Eat. Sleep. Breathe. Maroon 5.

Adam hogs the blanket.. and Blake’s sweaters… but Blake isn’t cold because Adam also is an octopus. Adam cuts Blake’s hair.. and teases him about the multitude of colors coming in.. mainly grey. Blake makes the coffee in the morning, or iced coffee, black, because that’s how Adam likes it. Blake picks up the pizza.. and the tequila.. Both of them like the music full volume.. preferably when 4x4ing or Adam is driving them down the 405. Adam complains about the crumbs in the bed.. but he never says no to the stupid snacks Blake brings, and if he ends up stealing some too, well.. they’re there.. might as well.. They’re both ticklish.. Adam gets more joy out of it, especially because he endlessly pouts when Blake “cheats and uses his damn ogre size as an advantage” Adam sings more openly messing around, in the car, in the kitchen, in the shower.. but some times.. every once in awhile, if Adam doesn’t make a big deal out of it (or pretend it’s happening at all really) he can play the piano or pick up one of his guitars in his room and Blake will quietly join in, getting louder as he loses himself in some song.. Adam.. and it’s the most nervous Blake has EVER seen him.. as if it was ever even a question..