#losleepality

Losleepality - Rabbit

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"Is that a damn rabbit?"

Patton lifted the rabbit in his arms, smiling at his two confused boyfriends, who had just entered their apartment.

"Her name's Bunny! We're pet-sitting for my cousin," he explained. "Wanna hold her?"

Remy shook his head. "Nah, babe. I'm not getting fur on my jacket."

"I'd rather not get fur on my clothes, either, and I don't even know how to correctly hold a rabbit."

"C'mon, I can show you!"

Logan sighed. "Could you, perhaps, have asked us, before volunteering to take care of this... Bunny?"

Patton gave them a sheepish smile.

"Sorry," he apologised. "In my defence, she is very cute."

"Not as cute as you, sugar," Remy responded immediately, without a second thought.

Patton giggled, and Logan shot him a flat look.

"Is now really the time to flirt?"

Remy grinned at him. He slowly walked the fingers of his left hand up Logan's arm, across his shoulder and up his neck, before slowly running his thumb across Logan's jawline. Logan's face reddened significantly, and Patton giggled again.

"You're cute, too, baby."

Logan cleared his throat, adjusting his tie and turning away to avoid eye contact. Both Patton and Remy exchanged an amused look.

"Again," he said, in a slightly more strangled voice than before. "Are we really prepared to take care of a rabbit? And how long are we watching her for, anyway?"

This is one of many, many ficlets I am posting on Christmas day. Hope you enjoy!

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When Remy woke up - after midday, of course, as he stayed up half the night and liked to sleep in - one of the first things he noticed was the conversation on his arm.

'Happy Christmas!!!' was written first in large sparkly light blue writing.

Then, the same two words were written again just below it, in neat dark blue ink.

Then, there was a short conversation about Christmas gifts and Christmas dinners, all squeezed into the small space of Remy's arm, reaching up to almost his shoulder. It made Remy grin, as all writing from his soulmates always did.

He sat up, stretching and yawning, before leaning over and grabbing the shiny silver pen off of the bedside table. He uncapped it, dropping the cap into his lap and scribbling the words 'Merry Christmas babes' onto the wrist of his other arm.

It took only a minute for a response to come, in Patton's familiar handwriting.

'Remy!!!' it read. "You're awake!! Happy Christmas!!!"

Remy grinned, and grinned even more as other words appeared just undee Patton's greeting.

'I should hope so,' it read, in Logan's always-neat handwriting. 'It should be about 12:58pm in your timezone.'

'Nerd,' Remy wrote.

'I don't understand how knowing the time makes me a 'nerd'.'

'Be nice!!'

'Babe dw im just flirting'

'Flirt nicer!!!' Patton wrote.

Remy doodled a little sad face beside the words.

'Wowwwww babe r u srsly insulting my flirt skills? Rude what happened to the spirit of xmas?'

'I do not see how Christmas is relevant to this conversation,' Logan wrote.