was no shortage of good company, but they just always had time for each other too.

As he came to a stop at a red light, Jamie's mind turned to when everything had changed between him and Roy.

The turning point to their relationship came during a moment of vulnerability on Roy's part.

Three months ago they were back to training after coming to a dismal draw against Watford, Sam having scored the equalizer and kept them from jaws of defeat.

While Ted and Dani were ever their optimistic selves, everyone else seemed to have gotten lemon juice injected directly into their veins. None had been more so crotchety than Roy Kent as he had drilled everyone to the very limits of their abilities. Once they had broken for lunch Roy had made a hasty exit from the field. Jamie had followed at a respectable distance and seen Roy duck into the boot room. Thankfully Will was busy taking towels and water bottles off the team to head in himself just yet.

Jamie had slowly and cautiously approached the door to the boot room and peered in through the glass window. The sight that had greeted Jamie made that old, deep rooted guilt flare back up again. Roy had been in there, sitting on one of the benches attached to the racks for the kits, his face pinched in pain and his hands wrapped around his bad knee, massaging it. Jamie had not stood there and simply watched for long. He had stepped away to the medical office and asked for an item before he had gone back to the boot room and gathered his courage.

Jamie had opened the door and stepped in, Roy looking up with a snarl ready to unleash hell on who had dared to invade his privacy only to fall silent when he saw that it was Jamie fucking Tartt with a tub of pain cream in his hand and crushing guilt in his dark blue eyes. Jamie had wordlessly stepped forward till he was within arm's reach and held out his offering, his eyes averted. Roy had wordlessly reached out and taken the tub of cream, but instead of opening it to use on his busted knee, Roy had set it down beside him on the bench and then slowly pushed himself up onto his feet with a small grunt, his expression stony.

They were the same height, and yet Roy had seemed to loom over him with an air of dark foreboding. Jamie had expected anger and blame, a baleful reprimand for invading a personal moment. Instead Roy had done nothing, just stood there silent until Jamie let out a shaky breath and finally forced himself to look up and meet Roy's deep onyx gaze.

The next thing Jamie knew he was enveloped in warmth and a pair of lips were gently sealed over his own unsuspecting ones. For a moment Jamie had froze, his brain needing a moment to understand that he was being kissed soundly instead of getting yelled at. Then Jamie had felt his whole body seemingly sigh before he was raising his own arms and wrapping them around Roy's waist as he parted his lips against the older man's and kissed him back. His hands had trailed up and down Roy's powerful back before they had fisted lightly into the material of the Richmond tracksuit top the older man was wearing.

They had lost themselves in the taste and the feel of each other till the need for air had become too much to ignore. They had broken apart with a shared, soft gasp. Their pupils were blown, lips parted and glistening lightly, the feel of each other's warm breath ghosting over them. It was Roy who had finally spoken.

" Not mad at you, never fucking blamed you. Do you understand Jamie?" He had whispered softly, his dark eyes holding no room for argument.

Jamie had only been able to nod before Roy had leaned in and pressed their foreheads together. The last time they had done so, it had been so hate-filled, so angry and savage... just hellish. This moment, this quietly charged moment had been something close to heaven instead as they had gazed at each other while the rest of the world faded to the far background.

They had breathed and they had simply been in each other's arms, and then the rest of the world reminded them that it would not and could not be ignored for long as a loud bang from outside coupled several distant raucous voices reminded them that they were standing in the middle of one of the boot rooms of a crowded football club.

They had slowly unwound their arms from each other and each taken a step back, the feeling of utter coldness at the loss of each other near overwhelming. They were both stunned, they were both yearning but there was nothing more they could have done at that moment but take each other's leave with Roy quietly telling Jamie to go have lunch and Jamie telling Roy to use the pain cream.

Just like the real world refused to be ignored in that moment months ago, it refused so yet again as Jamie was jolted from his contemplation by the jarring blare of a car horn behind him.

Quickly shaking off the shock, Jamie felt a smile curve up the corners of his lips as he pressed his foot to the gas and drove forward.

He had best hurry, his grumpy furry man was waiting.

Back at Roy's, said man had just finished putting the fully cooked vegetables on the two white plates they would be using for the evening when his ringtone sounded from the kitchen island. Roy reached over and picked it up, a small smile coming to his lips when he saw the caller ID, it was his sister Sarah.

" Hey Sis." Roy greeted.

