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“You’re still here?” he said. He tried not to sound pleasantly surprised.
Cameron just looked embarrassed to still be there.
“It’s nearly morning, Cam. You should head back. I’ll be fine. I can take care of myself.” Divya yawned and waved a hand, rolling his head across his pillows and staring at Cameron through slitted eyes. He lifted his head when Cameron didn’t budge from the doorway, one hand against the wall, his eyes watching Divya closely.
“Um,” Divya said.
“My brother’s playing poker with your dorm mates,” Cameron said by way of explanation, all in a rush of breath. He shook his head and rolled his eyes, looking sheepish and helpless, his face flushed.
“Oh. Oh. You can um, you can stay here if you want,” Divya said, shrugging, pretending he wasn’t totally keen on the idea. Cameron’s face lit up, like a kid’s on Christmas morning, and he shut the door behind him before shuffling over to the bed. He sat down next to Divya and the mattress dipped, its springs squeaking. Divya fought the urge to roll towards him, lay his head on Cameron’s lap or something equally stupid. And maybe he was just imagining things but it felt like he could feel Cameron’s body heat seep into the air.
“I think I might be falling asleep soon,” Divya said, laughing to himself. And this was the truth, his eyes were closing, and he squeezed them tight before blinking them open again. Cameron scooted closer, his arm, solid and warm and heavy, resting absently across Divya’s waist, his hand stroking up Divya’s side.
Divya didn’t want to sleep, but it was happening all too quickly, the medicine making his eyelids feel heavy, his limbs leaden. Cameron’s thumb traced the line of his ribs under his shirt, and it felt so good that Divya moaned happily in his throat, cheeks flushing.
Cameron laughed but not unkindly. His breath was a rush of hot air across Divya’s face.
“Go to sleep Div,” he whispered, patting Divya‘s cheek with his large warm hand. “Get better.”
Divya cracked one eye open and peered at him, pressed his lips together in a thin line. “You take such good care of my Cameron Winklevoss,” he said. And he meant that as a joke, nothing more, but Cameron’s answering grin was enough to make the pit of his stomach feel hot and cold all at once.
“Why of course. You’re my favourite,” Cameron said, pulling his arm back to ruffle Divya’s hair.
Divya flopped back down and sighed. His face was red. He could feel his skin burning all the way to his ears.
“Yeah,” he said softly, tucking himself under the covers, pulling them up to his chin. “You’re my favourite too, you know.”
“Oh, I know,” Cameron said, laughing, a low sound that reverberated in his chest. “Now go to sleep.”
He leaned over Divya for a long moment, one long arm braced against the mattress. Divya kept his eyes squeezed shut and waited for Cameron to bend farther down. Cameron’s lips were dry and cool when he pressed them to Divya’s forehead. He leaned away, the tip of his nose brushing Divya’s cheek. Divya slid one arm around his broad back, the muscles shifting under his hand as he pulled Cameron back to him, squeezing his shoulders.
“Thanks for the soup,” he said. “It was great. It really was.”
Cameron kissed the side of Divya’s face, then his ear, his eyelashes fluttering against Divya’s face ever so faintly.
“You’re welcome,” he said, laughing softly, “Now sleep. Jesus, Div. It’s already two in the morning.”
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yeah, uh. idk. >_>
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Lovely. So sweet and soft and warm and caring. *snuggles into blankets and sighs happily*
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So much love!!
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ty so much, anon :)
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