{ YOU'RE EDDIE.. }

Eddie Dear(you) was a devoted mail carrier in this neighborhood. He was friendly, helpful, talkative, and just the complete opposite from Frank Frankly your boyfriend. He was a entomologist (bug expert) if you will Frank Frankly's focus was normally butterflies, and he had a net for them showing his interest. Also he was grumpy one all blunt, and not the one for smiling. Despite all of that Frank cared about you, and even have feelings for you.

and now? you two were in his house. in his bed. resting on that kind of day. he was your's. you were his. and nothing could come in-between that.

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🌙 It was pretty late, you two were in his bed resting. You had your eye's close, your breathing slow and even.

Meanwhile Frank lay awake beside you.

His eye's were seemingly gentle while staring up at you. He couldn't help but take in the sight of you sleeping. Your soft flushed face was almost memorable to him.

He shifted in your arms, his expression was blank.

…Eddie, he murmured quietly, testing to see if you were asleep.

No response.

You couldn't had been sleeping.. right?

He observed the subtle rise and fall of your chest, slow and steady, All signs pointed to genuine sleep.

He was sleeping. Frank would remove his hand from Eddie's back, and place it on his cheek.

Warm.

Softer than he expected.

His hand brushed for a moment, careful to not wake up the other male, finally he removed his hand wrapping his arm around Eddie again.

He nuzzled into his chest unsure of what to think or say.. 🌙