spiced-rain:
Basil sighs as the other pulled him back into bed, almost groaning a bit because temptation but also needing to get up. He expected this from Enma though. Enma wasn’t even Enma if he wasn’t being at least a little bit of a brat. He indulged him for a moment and nuzzled at his cheek, before worming his hand down and poking at the redhead’s side.
And then the words that Enma probably never thought he’d hear from workaholic Basil came from the blonde’s mouth. “Who says we have to work if we get up. We could skip it for today, and have a date day.”
he starts rolling with basil in his arms, along the spacious bed, fake musing over this striking given choice! he stops with a giddy sigh once he gets on top of basil, patting the shoulders like a proud dad over his delinquent son. proud of corrupting.
"why! aren't you the absolute madlad." a grin, could had swore that hell froze all over. he's glad for it, though. "i felt so lazy, and now you're keeping me motivated to stay lazy with you, how sweet." his fingers wiggle in temperated excitement. he hums thoughtfully, head tilting sideways, taking in their room. "should we eat breakfast here, or out?" turns back to look at him, with a fond smile. "anything can go today, since it already feels special."
first few hours of the morning.. and he's already bombarding the poor man with cheese. may you be well.














