(( GOD FSCKING DAMMITA;SKJ - ))
“Uh. Bunny? What are you doing?”
It’s a peculiar situation. Kotetsu, upon arriving home, had simply walked up to his bedroom, fully intent on catching a hour or so nap before dinner -
And then this happened.
It was just a curl of hair sticking out that caught his attention - the top of Barnaby’s head, poorly concealed as he had otherwise managed to stuff himself quite efficiently underneath Kotetsu’s bed.
Why was a complete mystery.
“I’m underneath your bed.”
“Yes. Yes, I can see that. Why?”
There’s a rustle of movement that Kotetsu assumes is a shrug, and the older man sighs, touches a hand to the bridge of his nose, and then kneels down next to the bed, lifting up the dusty bedskirt.
“Come out, then.”
“No.”
“Okay. Then move a little.”
Barnaby stares at him, all wide green eyes. “Why?”
“I’m joining you.”
“… Why?”
“Because you won’t tell me why you’re under there and you won’t come out, so I’ll get underneath it with you.”
Barnaby obliges, and Kotetsu somehow manages to wriggle underneath the damned thing, too, no matter how uncomfortable and cramped it is. Whatever Barnaby’s reasoning, it’s sort of… fun? Crawling underneath a bed with one’s lover like this.
Whatever. Kotetsu just tries not to think about how they both dozed off like that and woke up the next morning feeling perplexed and silly and sore in weird places.
….idk whether to laugh or what