" Hey Roy, has your human tart arrived yet?" Sarah greeted and asked in turn with a teasing chuckle.

" Oi he don't fucking belong to me like that, and no he has not yet arrived. Just puttin' the final touches on dinner." Roy said with mock annoyance, though it had sent a small thrill through him at the thought of Jamie being "his".

" Oh, what'd you make him?" Sarah asked eagerly.

" Nothin' fancy, just a couple of steaks and some veg to go with it." Roy replied.

" Nothin' fancy he says, when steak is one the best meals you can pull off brother mine." Sarah said with a good-natured scoff.

Roy allowed himself a coy little smile and an eye-roll his sister couldn't even see before he spoke.

" Did you call just to see if Jamie were here yet or did you need me to watch Phoebe?" He asked gruffly.

" Honestly did want to see if your actual serious boyfriend had arrived, but hey, if you and him are free tomorrow, come over to mine tomorrow, I am off so me and Phoebe can make you guys lunch." Sarah replied, sounding eager.

" I'll ask him once he's here since we got a couple of rest days before we head back to training. Knowing you, it's gonna be me making lunch, you have literally burned salad sister mine." Roy said with some disbelief still at the memory of that particular incident.

" Oi come off it that was one time and I forgot the stove was lit!" Sarah exclaimed before she and Roy shared a chuckle.

Then the doorbell chimes, and Roy felt his heart instantly speed up with excitement as he eagerly spun around.

" I gotta go sis, I will let you know if we're coming over tomorrow." Roy said as he started heading towards the front door.

" Just don't fall over yourself to get to the door, he's not going to vanish into thin air. Have a great night Roy, see you guys tomorrow hopefully." Sarah said with a smile evident in her voice.

" Thanks Sarah, give Pheebs a kiss for me. Night." Roy said by way of parting before he hit the 'end' button on the call.

Roy slowed down halfway to the door, both to keep his bad knee from acting up and to get a hold of himself. There was no need to rush, he would play it cool. Roy made the rest of the way at a more sedate pace and wrapped his hand around the doorknob to pull it open. The door swung away to reveal Jamie Tartt with a rather quiet smile on his face but a joyful gleam in his dark blue eyes, dressed in a more low-key version of his signature style with that striking jacket he had on, a matte black canvas overnight bag slung over his shoulder.

For a moment the couple simply stared, taking each other in before a warm eyed Roy stepped aside in wordless invitation. With his smile turning into a full grin, Jamie playfully hopped his way over the threshold into Roy's house, his boyfriend shutting the door once he was through.

Then they were on each other, lips coming together in a deep kiss while arms wrapped around each other tightly. Roy blinding reached for the strap of Jamie's bag and pulled it off Jamie's shoulder. He eased it to the floor with a light thud before he pulled Jamie in even closer, earning a low rumble of approval from his boyfriend. They drew back several long moments later, their foreheads staying pressed together as they just breathed for a moment in an almost hallowed near silence. It was Jamie who finally spoke, their eyes riveted to each other.

" Hiya Grumpy." He murmured softly with a winning smile that only grew when Roy grinned back at him unashamedly.

" Hi Gorgeous." Roy replied just as softly, eliciting a chuckle from Jamie in turn.

" C'mon then." Roy said with eagerness washing over him as he reached out and took Jamie's hand in his, his other hand reaching for the strap of Jamie's bag.

Jamie knew better than to protest as he let Roy take his bag from him and focused instead on bringing his and Roy's entwined hands up to his lips to press a kiss to the back of Roy's. Roy rolled his eyes in mock exasperation, secretly deeply touched by Jamie's gesture before he gave Jamie a playful tug to walk with him as they headed further into Roy's house. They paused for a moment for Jamie to shed his jacket and hang it up on the coat Roy kept by the door before proceeding.

The moment they'd made it to Roy's living room, Jamie caught the absolutely delicious aromas emanating from the kitchen.

" That smells absolutely amazing Roy, but you didn't need to go all out. Been here plenty of times." Jamie said with mild exasperation as Roy gently set his bag down on the plush gray sofa.

" Course you been here plenty of times, but tonight's the night you're stayin' over for real. Momentous occasion that, so momentous dinner to go with. No ifs, ands, or buts." Roy replied with a firm squeeze of Jamie's hand and a look of mock sterness directed his boyfriend's way.

Jamie ducked his head for a second, a shy smile to his lips before he looked up at Roy and spoke.

