A comfortable silence seemed absolutely perfect in the current dilemma. Elliot Knight, in his usual attire of his dirty, old tank top and loose pyjama shorts, was tenderly cradling a fast asleep Seymour Smith (in a pastel green hoodie and light blue cropped jeans yet also without his useful helmet) in his lanky arms bridal style- with Jinx awkwardly looking away from across of them. Kyd Wykkyd himself was sitting comfortably on the large sofa, smiling lovingly as Seemore mumbled incoherently, snuggling closely. Seymour looked absolutely adorable as Elliot stared admiringly, before laying Seemore onto his own lap instead, gently pulling away his pale arms. With a small laugh, Kyd leaned down slowly and delicately kissed the tip of Seymour's nose, eliciting a small snuffle from the other one. Elliot sighed lovingly as his amber eyes conspicuously traced along Seymour's elfin, petite frame, his cutely small, skinny physique and his adorable, even freckled face. How could anyone be so perfect? So unfair. Tenderly, Kyd caressed Seemore's blushing cheek before relaxedly pressing Seemore's limp body into his own muscled torso delicately, softly resting one of his two hands on Seymour's smaller back, the other through his thick, lustrous coils of dark hair. Elliot hummed pleasedly, gently kissing Seemore's neck before admiringly watching Seymour smile blushily amidst his deep sleep, mumbling softly. Kyd's already immensely warmed up heart swelled, much too distracted to see Jinx raise her eyebrows curiously.
"You are very… gentle with him,"she noted confusedly.
Elliot looked around harshly, glowering unpleasantly as he snapped dangerously,"Of course. But I don't mind not being gentle with you!"
"Yes. I know. It's like you have two personalities. It's kinda weird,"she admitted skittishly.
"Why do you care? I don't care,"he snarled frighteningly.
She flinched slightly but continued daringly,"Why? I can't figure you out. And before you threaten me, Seemore told me that you don't mean what you say."
Kyd stiffened frustratedly, glaring momentarily at the cute, sleeping boy before softening weakly. How could he ever stay vexed with him? Elliot reluctantly looked away to instead snarl viciously at Jinx,"Pfft, do you really believe that cinnamon roll? He doesn't know what he's talking about."
"...He's your boyfriend. And to be honest, I woulda thought that you two were married,"Jinx said awkwardly.
"Ugh, he- we bro-,"Kyd stammered desperately.
"-broke up?,"she finished mockingly,"Really? Then why are you literally cradling Seemore in your arms?"
Elliot snapped feebly,"Hey! If he woke up right now, it's not like I'd race over to-"
"Honey?,"came the sleepy stirrings from a dopily smiling Seymour Smith.
Immediately, Kyd looked down at his smaller boyfriend, beaming exhilaratedly as he gently shifted Seemore into his lanky arms in bridal style yet again. Seymour giggled sweetly, tenderly resting his own hands on the nape of Kyd's neck, pulling Elliot closer lovingly. Kyd hummed contentedly, bringing the half asleep boy closer too, squeezing Seemore delicately as though Elliot thought the world of him. Seymour laughed sleepily and moved his smaller hands yet again- he gently situated his hands instead on Kyd's willowy chest, wearily seeing Elliot blush profusely with a wide smile.
Weakly, Seemore buried his blushing face into Kyd's broader shoulder, hugging him tightly. Elliot cradled him tenderly, pleasedly rocking Seymour back to sleep. After all, Seemore had had a very exhausting mission before and dearly required rest, so he wouldn't act so drunken, weak and delirious as initially.
Jinx stifled victorious laughter, seeing Kyd stiffen irritatedly.
"Right, then that was good not racing over to see him," she snickered triumphantly.
"Ugh no!,"Elliot objected exasperatedly, scowling furiously,"Say another word and-"
"Honey... I... love... you,"Seemore mumbled dreamily in his slumberous sleep.
Kyd opened his mouth momentarily before Jinx abruptly interrupted, sneering excitedly,"Hey Seemore, what do you think Kyd is doing right now?"
Elliot raised his eyebrow sceptically, frowning bemusedly. Jinx tittered suspiciously, pink slitted eyes alight with malicious amusement. They delved into a small silence before Seymour quivered momentarily, comfortably scooting closer to Kyd's lissom torso and squeezing lovingly, before mumbling something incoherently into Elliot's chest. Elliot softened admiringly, though he stiffened warily as Jinx repeated her strange question to the poor sleeping boy. Kyd huffed irritatedly, leering uncertainly at her as he protectively held Seemore closer, his fingers curling around him defensively. However, a small silence remained and-
"He- he protects me,"Seemore muttered almost incoherently.
Elliot stunnedly looked at his smaller boyfriend- only to find him still fast asleep. He blinked surprisedly before blushing profusely, biting his pale lip from smiling broadly. He felt his warmed up heart swell with proud pleasure: Seymour actually believed that? Actually thought that? Kyd leaned in swiftly and lightly kissed Seemore's blushing cheek, delicately squeezing Seymour's scrawny frame into him. Jinx grinned entertainedly.
"Seemore, how much do you love him?,"she sniggered anticpatedly.
"Lo-lots,"Seemore mumbled meekly, before humming weakly.
"O-oh. I never knew he would say that sorta stuff even when he's… sleeping… God, I-I love him,"Elliot admitted breathlessly, yet also blushily.
"See? That isn't what I call broken up,"Jinx sneered victoriously, sauntering away pleasedly.
Subsequently, Kyd scowled sourly at the back of her slim, lissom frame only to then soften as Seymour shuffled comfortably, lovingly burying himself into Elliot. Okay, Kyd would most certainly be talking about this. Soon, Elliot squished an exhausted Seemore into him, gently peppering him with soft, small kisses.
By the late afternoon, Seymour Smith finally stirred, having had the most pleasant sleep he had had for ever such a long time. He gazed up yearning his beautiful boyfriend and was given no small warning before Elliot Knight pulled him eagerly into a soft kiss. Eventually, they peeled away reluctantly, Seemore dreamily smiling with both immense pleasure and baffled confusion. Why was Kyd Wykkyd looking so elated, proud and just overall exhilarated so simultaneously? The smaller boy's taller partner soon answered his curious wonders.
"Cos you love me. And I love you, God, so much."
And with that, they keenly fell into another tender kiss.