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Bruce smiles, takes another puff of his cigarette, before looking up at Brandon. There is something in this man he is curious about. Some sort of a riddle from the last page of the Sunday Telegraph.

“Naebody does, mate.”

Brandon smirks, his gaze lingers on Bruce. His cigarette. His lips around it.

Fuck.

The room is dirty, shitty red lighting like at the cheapest hookers, too much smoke and old dust in every corner, empty cans and takeaway boxes, but Sullivan for the first time in his life doesn’t care a lot about hygiene around. His need covers his eyes, leaving Brandon with itching feeling inside.

And Bruce knows. Robertson smirks, teasing, only squeezing the cigarette harder with his lips before extinguishing it on the leather of the sofa.

“So ye shagged her?”

“I am not an animal,” Brandon hisses, lingers his eyes on Bruce’s face, tries not to focus on the lips again. Eyes, hair, anything, just not lips.

“Aye, I’m questioning that. Right noo, ye just want tae shag.”

Robertson looks up at Brandon, smirks, rubs his jaw. Policeman stands up and walks to Sullivan slowly, runs his fingers on man’s shirt up to his neck.

“Go on then,” he whispers, laughs as Brandon grabs his wrist, taking a step forward, leaving only millimetres between them. A sharp pain goes from wrist to shoulder, but Bruce likes it too much to hold back.

“I lead.”

Drawing Bruins as Sanrio characters for every playoff win. 4/16

Win 4: Swayman X Kuromi

Word count:283

Warning: none, just pure fluff

I just want someone to, not a creepy way, to watch me sleep and make me feel protected. I don’t know why

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Growing up, Charles never knew why he did, but he always loved being the first up. He always assumed it was because there were less voices and it was more peaceful. But now that he was older and had her, he was pretty sure it was because he could watch her sleep. It was probably one of the most peaceful things he ever gets to do.

The way her hair always fell in her face, even if it was just a hair or two. How she would randomly rub her nose. That she usually slept with her mouth open slightly, ending up with her breathing through it. Most of the time she would be latched onto him. Her arms wrapped around him, her legs, literally her whole body has been on him. 

That was what he was doing. Watching her as she slept. One of her arms were over her eyes as the other was on his chest. He moved the arm and used it to help her to hold her closer. She let out a tiny sound causing him to smile. He moved as she did so it was easier for her to wrap her arms around him. He wrapped a singular one around her and kissed the top of her head.

She yawned and opened her eyes, looking up at him. He smiled, “Morning darling.”

She smiled, “Morning Charlie.” She yawned, “What time is it?”

“Eh, about 8 or so.”

“Oh, really? I woke up pretty early.”

He laughed, “Yeah, you did.”

She kissed him softly, “But that means I get to spend more time with you. It is Saturday so no teaching.”