" Thanks Roy, I really appreciate it." He said quietly, with full, utmost sincerity, the "and you" at the end implied but crystal clear.

" You're welcome Jamie, happy to do it. Now enough with the Ted Lassoism, I am gonna go finish preparing everythin so you go ahead and get settled, like take you bag upstairs and wash up yeah?" Roy said by way of getting past the whole emotionally charged atmosphere they'd drifted into.

" Yeah, but before I do I got somethin' for you." Jamie said as he let go of Roy's hand with a moment's reluctance and stepped over to his bag.

Roy watched as Jamie unzipped it and rifled about inside it before pulling out a sleek, black hued wine bottle. Jamie turned to Roy and held the bottle out to him as he spoke.

" I ain't much for drinkin' but I know you love reds so I went lookin' for somethin' nice for tonight. I hope this is okay?" Jamie asked, characteristically unsure.

Roy found his distinctive eyebrows climbing out his forehead when he read the label and date on the bottle. Not only had Jamie foregone his own comfort regarding alcohol, he had went and got him some of the best in town.

" Okay? This is fuckin' fantastic! I already had somethin' to go with dinner but this is the shit!" Roy said with a grin before he reached out and cupped the side of Jamie's neck and waited for his boyfriend to meet his gaze as he spoke.

" I got you a bottle of that Elderflower fizzy lemonade you liked so much after Phoebe got you to try it, so we can crack 'em both open when we eat." He said warmly.

" Sounds great." Jamie said with another bright grin before he picked up his bag.

" Be right back." Jamie said, giving Roy a quick peck on the lips before he headed upstairs to stow his bag in Roy's bedroom and freshen up like Roy suggested.

Roy watched Jamie go, quashing down the irrational urge to just run after him and pull him back into his arms, before he turned and headed into the kitchen to finish plating everything up and getting Jamie's gift open. Upstairs Jamie headed down the hallway to the very end into Roy's bedroom. Jamie smiled as he entered the most private part of Roy's place.

The room had high white ceilings, the walls were painted a soft charcoal gray and there were dozens of silver framed pictures of family and friends, and football posters adorning them. He had black and dark brown framed furniture about the room and at the center was a queen sized bed with a shiny black leather upholstered headboard. White sheets and a light gray seersucker comforter and matching pillows finished out the ensemble. A few feet away by the window was a blue yoga mat and a couple of those blue boxes they use to help out with positions.

Jamie set his bag down on the floor by the foot of Roy's bed and then went ahead and sank down onto said bed. He let out a small sigh and allowed himself a moment to be thoughtful. If anyone had told him just a year ago that he would end up here, happily in a real and deeply romantic relationship with Roy fucking Kent, he would have thought them batshit, drunk off their gourds, completely out of touch with reality. Yet here he was, Roy Kent was his boyfriend of three months and he was going to be spending his first official night with him tonight.

Jamie let out a small chuckle before he shook himself and rose from his seat on Roy's bed. He ducked into Roy's en suite bathroom to freshen up. He stood out starkly against the black and grey tiles and walls as he stood in front of the matte grey granite sink. He washed his hands and slashed a little water onto his face before drying with one of the soft white towels Roy kept on a little ring-shaped holder. He took a moment to gaze at himself in the mirror.

He looked fine and still like himself. His hair was combed back and shaved stylishly on the sides, his racing stripe over his eyebrow had softened slightly, and he was dressed without his usual gaudiness because there was no need to be "Jamie Tartt Gifted AFC Richmond Greyhound Footballer #9 and Prince of Pricks", right now he was just Jamie Tartt who lived in Richmond and loved Roy Kent.

Jamie felt his heard give a deep thud against his chest at that, a smile coming to his face because yes, yes he loved Roy Kent.

Always kinda did if he were honest, when he were growing up in Manchester and even when things had been so bad between them when he had first started at Richmond and Roy were still Captain.

Jamie quickly shook himself out of his musings and with a final glance at himself, he hurried out of Roy's bedroom and eagerly made his way back up the hallway to the stairs. Much like Roy had done upon his arrival, Jamie reigned himself in and made his way down the stairs at a more sedate pace with an air of casualness about him. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, Jamie took another deep breath and let his eyes drift shut as he caught the magnificently delicious aromas that were now filling the air in full. With a low rumble of his stomach and a chuckle, Jamie made his way through Roy's living room and into the kitchen.

