Trashe - ☆garbage Collector☆

Squidward only ever makes artwork based off his visage, it's all very surface level and lacks any emotional depth

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Sleeping Beauty

Pairing: Shinso x Monoma

Synopsis: A movie night with Monoma and Shinso ends up with sleepy cuddles in Monoma's dorm.

Genre: Pure Fluff

Warnings: none :)

It was a normal movie night for Hitoshi and Neito; watching a couple of movies in the 1-B common room with snacks and drinks, Neito trying to hold back his giggles as Hitoshi's hands lightly touched his most ticklish spots, and Hitoshi quietly rating the movie to himself when predictable and seemingly meaningless scenes came on that did nothing towards the plot of the movie.

Neito's head was leaning on Hitoshi's shoulder, his eyes were slowly drifting shut as the minute hand on the clock ticked and tocked continuously. He looked up at Hitoshi, who was flaring at the movie on like a confused elderly man, disgusted at the unimportance of the scene before him.

"Jesus," he began in a little less than a whisper, "You guys don't know how to make a good movie." He shuts his eyes and lightly sighs, though it was inaudible. He slowly looks down at Neito's head on his shoulder. His eyes suddenly seem more gentle and angelic looking at his lover's tired features glaring at him lovingly.

"Are you tired, Neito?" Hitoshi asks worriedly.

All Hitoshi gets for a response is a light "hm" in acknowledgement and more weight on his shoulder. Hitoshi chuckles to himself.

"Alright, sleeping beauty," he agrees, picking up the television remote and turning of the TV, "We'll go to bed."

"No, I wanted to finish that movie," Neito complains with drowsiness in his tone. "We can finish it tomorrow," Hitoshi says, "If you like it that much..."

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Neito knew Hitoshi spoiled him, and he bathed in the attention. Yes, he would spoil Hitoshi, too, but he felt bubbly relieved when Hitoshi treated him like a person.

Neito's body laid on Hitoshi's chest and he tried to drift into his dreams. His eyes closed and quickly reopened. Hitoshi had on hand scrolling through his phone on Neito's back and the other playing with the blonde's hair gently. He knew that was what made him knock-out, and Neito can't help but admire his boyfriend's great memory.

Hitoshi looks down at Neito's exhausted face fighting sleep. "Go to sleep," Hitoshi says commandingly, but his own tiredness made his voice made his intentions clear.

"Wanna sleep with you, angel," Neito replied, exhausted. Hitoshi's breath caught slightly in his throat at the petname. He knows Neito uses petnames on occasion, like 'toshi and dear, but he's never used angel before. Hitoshi doesn't understand why Neito would call him an angel; his quirk made him nothing but a monster with a motivation. However, he can't help but feel touched and defeated.

"Okay, fine," Hitoshi surrenders and he sets his phone aside on the nightstand beside Neito's bed. He slowly moves his body under the covers, trying not to move Neito as much as he needed to.

He lifts the covers over his and Neito's shoulders and finishes adjusting his position before finally relaxing. Neito wraps his arms around Hitoshi desperately as he finally drifts off.

"I love you, Hitoshi."

Hitoshi's eyes widen for a moment, not being used to being told he's loved, before enclosing his arms around Neito's mid-back and pulling him close, kissing his forehead with a grin as big as could be.

"Yeah, yeah. Love you, too, Neito."

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