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Luke very rarely took naps around the house, due to his generally good sleep schedule. When he did nap, however, it was usually right before his usually bedtime, nonetheless, so it wasn’t like it mattered. But he didn’t tend to want to get up from wherever he had started his nap to his bedroom; which he immediately regretted in the morning, because he usually didn’t nap in the most comfortable of places.
Such was the case a lazy Saturday night, when Luke and Crow had decided to watch a movie that had been playing on the TV, which they hadn’t been able to see while it was in theaters. Due to how tired Luke was from a long day, and how late the movie ran, him ‘resting his eyes’ turned into a nap. He was curled up in an uncomfortable way on the couch, resting his head in Crow’s lap. Crow decided to let him nap until the movie was over, running his hands through Luke’s hair absentmindedly, but, once the movie was over, he gently poked his husband’s cheek. “Okay, we’ve gotta go to our room now.”
Luke, still half-asleep, grunted angrily.
“If you don’t move now,” Crow continued quietly, “You’ll be sore in the morning... And I’m not gonna let my lap be your pillow all night.”
“No, you’re my warm pillow now, I’ve decided it and it’s law,” Luke grumbled, bringing his hand to rest next to his head on Crow’s thigh.
“You know and I both know that I don’t care about the law.”
“Either you keep being my pillow, or you carry me to bed.”
Luke didn’t seem to be serious with that bit about being carried to bed. Crow didn’t look to be very strong, after all. While Luke was ever-so-slightly pudgy (mostly in the belly) from his tendency to indulge in food, Crow had grown up malnourished. While this didn’t affect his height (he was luckily able to eat enough between Luke’s constant inviting him over for dinner and his mother earning a bit more when he was going through puberty), it did affect his weight. His belly dipped in just slightly under the ribs, and he didn’t exactly look the strongest. His arms were basically sticks. So Luke seemed to mean it more as a joke than anything.
Nonetheless, Crow decided to take Luke up on his offer; wrapping one arm under Luke’s legs, and another to hold his back, he lifted him into his arms, and began to carry him to their room.
Luke’s immediate reaction was an extremely surprised squealing sound, followed by looking around, then followed by staring up at Crow with a confused, but bright pink expression. “Wh- huh? How are you so-?”
“Strong?” Crow finished, with a small, self-satisfied smile. “I had to help my ma a lot. She was always tired, so I basically did all the heavy lifting ‘round the house. So...” He shrugged, before he bumped the door opened with his shoulder. “I can lift things.”
Once he was on Luke’s side of the bed, he lowered him to the mattress and put him on his back. Once he stood up, he felt another swell of self-satisfaction when he saw how Luke was looking at him; stupidly red, and stupidly impressed.
“Now,” Crow chuckled, as he rolled into bed on his side. “Don’t expect me to do that on a regular basis. Next time, I’ll just let you have a sore back.” But both of them knew it was just another one of his empty threats, especially when he leaned over to kiss Luke on the forehead goodnight.
Whew! I’m all caught up. Apologies for the mild delay! Now I’m back on schedule.