" Oh wow." Jamie said in open wonder at the sight the greeted him once he was across the kitchen and into the attached dining area.

Roy's dining table was a simple but elegant shiny mahogany rectangular number with lightly carved legs and six matching chairs. Two white plates with absolutely mouthwatering looking steak and vegetables were situated at either ends of the table, accompanied by a large bowl of salad, a basket of fresh bread, crystal wine glasses with spiral stems, and gleaming silver cutlery. At the center of the table were a trio of thick white candles in a stylish silver handle holder, giving the dimmed area a soft glow.

" You like it then?" A familiar, deep voice rumbled from behind Jamie as he felt large, strong hands settle on his hips.

Jamie barely suppressed a shiver at the touch before he turned his neck to meet Roy's warm dark eyes.

" You've outdone yourself Roy. Absolutely love all of it." Jamie said with a bright grin as he reached up and gripped Roy's wrists to pull the older man's hands off his hips. Jamie took a small step back to press up against Roy, while he wrapped Roy's arms around his waist properly. He rubbed at those hairy forearms and let out a breathy little laugh as Roy rumbled in approval and pressed several kisses to the side of his neck.

They stood like that for several moments before they finally disentangled themselves and made their way to the table. Jamie ushered Roy to the head of the table and pulled out his chair for him, earning a quirk of a signature dark brow. Jamie just snorted and sent Roy an impish grin as the older man obliged and took his seat.

Jamie then made his way over to the other end of the table and moved to sit down only he stopped in his tracks and frowned.

" Whas' wrong Jamie?" Roy asked with his brow knitting together.

Jamie turned and gave Roy a thoughtful look before he smiled and then reached over to his plate and cutlery and promptly slid everything up the table to the chair closest to Roy on his right side. Roy didn't bother hiding his own grin at Jamie's antics as he watched his boyfriend slide over his wine glass, the salad, the bread basket, and the candle holder so that everything was closer to Roy's side.

" There, much betta." Jamie said with a self-satisfied look on his face as he sat down beside Roy.

" Alright, alright I'll agree with ya there. Now do you fancy a bit of wine?" Roy asked as he picked up the sleek black bottle Jamie had presented him earlier.

" Yeah, I'll have a bit, curious how it tastes with everythin'" Jamie agreed with a nod.

Roy poured about an 8th of the rich, dark red wine into Jamie's glass and then poured himself half a glass.

" Cheers." They said in perfect sync, chuckling as they lightly clinked their glasses together.

Jamie followed Roy's lead, sniffing at the wine first before taking a sip.

" You picked a great one Gorgeous." Roy said after his sip, sending Jamie a proud look that actually had the striker's cheeks coloring a bit.

" Thanks Grumpy, don't really mind this meself." Jamie agreed with a smile.

They then finally got to digging in to the meal Roy had made. From the very first bite of steak, Jamie let out this fully obscene moan of pleasure that had Roy's mouth going a bit dry and his body feeling inflamed all over. Roy quashed down the urge to just pounce on Jamie right then and there and instead focused on enjoying his dinner and engaging in whatever Jamie wanted to converse about.

Naturally they talked about football, how training had gone really well this past week, including a really funny incident on the field where Colin had scored a beautiful goal with a flying kick but instead of falling back down to earth, he's landed right in the arms of captain Isaac. Isaac had looked stunned for maybe a millisecond before just going with the flow and spinning around with Colin in his arms bridal-style, Colin in turn gaffawing and wrapping his arms around Isaac's neck to hold on for the ride. Everyone had ended up in proper stitches by the end of it, even Coach Beard allowing himself a genuine smile before Isaac had finally set Colin down, everyone gathering around him to congratulate him on the spectacular practice goal, and then they had gotten back to practice.

Soon Roy and Jamie's plates were wiped clean, while the salad and bread were greatly diminished along with the bottle of Jamie's wine and the bottle of elderflower fizzy lemonade Roy had gotten for him.

" Man that was fucking fantastic Roy, totally stuffed!" Jamie said as he languidly stretched in his seat and patted his still perfectly flat stomach.

" Glad you enjoyed it Jamie, but if you are so stuffed maybe you don't got room for dessert." Roy said teasingly.

His grin widened as Jamie sat bold upright and gave Roy his most outraged and scandalized look.

" The fuck I don't have room for dessert! What are we havin?" Jamie demanded, he corner of his lip twitching as he fought back a smile.

