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The bed he was lying in was unfamiliar but the arm wrapped his waist could only be more familiar if it was his own. Sun streamed in through a gap in between the bottom of the shade and the top of the window sill. The ceiling fan spun shakily over the bed, creating a soft clicking noise, while the old air condition unit hummed and groaned softly. Eugene could feel himself slowly transferring out of the realm of sleep and into the world of consciousness but he fought it; he didn’t want to wake up, he didn’t want to move from this moment, he wished he could stay there all day. Vacation and friends be dammed, this right here was all he needed. Feeling content, Eugene moved himself closer to Snafu; he couldn’t help but smile when he felt the arm Snafu had thrown over his waist tighten protectively.
A nose nuzzled the back of Eugene’s neck and then suddenly there were warm, soft lips pressing at base of his neck and point where his shoulders and neck connected. Snafu’s grip on him shifted and then Eugene’s body slowly began to roll onto his back; he didn’t fight it. Once his back was firmly pressed against the pillowed top of the mattress Eugene felt Snafu’s lips press against his own and a content sigh escaped him as his fingers found Snafu’s thick curls once again.
There was no rush or sense of urgency. Every movement was slowed by sleep and complete relaxation. With Eugene’s eyes still firmly shut, he felt as if he could easily fall back asleep like this.
Eugene easily parted his legs to make room so that Snafu’s right leg could slid easily between his thighs. Snafu’s fingers slid slowly up Eugene’s sides and pushed away the hem of Eugene’s t-shirt. Eugene squirmed slightly when Snafu’s callused thumbs lightly swiped across his ribs and Snafu grinned evilly against Eugene’s mouth; Eugene gave Snafu’s hair a quick tug in response.
They parted only briefly so that Snafu could pull Eugene’s t-shirt up and over his head before he tossed it over his shoulder without a care about where it landed. Snafu propped himself up with an elbow on either side of Eugene’s head while Eugene moved his hands so that they slowly traced up and down Snafu’s side.
There was a soft, lazy kiss before Snafu pressed his forehead against Eugene’s and Eugene finally opened his eyes.
“’Mornin’,” Snafu purred lazily.
“Good morning,” Eugene responded happily as he stretched out slightly underneath Snafu. “Mmm, what time is it?”
Before Snafu could answer there was a bang and then a loud crashing noise of the bedroom door smacking into the nearby wall.
“Rise and shine, assholes,” Bill declared happily from where he stood in the doorway. “We got a full day ahead of us and you ain’t gonna waste it lying in bed all day.”
As Bill’s cackling laugh traveled down the hallway, Eugene tightened his grip on Snafu, whose eyes suddenly turned murderous.
“Mer, no,” Eugene warned, his sleepy haze suddenly evaporated. “He’s just trying to get a rise out of you.”
“Yeah well, any rise I had is gone thanks to that asshole,” Snafu grumbled as he glared at the open doorway.
“Mer,” Eugene sighed as he reached up, placed a hand on his cheek, and made his boyfriend look back at him. “Relax.”
“I was trying to before that gremlin interrupted us,” Snafu growled. “Ya know I’m fucking sick of him fucking with us just for shits and giggles-”
“Hey, hey, hey,” Eugene said softly as he moved his hand from Snafu’s cheek to run through his hair. “It’s okay.”
“It’s fucking not okay, Gene. I’m not fine with letting that asshole get away with shit-”
“I’m not talking about letting him get away with shit, Mer. I’m talking about getting back at him,” Eugene clarified. “We’re here for three more days. We got time to come up with something. We can’t let Bill off that easily.”
“This is why I love you,” Snafu said seriously before he tilted his head back down and kissed Eugene.
Eugene smiled while as he felt things returning to how they had been before Bill’s interruption. Snafu’s mouth traveled back down Eugene’s neck and then across his shoulders and collarbones before he-
“Okay if you guys do not get moving soon we will turn the hose on you,” Sidney’s voice threatened from the doorway. “Burgie and Flo conceded after our second warning, hopefully you guys will too, we won’t warn you again.”
Eugene turned his head in time to watch his best friend turn and walk down the hallway while he felt irritation fill every cell of his body.
“We need to lock that door for the rest of this trip.”
“I fucking hate our friends.”