“Aw, c’mon, Heshbrown.”

Kick sighs, collecting his shorter boyfriend into his arms and pulling him downstairs, peppering kisses along his unmasked face.

“You’ve gotta get up, m’kay? I promise I’ll let you sleep, but it’s noon.”

He chuckles, kissing your jawline and setting you down at the table.

“Please don’t be mad at me, sweetheart.”