cursed to love (one on one//closed)

Mikhail squeaked in surprise and held onto Vos for dear life. "Where are you taking me?" He asked, his face a bright red.

"The bed. It's certainly more comfortable than fitting two people on a couch," Vos hummed, his grin only widening as he set Mikhail gently down on the bed

"Fine," Mikhail huffed, his face still a slight red. "And why do you keep grinning?" He asked, almost immediately hugging Vos after he laid down on the bed.

"Because your adorable and I can't help but smile," Vos answered. He crawled onto the bed and pulled the blankets up over them

"But you're more adorable," Mikhail mumbled. He cuddled into Vos and made sure the blankets covered him.

"Am not," Vos said with a small laugh. He pulled the blankets almost all the way up over their heads and cuddled Mikhail close to his chest

"You are," Mikhail mumbled, his voice slightly muffled. He wrapped his arms around Vos and pulled him a bit closer, shutting his eyes.

Vos rolled his eyes and snuggled Mikhail, his eyes falling shut as he yawned

Mikhail fell asleep again after a few moments.

(skip?)

(sure)

Vos was still asleep late in the day, roughly around lunchtime or so. He was wrapped comfortably around Mikhail, the occasional snore escaping him

Mikhail woke up since he usually doesn't sleep this late. He glanced at Vos and smiled slightly. "Wake up," He muttered.

Vos just made an annoyed noise and tightened his grip on Mikhail. He buried his face in Mikhail's neck, not wanting to get up

Mikhail chuckled at Vos' reaction and pecked his forehead. "Wake uppppppp."

"Nooooooo," Vos groaned, only holding Mikhail tighter to avoid having to get up

"Yesssssssssssss," Mikhail groaned, squeaking in surprise when Vos held him tighter.

"Nuuuuuuuuuuu," Vos mumbled and buried his face in Mikhail's chest

"Yessssssssssssss. Wake up or I'll start tickling you," Mikhail replied.

"Not ticklish," Vos mumbled. He was lying, however, as he was ticklish in choice parts of his body

"Liar," Mikhail mumbled. He crossed his arms and pouted.

"Want sleep. Was out all last night," Vos complained

"Doesn't mean you get to sleep in," Mikhail replied.

"I protected you and the city. I deserve rest," Vos muttered bittelry

"Fine," Mikhail mumbled, getting up and going into the living room.

Vos smiled smugly when he found that he had won, but he quickly missed Mikhail's presence

Mikhail flopped down on the couch and took out his phone so he could look around for other jobs. He was starting to run low on money and knew that he would have to quickly find another job soon.

Vos eventually got up and wandered into the living room, looking tired as he did so. He flopped down on the couch beside Mikhail

Mikhail glanced at Vos when he wandered into the living room, chuckling when he flopped down on the couch beside him. "Look who decided to come out," He mumbled, not looking up from his phone.

Vos stuck his tongue out at Mikhail before lying down beside him. He wrapped his arms around him and closed his eyes again