Zombie Cuddles-B/Z
Title:Zombie Cuddles
Author:ninjafrog30
Fandom:A7X
Rating:G
Pairing:Synacky
Disclamer:Not Real. Never Happened. Dont Own. So Dont Sue.
Author's Notes: Just a bit of fluff-One shot. Cute, feel good short ficcy!
Dedications: syngoodness, because i love her! And she keeps me writing! ;)!!
Brian has always loved movie nights at Zack’s house.
It meant lots of popcorn, zombie movie marathons, and endless hours of shameless best friend cuddling.
Always.
Zack was just a cuddler by nature, and Brian never could say no to the bright green eyes, that glazed over after watching 4 straight hours of the undead, coming back to terrorize the living, and he always found himself with his muscular arms wrapped around the younger man’s smaller shoulders, in a protective and loving way.
Zacky’s head leaning against Brian’s chest, and Brian’s tan hand gently stroking his silky, raven black hair, while they sucked down beers and smoked several joints, the night always ending in random giggle fits about useless bullshit, and lying on their backs staring up at the ceiling with goofy grins plastered to their faces.
Brian loved the way Zack would stare at him with sparkling eyes, tugging at one of his silver lip rings with his small white teeth, and smile bashfully, as he timidly crawled over to where Brian lay on his back, and softly lay his head on the older man’s shoulder, nuzzling his nose in the sweet smelling skin under Brian’s jaw line, and smile sweetly when he felt the strong arms wrap around him, holding him tight.
They would eventually drift off to sleep just like that, lying in each others arms, their soft breathing in time with each other, and their hearts beating in time with the other.
Brian loved these special moments, these times he got to spend with his best friend.
These moments were rare, always put off for later to make time for other things, but they were the most important in Brian’s young life.
He would never forget the adoring feelings he felt surging through his body while watching the green eyed man resting peacefully in his arms, his bright eyes closed, and a soft, sweet smile playing at his full, pink lips.
The way his heart would clench with every satisfied whimper from the younger man, and how he felt when the glassy, blood shot green eyes would flutter open, looking back into his own deep, chocolate eyes, with an equally intense gaze, and the full, rose colored lips would turn up at the corners, and smile genuinely with as much adoration and love, as he gave in his own grin.