The first rustle of the alarm had Jiang awake, but he's still reluctant to let Proko move away from him. He runs his fingers over his spine and admires him, how his hair has ruffled with sleep. He misses this, like an ache.
"C'mon," he murmurs, sitting up and kissing Proko's shoulder. "Shower time."
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Date: 2017-07-08 04:29 pm (UTC)"C'mon," he murmurs, sitting up and kissing Proko's shoulder. "Shower time."