Roy leaned in with a smirk, Jamie doing the same till they were just a few inches apart as he spoke.

" Chocolate and strawberry Tart from Hummingbird's. You're fav-mmph." Roy's rumble was cut off by Jamie's lips against his in a sound, soul-searing kiss. Roy wholeheartedly responded in kind.

They would get to the strawberry and chocolate tart in Roy's fridge eventually.

A good long while later...

Roy and Jamie both laughed out-loud as they watched Kermit the Frog's antics on the tele. The rest of the house was dim while they sat together in the living room, Roy tucked into Jamie's side with the latter's arm wrapped snug around him. Dessert had been thoroughly enjoyed, but they had had enough self control to only devour half and leave the rest for tomorrow. Jamie had enthusiastically taken on clearing the table and washing everything, basically ordering Roy out of his own kitchen to pick something out to watch on the tele. Roy had obliged him. Now here they were watching an old muppets movie and absolutely loving it.

The shared love of anything involving the Muppets was something unexpectedly discovered between them after they had gotten together and one day Roy had discovered Jamie watching clips on his phone when they had met up for lunch in the canteen. Honestly it just made Roy love Jamie even more, the way his dark blue eyes would totally light up at the sight of Gonzo or Miss Piggy. Roy had even preened with pride when Jamie said he would win in a competition with Sam Eagle for most epic eyebrows.

Roy looked up when he felt Jamie rest his cheek over the top of his head and nuzzle him lightly.

" You tired?" He asked quietly.

" Nah, still wanna watch the rest of this movie. Also really glad you're usin' tha' new conditioner I told ya about." Jamie said as he promptly buried his nose into Roy's dark, close-cut curls and took a deep breath, earning a rumble chuckle from Roy.

" It were a good suggestion. Don't smell like tha' fruity shit I seen in the store and my hair's never felt better." Roy agreed before he remembered Sarah's call from earlier.

" Oi Jamie, before you got here Sarah called, she wanted to know if we could come over to her and Phoebe's tomorrow for lunch. You down for it?" Roy asked.

" Yeah, definitely wanna see the Kent ladies, although I get the feelin' it's gonna be you who ends up makin' us lunch." Jamie said with a knowing look down at Roy.

" That's what I told her." Roy said with a snort as Jamie chuckled and nodded.

So tomorrow's plans were set and the refocused on the wonderful movie that was playing.

Hours passed filled with laughter, quiet comments on the brilliance of Gonzo and company, and a few chaste kisses shared between commercial breaks. By the time the end credits started rolling it had just struck 11:00PM.

Jamie waited by the stairs while Roy dimmed the lights and tidied up a bit before he went over to the wall by the door and punched in his security code. Roy joined Jamie at the stairs and look his hand, the two of them sharing a smile as the former captain turned football coach then led his boyfriend up the stairs. When they reached Roy's bedroom, Jamie wasted no time as he practically pounced on Roy and started shuffling them towards Roy's bathroom, his intent clear. Roy's deep, rumbling chuckles echoed through the whole room before they made it over the threshold of the bathroom and Jamie shut the door behind them.

What followed was a very long and sensuous shower. They made gentle love, and then after Roy washed Jamie's hair while Jamie scrubbed at Roy's back for him in turn. They left their clothes in the hamper once they emerged from the bathroom with only in the big fluffy white towels Roy kept around their waists.

Roy made his way over to his black wood double dresser by the far wall to rifle about and find some sleeping pants for himself, while Jamie went to his bag to pull out his sleep ware with a grin on his face. With his back turned, Roy didn't see what Jamie had pulled out. Once he had found some simple black sleep pants and donned them, Roy turned around to ask Jamie which side he wanted to sleep on but the words died in his throat. Jamie had his back to him now as he was pulling on his own sleep pants, but over his torso was a familiar bright blue jersey with a yellow collar. What had Roy freezing in place was what was written across the back. In bold yellow block letters in an arch across the back was the name "Kent" and underneath it was the number 6. To top it all off, as Jamie stood up fully Roy could see that he had just pulled on a pair of black sleep pants with Cookie Monster's signature blue hued face and his favorite chocolate chip cookies all over them.

Roy was across the room in no time. Jamie's loud, jovial laugh echoed through the bedroom as Roy whirled him around and into his arms.

" Nice shirt you got there Tartt, pants too." Roy growled before he set to work practically gnawing on Jamie's neck and throat.

