The soft clicking of heels on a wooden floor gathers the man’s attention as Aiden walks around to look down at him. He leans into the touch clearly very affectionate when tired. Then again when wasn’t he affectionate? Even at the start of knowing each other he was very touchy. 

”Mmm. S’okay. I wasn’t bothering you was I?” The young man said sleepily with a smile pressed upon his lips. The lips that the young man would then place his thumb upon touching them in an intimate gesture. The other witch would try to move his hands onto the stand witches shoulders or neck area to pull him in for kisses. He needed kisses when waking up it was like the law.


“Oh? Why Mister Emerson what would you be proposing hmm?” The witch smirked as he faked sounding astonished and shocked that the man would offer him to stay the night to do… adult activities. That was clearly what it was right? They did have to visit his grandparents in the morning so it would be nice to go together. Mac and Rosie wouldn’t bat an eye if he showed up with one or two or several marks left by their favorite grandson right? It’d be fine.

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The feel of the taller man’s hands on his hips feels nice. Aiden would be able to feel the other man shiver in response to the touches. He was very clearly not against this touch.

”My apartment is closer to your grandparents.” The young man said with a rather indecent smirk on his face. He would try to get their faces as close to together as he could for as much of the time he could. He’d have to get up eventually to go home.

“Now you would be lying to me Joe would you??” The witch said playfully. When the other man said his name the witch had a flash of confusion on his face. Had he heard that right? It was all weird and distorted.

It was soon forgotten. Thanks for letting me ignore stuff dream. We Stan an awesome copilot in that regard. They should probably get going. But I mean… the desk is right there. No no. They shouldn’t. Right??

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The hands in his own and the whispers in the shell of his ear almost make him forget what he hears. It’s distorted again. Lie. Of course this man wouldn’t lie to him. Somewhere in the back of his sleeping brain though is the thought that… the real Aiden would and has lied to him. He’d do it again too. And worst of all… Charani would let it happen.

”Mmm. Okay let’s go.” The young man smiled, his pupils slowly widening with attraction until they vanished behind his closing eyes lids. He would pull against the other witch to help get himself up from sitting. His coat was on a small couch not far from their position so it would take long to put it on and leave.

“Jacket then walk.” The witch said turning to step away from the witch how currently held his hands. If the man tried of course he’d not be let go. If he didn’t hold him back he’d go for the jacket and shrug it on.

It was late autumn at this point. No snow on the ground but it was still pretty chilly. The leaves fall down and the world of pumpkin makes it mark as ruler of the world. That’s how it is.

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They part for only a moment. It feels like it takes hours for him to put on his jacket despite it taking no more than thirty seconds. The distance is too far, too cold when it happens. Jacket on it is quickly corrected. 

”Okay ready.” Charani said happily. The taller man snaked his arm around his shoulder as they would leave the estate. It was… much more empty than it normally would be? Huh. The dream didn’t seem to care. After all nobody else really matters right? Only each other. 

The witches walk down the stairs, through the doorway and onto the open street. It’s pretty chilly outside they should get to his apartment quickly.

“I’ve been sleeping okay. Less nightmares. Your side of the bed has been taken over my stuffed animals.” The witch snickering at the couple of large plushies that were cuddled up on the side Aiden usually slept on when he stayed over.

It was left unspoken why they migrated onto the bed. It was always the same reason. Even with the dream catcher not all of his nightmares were taken away. In those moments he relied so much on his boyfriend to be there. Present. Comforting. In those moments he was gone the stuffies did their best to stand guard.

”It’s okay. I know your busy.” The witch leaned against the taller man as they walked. The streets were mostly empty. It was pretty late. His brain wouldn’t come up with faces for them. There was no point they were pointless. The only thing that mattered with the warmth around his shoulder.

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”Hehe silly. You know you’re the only one for me.” Charani said leaning his head against the man’s body as they walked. The air was chilled with small clouds of white breath peaking out from beneath scarves and jackets. Winter would arrive soon. Maybe they could go skiing or ice skating.

They didn’t have to walk very far. He could already see his apartment building just a block or so ahead of them. He hummed along as they walked into his apartment building. The warm air was nice in his skin. 

“Mmm. Yeah. You should spend more time with meeeeee. We can just move into a house in the woods somewhere and never leave. Jobs? Bills? Responsibilities? Who needs them.” The witch said clearly joking. He was clear in that despite how much he wanted to spend every second of every day with Aiden is just was not humanly possible. It’s fine.

Might as well take the elevator. They were cold and he was tired so that was his excuse. It was a solid excuse right? He just wanted to curl up cuddling into Aiden. He was still so tired from the nap.

”Its okay though I’ll wait as long as I have too. It’s worth it.” The witch hummed turning towards his boyfriend with a smile on his face. He would try to cup the mana cheeks with both of his hands trying to free himself from the grip of the mana arm around his shoulders. It was always worth it.

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”Mmm. The river might be okay.” Charani said as they stopped in front of the elevator. Aiden had pushed the button so he just had to stand there. The ginger boy gave him a little peck and played with his hair earning a small sound of approval from the smaller witch.

He closed his eyes at the touch and seemed to be very happy with it. When their hands interlocked again he gave the boy a little squeeze just to feel him there. To ground himself in this moment.

“Your grandmother would kill us if we did that.” The witch said giggling at the idea of them running away. Sure Marjorie would also kill them for doing this but Rosario and Mac granddaddy would also have their heads if the ran away.

They would step into the elevator and the shorter witch would push a button somewhere in the middle. They’d be in his small apartment in just a few minutes. He was very happy to just be able to spend this time with him. It was all he ever wanted.

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