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[boneofsword]

"Archer here."

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[boneofsword]

You're supposed to be asleep. [Archer reminds, not hiding his amusement. Of course Caster has to ruin a perfectly nice moment ...but so does he. Such snark is as natural as breathing. There's nothing cute or romantic here.]

[futhark]

[ Keep telling yourself that Archer, especially just after you called him cute in previous brackets. ]

Right on that, mr. Pillow.

[ Is that an upgrade or downgrade? ]

[boneofsword]

[Apparently being cute or romantic ends as soon as one of them opens mouth, or starts thinking about the situation.]

Good, mr. Snore-like-a-bear.

[Depends on the mood, or how snarky they feel.]

[futhark]

[ Okay, now he's offended. He raises his head and gives a very cranky face. ]

I don't snore.

[boneofsword]

Just a bit. It's most likely the alcohol. [Archer taps his boyfriend's nose teasingly.] Do you prefer to be mr. Bear-hug?

[futhark]

[ I mean- it could be worse, at least it's not a dog-pun? ]

Shouldn't that be you? [ You're the one with arms around him, Archer ]

[boneofsword]

I don't mind being the hug-pillow, as long as you don't try to break my ribs. [Tap. Tap. Tap.] You fit here nicely.

[futhark]

[ Okay that nose tapping ought to stop. Caster ends making a face at him ]

Yeah, yeah- [ he tries to move away from that tapping, argh, so he puts his face down ] Goodnight.

[ It's technically good morning ]

[boneofsword]

[It's a perfect moment to tangle fingers into blue hair, so Archer does that. So warm and peaceful... hn, he could get used to falling asleep like this.]

Sleep well.

[Sure, it's early morning, but nevermind.]