Warning/Note: Pure fluff for this chapter. Luffy and Ace haven't started dating yet.
Ages: Ace is 19, Luffy is 16.
Everyday
CHAPTER 2: Went A Little Like This
Rolling over on his bed, Monkey D. Luffy moaned, his skin sticky from sweat.
The 16 year old liked warm weather; he really did, but sometimes it could be a little too much.
He didn't even have an air conditioner in his room; Ace had it, which totally wasn't fair, considering that Ace was weird, he was hardly here anymore, and he could deal with nights like these a lot better than Luffy could.
Rolling off of the bed, Luffy got to his feet and trudged to the room across from his. He knew Ace wouldn't mind, after all, today was the first time they had seen one another since Ace had left for college. He opened the door without knocking and was met with a cold blast of air. He didn't bother to contain his content sigh.
"What are you doing?" a familiar, sleepy voice murmured.
"It's too hot in my room," Luffy shut the door behind him and walked to the foot Ace's bed. The freckled college student was peering down at him, "move over."
"It's too hot to share a bed." Grumbled Ace, but he made room anyways.
Crawling in next to his best friend and making himself comfortable, Luffy responded with, "You have the air conditioner."
"S'not my fault you got yours taken away from you…" Ace and Luffy were face-to-face, Ace's arm resting on the pillow above the younger's head.
Luffy laughed his odd laugh and tucked his hands under his pillow, not breaking eye contact. "Missed you."
Luffy could see Ace's wide grin even in the dark. "Missed you too, idiot."
The two fell silent, the sound of the air conditioner being the only source of sound in the room. Feeling himself grow sleepy, Luffy willed himself to stay awake and shifted his body so he was hovering above Ace.
It was now or never and never was an option Luffy couldn't accept.
"Lu?" Ace cracked an eye open when he felt the movement next to him. Before he could do anything, soft, plump lips that he had had many dreams about in the past were on his. It was only for a second, but for Ace it felt like an eternity; an eternity he'd prefer never ending.
When Luffy moved away, a soft expression that Ace had never seen on him was on his face. His lips were curved up in the brightest, most sincere smile Ace had ever seen; his eyes were barely open and crinkled at edges.
Ace, however, was no longer hazy with sleep, his eyes wide, mouth gapping like a fish, and his cheeks a shade of red Luffy had never seen before.
Chuckling sleepily, Luffy placed his head back on the pillow, enjoying the cold air on his skin, and mumbled out, "You're cute," before falling asleep, a single thought running in his head:
It was going to be a fun summer.