"Yeah, that sounds right. But since we're now hopefully expecting it, maybe we wouldn't fumble so bad, ya know?" To be honest though, he knew he would end up getting really nervous about it. It's one thing when they're alone, but in front of the whole world, you're more exposed. "Yes yes! To nails! I haven't done them in a while and I miss it for sure."
Emrys laughed and turned off the blowdryer, gently shepherding Atlas back to the tub so he could put the hot pink dye in his hair. "Yeah, fat chance. I'm gonna look like a tomato with a stuttering problem and we're all gonna fumble all over ourselves. And… I'd love to do your nails, maybe we can do 'em pink to match your hair!"
Atlas giggled, kissing Emrys before he could put gloves on again. "I can talk about it if you'd like, just so you don't have to worry about it too much." He threw his arms around Emrys, putting most of his upper body weight on him. He was getting more tired by the minute. "Let's do my nails tomorrow, yeah?" He asked quietly.
Em slapped the gloves on, grabbed the next bottle of dye, and hugged him close before he gently spilled Atlas over the rim of the tub so he could finish the dye job. "That'd be really nice, actually, only I think you'd fall asleep halfway through. You look like you're about to nod off right here."
"Well, that's why we're taking a nap after the pink is done. We have a while 'til 12:00." Atlas forced himself to keep his eyes open and stay awake at least until the dye was washed out. "But yeah, I'm really close to fallin' asleep right now."
Emrys laughed and kissed the back of his neck. "Yeah, I'm almost done. We'll take a nap together later, it'll be nice. And then after we can order room service." The dye job was pretty much done, so he gave Atlas one last rinse and one last kiss and then he towelled off his air and practically dragged him into the bedroom. "Time for someone to get some sleep."
Atlas giggled quietly, letting Emrys pull him to the bed. "That sounds nice~" He whispered, flopping down on the bed, his hand still holding Em's. He lightly tugged Emrys' hand to pull him onto the bed with him. But once Em was on the bed, Atlas cuddled up to his side, head on the other man's chest.
Em pulled away just long enough to kick off his jeans before he snugged up to Atlas, yanking the blankets up over their entangled bodies with a sleepy little sigh of his own. Maybe he was more tired than he'd thought. "Yeah. I love you, m'kay? No matter what happens with the interview 'n stuff."
"Mm I love you too, alwayss." He hummed. Atlas was regretting staying in his jeans, but he was too comfortable, snuggled up to Emrys, to do anything about it. He closed his eyes and started drifting off into a pleasant sleep.
Em smiled and kissed Atlas on the cheek gratefully, curling closer to his boyfriend with the softest smile. "Thank you," he murmured, letting his eyes flutter shut when a few moments went by and he got no answer. It wasn't long before he fell asleep too.
Once a few hours passed by, Atlas woke up. He was even more tangled up with Emrys than they had been before they fell asleep. It had gotten dark outside, but it wasn't even 11:00 yet. He knew it would be a bad idea to stay in bed much longer though. "Eemmm~?" He groaned dramatically. Of course, he knew Emrys probably wouldn't wake up, but it was worth a shot.
Emrys, as always, remained steadfastly asleep. It wasn't really a surprise, he always fought for every second of sleep he could get once he actually drifted off. He was resting peacefully, head pillowed on Atas' shoulder, arms wrapped around his waist to hold him close.
Atlas giggled, planting a kiss on Emrys' temple. He knew he had to wake up Em, but, as always, he felt bad about it. After a minute or two, he sighed, working up enough courage to wake him up. He was unable to move one of his arms since Emrys was laying on it, but with the other, he shook his boyfriend, not softly at that.
Em leaned into the kiss with a sleepy sigh only to groan and roll away when he started being shaken. Luckily he didn't roll off the bed—though that definitely would've woken him up—he just rolled off Atlas' arms and curled up with his back to his boyfriend, squeezing a pillow close to his chest to replace the body heat he'd lost.
Atlas frowned. He rolled towards Emrys and wrapped his arms around him. "Emm you needa wake up, there's less than an hour 'til the interview." He said into Emrys' ear, too lazy to do much more. This was always the worst part about taking naps before something.
