Morning After II Maxel
Axel happily moved closer, wincing slightly at the worried tone of his voice. “I— well, yeah. I had to get to you somehow, and I couldn’t just walk over here.” He moved his hand towards Max’s jaw, smiling slightly as he closed the other boy’s mouth. “Don’t be surprised, I do it all the time.” Kissing his chest where his head rested, Axel let out a content sound. “I just want you to get out so we can go home and cuddle.. and eat.. I’m starved.” He smiled at the kiss to his head, letting out a small giggle. “Wait— how long did you sleep?”
Max chewed on the inside of his cheek thoughtfully before looking back at Axel. "I thought you'd taken a taxi or something." He explained, worry probably written all over his face now. If this was something Axel did often then he had every right to be worried, thank you very much. "Oh, yeah, food would be good too, actually." He said in agreement. He was starting to crave a proper meal rather than the shit they got at the hospital. "I don't know exactly. But a while." He explained, pulling the covers tighter around them.














