Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

(Well, like, they're bound to get somewhere to live and probably get married once Bridge isn't fifteen and Scipio seventeen and all)

((should we do like…idk their first night in the new house or smth idk))

(Sure? They'd probably get a pretty cheap place. How far in the future?)

((idk like,,,a year or so))

(Cool cool. You can go ahead and start if you want)

((alrighty))

Bridge sighed happily, lying on top of the sheets on the new bed in the new house he and Scipio had just gotten. Well, house was more like apartment, but it didn't make any difference to either of them. It was their own and it was safe, and that was all that mattered.

Scipio lay down beside Bridge, sighing. "So… how do you like it, love? It's not much, but, you know… we're legally allowed to be here, so that's cool."

Bridge smiled a little. "I…I like it. A lot. So much better than anything else I've ever lived in."

Scipio smiled softly as well, pulling Bridge close to himself. "I'm not used to actually having a bed…"

"Me neither," Bridge murmured softly, resting his head against Scipio's shoulder.

Scipio rubbed Bridge's back gently. "I'm technically an adult now…"

Bridge nodded. "I'm…I'm sixteen. I think."

"Yeah. Two more years and you'll be eighteen, and I'll be twenty." Scipio kissed Bridge softly.

"That's…that'll be interesting," Bridge mumbled in between the kisses, smiling a little.

"Mhmm…" Scipio held Bridge's head in place with one hand, deepening the kiss.

Bridge kissed him back, leaning into his touch with the same small smile.

Scipio eventually pressed his tongue into Bridge's mouth, still holding the other in place so he could take what he wanted for now.

Bridge let his eyes slip shut, letting out a very small moan and holding close to Scipio.

Scipio explored Bridge's mouth and eventually bit the other's lip gently, holding him very close to himself.

Bridge wrapped his arms around Scipio's neck, giving to another soft sigh.

Scipio kissed Bridge's nose and forehead before pulling the younger boy to his chest. He lay his head on top of Bridge's. "You're mine…"

Bridge rested his head on Scipio's shoulder again, smiling softly to himself. "I'm yours."

"Don't forget it…" Scipio kissed the top of Bridge's head and closed his eyes.

"I don't…I don't think I ever will," Bridge responded, letting his own eyes slip shut.

"Good." Scipio pulled himself and Bridge under the covers before settling himself again.

Bridge kept his arms around Scipio, his breathing soft and steady as his eyes slid shut.

Scipio slowly drifted off to sleep, his grip on Bridge softening as he did so.

((skip?))

(Yep)