" Oh!" Jamie cried at a particularly hard nip to his jugular before he giggled and tucked his own face into Roy's neck wrapped his arms around his man as he spoke.

" Knew you'd like the combo. Really do like wearin' your name." Jamie said with his voice growing raspy.

" You wear it every night then?" Roy asked against Jamie's ear as he carded a hand through Jamie's still slightly damp hair.

Jamie was quiet for a moment, as though contemplating his answer before he took a deep breath and drew back a little so that he could look Roy in the eyes as he spoke.

" Most nights yeah, even when we hated each other after I came to Richmond on loan." Jamie admitted shyly.

That had the smile leaving Roy's face for a moment, the reminder of how absolutely dismal and appalling way their relationship had started out. Yet it was still humbling to know that Jamie were still his fan, even then. They had already shared apologies for their mutual pigheadedness back then, reminders still had a way of cropping up though, as it had done now.

With a shake of his head, Roy reached up and hooked his hand around the back of Jamie's head and pulled him back fully into his arms, pressing several gentle kisses to his temple before he spoke into his ear again.

" You look fit, you look gorgeous with my name on you. I might just have to go ahead and get me one of your jerseys just to be fair." Roy said, delighted when Jamie laughed brightly and nodded against his shoulder.

" That'd be fuckin' brilliant." Jamie agreed as he pressed a kiss to Roy's jaw.

They drew back from each other reluctantly and then headed back into the bathroom to go about the rest of their nightly routines. Roy went about brushing his teeth and flossing while Jamie unpacked his nightly skincare routine which was surprisingly not some 100 step process. Jamie went about exfoliating, cleansing, putting on some toner, eye cream, and vitamin c serum, and finishing up with a moisturizing night cream and that was it. Only took about fifteen minutes.

Jamie sent Roy a look of suggestion only for Roy to shake his head and roll his eyes as he gestured for Jamie to hand him some of his moisturizer that honestly did feel heavenly against his face. Once they were well and truly done in the bathroom they shuffled out back into Roy's bedroom.

" Gonna do a little yoga before I turn in, you can turn on the tele if you want. I won't me long." Roy said as he gestured for Jamie to take the bed while he made his way over to the mat he kept by the window.

" Nah, no tele. I got me phone, I'll keep things quiet for ya." Jamie said as he made his way over to Roy's bed and sat up against the headboard, his eyes instantly zeroing in on Roy.

Roy sat on his knees and breathed in deep. He could already feel himself calm and relax. With a deep exhale Roy began his routine, placing his hands in front of him and sliding all the way down til his forehead touched the mat. A light rustling and movement beside him had Roy turning his head. Roy felt himself freeze for a second before a slow smile spread across his face as he saw Jamie kneeling beside him in the same pose. Without any prompting, Jamie had joined him. Roy raised his head to get a better look at Jamie's form as he spoke.

" Point your toes a little more, you'll feel more of a stretch in your legs." Roy instructed.

He watched as Jamie wordlessly did as he said and sighed deep.

" Oh yeah, can feel it stretchin'." Jamie said from behind his arm.

" Alright then, three deep breaths in and out and then you sit back up." Roy instructed further.

A few moments later they sat back up in near perfect unison and Roy continued to instruct Jamie on how to follow along. Roy kept it simple, only doing moves he knew Jamie would be able to pull off because while he was a world-class athlete with a wonderful degree of limberness to his body, he was by no means a yoga enthusiast like Roy himself was. The whole routine took about ten minutes and ended with the two of them pushing themselves up from this plank-like stretch back onto their knees. Three deep breaths later they were done and Roy was pulling Jamie up onto his feel with him.

Roy wrapped his arms around Jamie's waist, pulling him in close and smiling at him fondly as he spoke.

" You feel good and relaxed?" He asked as Jamie placed his hands on his bare chest and looked back at him with his dark blue eyes hooded.

" Yeah, felt really nice. Liked followin' along with ya and everythin'." Jamie said, even his voice lower and quieter. He was completely mellowed out.

It was clear to Roy that he had best get his boyfriend to bed.

" Which side would you like to sleep on?" Roy asked as he slowly walked backwards while keeping his arms wrapped around Jamie.

" Don't matta, long as yer there." Jamie murmured against Roy's neck, earning another full smile from Roy as he nodded.

" Alright then, climb in love." Roy said as he unwound himself from Jamie and pulled back the covers.