Em didn't even stir, he just curled into Atlas' warmth with a happy sigh, pushing his head into the crook of his boyfriend's neck. Pretty much the only thing that woke him up was loud noise, anything else left him sleeping soundly into the night, the day, or any hour in between.
Atlas would yell or play music loud, anything, but it was late, over half the hotel was probably asleep. He groaned dramatically, honestly not sure what to do. But on the bright side, his hair was dry so he was excited to see it, if Em would ever wake up.
Em shifted a bit and then, grumbling, flipped over again. This time he really did fall off the bed, yelping loudly when he hit the floor and the pain jolted him back into the land of the living. "Ow!" He grabbed the comforter, yanking himself back up. "Fuck, what happened?"
"Well I was trying to wake you up since it's basically a quarter past 11:00 but you wouldn't wake up, of course. So I ended up giving up and laying there when you flipped over and fell off the bed." Atlas explained, giggling while doing so. It was dark so he fumbled out of the bed as well, turning on one of the lights. "How'd my hair turn out?"
Emrys grumbled and stumbled back into bed, squinting at Atlas' hair for a few seconds before he started actually waking up and processing what he was seeing. "It's nice! Very pink, but that's to be expected, and the roots are all covered so I'd say it's a success."
Atlas smiled brightly and went around to Emrys' side of the bed. "Perfect, I'm so glad! Let's get ready to go so we don't miss our ride." He said, picking up Emrys, not that high off the bed or ground, but at least a little bit.
Emrys laughed and tossed his arms around Atlas' neck, letting his boyfriend pick him up. It was nice to be carried. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. You might have to set me down if you want me to get ready, sad as I am to say it."
"Ah I know, I just didn't want you to fall asleep again." Atlas smiled and kissed Emrys' forehead before setting his feet down on the ground so he could stand up. Going back around the bed, he searched in his suitcase for another shirt and his floral belt. The flowers on said belt matched his hair, and he loves when clothing matches.
Em leaned into the kiss with a soft laugh, pushing himself up onto his tiptoes so he could stay in Atlas' arms for as long as possible. He sighed when he was set down but didn't dwell on it for long, pressing a kiss to his boyfriend's cheek and rifling through his suitcase for something nice. He found a nice light blue sweater, cozy and big and fuzzy enough to be comfortable, which he tossed on over a button up and some grey jeans. "Mm, maybe I should get more pink clothes so we can match."
"Ooo that would be fun, you know how much I love matching stuff, whether it be myself or with others." Atlas smile over at Emrys, finishing rifling through his clothes. He found his belt and a short-sleeved pastel multi-colored button-up shirt. He tucked the shirt into the black jeans he was already wearing. "O gotta see my hair!" He said, running over to the mirror to look at it. A bright smile was on his face as he ran his fingers through his hair.
Emrys laughed and reached over to ruffle Atlas' hair, yanking on some converse while Atlas threw the rest of his outfit together. He'd need to buy more pink stuff, most of his wardrobe was blue, grey, or beige. Not much variety. Atlas' clothes were always so colorful and fun, he wished he could start dressing like that. "You're so cute, oh my god! You like the new hair?"
"Oh I love it!! It's perfect! Thank you so much, Em!" Atlas said, fixing his hair so it wasn't so messy. He smoothed it down then turned back to Emrys. He was smiling quite a bit still. Looking around the room, he found his shoes that had been thrown on the floor earlier. "So we just meet in the lobby, yeah?" He asked, pulling on his shoes.
Em pecked him on the cheek and then plopped down on the bed to wait for Atlas to finish getting ready. "Yep, management's got a car waiting for us. The studio's thirty minutes away and we have…" he checked his phone "45, so we should probably start heading down now. Unless you want them to yell at us for being late on top of everything else."
"We should definitely get going. We have to put them in a better mood by not being late for once so that we can crush their good mood a minute later." Atlas giggled and finished putting on his shoes. After grabbing the keycard and his phone, he looked around to see if there was anything else he needed. Deciding he didn't, Atlas grabbed Emrys' hand and they headed out.
Em laughed. true to their suspicious, the second they got to the car their management team was all over them, yelling, criticizing, doing everything they could to suggest ways to downsize the considerable fallout their trip to the aquarium had caused. it only stopped when Cadmus and Harley got into the car, and even then that was only to drag them into the argument too.