Jamie hummed and did as Roy said, climbing under the covers and shifting over to make room for Roy. Jamie lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression on his face, while Roy still stood, not bothering to stifle a yawn as he shuffled about, grabbing his and Jamie's phones and putting them on multiple phone charging station on one of the beside tables Roy kept on either side of his bed. Ted had gotten it for him as an anniversary present for when he had finally decided to become a coach for Richmond. Once that was done, Roy went about shutting of the lights until only the two lamps on the beside tables remained.

He made his way back around and climbed in beside Jamie, who turned his head to face him only to pause as his eyes fell on something just past Roy, on the other bedside table. Roy turned his head to see what Jamie was looking at and found his face warming up a little when he saw that it was the latest addition to his collection of pictures throughout the room.

In a gleaming 6 by 8 silver picture frame with little footballs engraved in the middle around the border was a black and white picture of the two of them together. It had been a selfie Jamie had taken of him and Roy while they had been out on one of their clandestine dates one afternoon in Richmond, a walk in the park after a shared lunch. Jamie had pulled out his phone in a moment where no one else had been around, pulled Roy in close to where they were cheek to cheek and smiling and snapped off the shot before they had resumed a respectable distance and continued walking. Jamie had simply saved it to his phone and sent Roy a copy and thought nothing more of it.

Now seeing how Roy had gone so far as to make it black and white and have it developed and framed, Jamie pushed himself up into a sitting position and reached for Roy, taking the older man's face into his hands as he spoke.

" I love it." He said softly before he leaned in and pressed a deep kiss to Roy's lips, his boyfriend kissing him back and wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

When they drew back, Jamie kept his face close as he spoke.

" I am proud to be with you Roy Kent, no matta what." Jamie said, watching as Roy's eyes widened at his words as he tightened his arm around him as he continued.

" We'll both be ready for the rest of the world some day yeah?" Jamie asked quietly.

" Yeah Jamie, we will and I am just as proud to be with you as you truly are now. You might still be the Prince of All Pricks when it is appropriate, but beneath it all you really are a very good lad just like your mum wanted you to be." Roy said, watching as Jamie's eyes immediately grew over bright at the mere mention of his dear mother.

" T-Thanks Grumpy." Jamie whispered, his voice sounding a bit tight as he did is best to stay composed.

" You're most welcome Gorgeous, now let's get to sleep yeah?" Roy said with a warm smile as Jamie nodded wordlessly and shifted away from Roy to reach for the bedside table on his side.

Roy twisted around to do the same with the lamp on his side, finally plunging his bedroom into darkness with only a little bit of moonlight streaming in through the windows, allowing a soft, pale blue glow about the place.

Roy lowered himself onto his side and shifted closer till he was pressed up against Jamie's back, spooning him and snaking his arm under Jamie's pillow as he got comfortable. Jamie sighed deeply and reveled in the feel of Roy's solid presence at his back. He turned halfway to look at Roy over his shoulder, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment when the older man reached up to card his other hand through his dark hair. They came together in a final, deep kiss before Jamie turned back around and settled in. Roy ran his hand over Jamie's shoulder, then down his ribcage and side before snaking his hand under the hem of Jamie's jersey sleeping shirt.

Jamie let out a low hum of approval as he felt Roy's hand trail up his stomach to his chest and cupped one of his pecs. It was a seductive, possessive gesture that no one had ever done before and absolutely had heat pooling in Jamie's stomach, but he quickly quashed it down. Now was the time for sleeping, and that's just what they would do. Besides it would just motivate him to give Roy a fantastic wake up call come morning. Jamie reached up and covered Roy's hand over his jersey and finally let his eyes fall shut as he drifted off.

Roy smiled as he felt Jamie go completely slack against him. Roy leaned in and pressed a final kiss to the back of Jamie's neck before he shut his eyes and sighed deeply. He was out too within moments.

Entwined together, they would stay the whole night.

The End

Special Shoutout Once again to Cuppachar on Tumblr for this prompt:

For any Roy/Jaime fic: It's the first time Roy and Jaime are sharing bed, just to sleep. Each is curious about the others nightly rituals. Roy likes to do yoga while Jaime has this multi-step skin care routine. Surprisingly it's Roy who likes to sleep in the nude while Jaime's got these cute novelty PJs. Roy of course coaxes Jaime into forgoing the PJs. They enjoy intimate caresses and kisses before they drift off together. Maybe that's the night they realize they are the one for each other.