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origami-kun:

-Ivan allowed Keith to be this close to him without flinching away for once, he smiled once more, enjoying that gently feeling of Keith’s lips against his forehead. Returning that kiss with one to the tip of Keith’s nose. This felt right, Ivan reminded himself in his head. It felt right to wake up to Keith like this. It felt right to kiss Keith’s skin like he just had. Being in Keith’s bed all night certainly felt right too. Everything about Keith felt right.

Ivan shut his eyes briefly as Keith’s fingers travelled through his hair, following the older man to the kitchen table where he jumped up on the free chair and yawned softly, rubbing his eyes for a moment.-

I’ll come… C-can I just have a few moments to wake up?

Keith laughed softly once the other sat down. “Of course you can.” He said gently, ruffling his already ruffled hair slightly. The man looked at the breakfast he’d made and realized it was enough for one person. Shrugging, he went over to the plate and brought it back for Ivan. “Here you go! Do you want coffee with that?” He asked turning to go to the fridge to go make himself breakfast now.

The idea of liking Ivan wasn’t odd, and it wasn’t like he hadn’t dated someone before. He had, just not a guy. There wasn’t a difference was there? Shrugging, Keith turned the stove back on and let the pan heat up while he went to grab two mugs and set them by the coffee maker. His blue eyes glanced over in Ivan’s direction; a soft smile and a gentle chuckle escaped his lips as he said “You look cute when you’re sleepy.” His eyes went wide and a dark blush spread instantly across his face. “I-I-I mean—! U-Uh! Uhm! Heh… heheheheh… Heh. Heh…..” Keith cleared his throat and ran over to the stove to busy himself with cooking.

origami-kun:

-Ivan had felt the soft lips against his head before he drifted off to sleep, dreaming of something that Ivan would describe as strange but relaxing. Ivan was curled up in Keith’s arms in the dream, clutching to him tightly as a sky of endless stars passed them. Ivan tried to speak to Keith, but Ivan couldn’t hear his words and nor could Keith. Eventually they landed, in a moonlit field, filled with paper flowers and roses. Ivan was confused at first, but he knelt down to pick up a paper rose, but Keith stopped him for an odd reason and pointed at the paper. Ivan seemed to understand as he watched as Keith created a huge gust of wind, blowing millions of origami flowers into the sky, which floated back around them as stars.

And then Ivan was awoken by the sound of clashing in the kitchen. He stirred, stretching out his limbs that had been tucked up in a ball all night long, the covers of Keith’s be still surrounding Ivan until nothing but his hair could be seen. The young hero yawned, finally blinking his eyes open to the see the morning sun shining in through the curtains of Keith’s room. Unable to believe the time, and that he had slept in his clothes all night, Ivan quickly changed into some of Keith’s spare pajamas before making his way into the kitchen, still rubbing his eyes. Finding Keith in the kitchen, Ivan wandered up behind him and wrapped his arms around the older hero, shutting his eyes once more as he rested his head against the other’s warm back.-

… Why are you up at this time?

-Ivan’s voice was quiet, still tired and dreamy. It was obvious the younger was still half in a dream and half awake.-

Keith was always very groggy while he made his breakfast. John was usually the one that was much more awake. He was usually touting around his leash to force Keith to move faster. It wasn’t so bad of a wake-up routine. He was in the middle of making eggs when Ivan came up behind him. He hadn’t expected it so he just jumped slightly. Laughing, he put one hand in the others hair and then wrapped it around his arm a bit. Gently kissing the others forehead, he finished making his eggs with his free hand. “I’m always up at this time. I go give John and early walk and go for a two hour run after breakfast, I come back shower and then I go to the gym.” The older man said in a lulled town, seeing the other was tired.

“You can go back to sleep if you want. Most people aren’t up at this time, I know.” He said gently, moving the eggs onto a plate with a bed of toast. Gently, he ran his hand through the other’s pale hair. “Or you can come out with me if you’re feeling awake enough.” He added.

origami-kun:

-Ivan followed Keith to his room, his eyes fixed on the floor which still threatened to spill with tears. The room was typical of Keith, and comfy. Smelt just like the older man too, Ivan was sure he could just loose himself in the smell of aftershave and jet fuel. That was Keith’s scent. And it was the best smell in Ivan’s opinion. And now he could sleep off this pain in that scent, wake up feeling better where he could face Keith without sobbing like a two year old. Ivan still believed Keith was only trying to make Ivan happy by saying that he may have feelings for him, but whatever, Ivan would find out after a sleep.

Ivan quickly found himself in the fluffy sheets, wrapped in Keith’s scent as he curled up and shut his eyes, forgetting that Keith was still in the room with him. For a moment, he let the tears roll quietly, without him making one of his disgusting loud hiccuping sobbing noise. Just soundless painful tears, creating damp patches on the sheets that would quickly dry. Ivan usually did this when sleeping off pain, he’d allow himself to cry it all out, to cry until he passed out into a sleep and woke up in desperate need of water to rehydrate himself.-

Keith was describing his room and pointing out the nice view he had as he walked into his room. He was turning around to see what the other thought but the boy was already curled up into his bed. Smiling sadly, Keith flipped the switch which lowered the curtains over his window. They were opaque causing the room to be flooded with a dim orange light. John had padded into the room but Keith shooed him out as he made his way to Ivan’s side. He leaned down and softly kissed the top of the platinum blonde’s head and smiled. “Sweet dreams.” He whispered gently.

Turning around, Keith went to his dresser to get something to change into. He had no problem sleeping in the guest bedroom. He wanted Ivan to be comfortable, more comfortable than himself; his logic was that he had the room all the time so giving it up for a few nights wasn’t a problem.

Stepping into his bathroom, Keith changed quickly and padded quietly out of his room. He gave one last look to Ivan, seeing only tufts of his almost white hair before closing the door to sleep the rest of the night in the guest bedroom. His sleep was dreamless and calm, John curled up to him like he usually was. Around six in the morning he woke up like clockwork and got set on making breakfast, yawning loudly. In his morning drowsiness he’d forgotten Ivan had stayed the night.

origami-kun:

Y-you can’t f-force yourself t-to like s-someone, Keith. I-I know y-you’re just trying to make me happy.

-Ivan sniffled, curling into Keith’s warmth, his eyes dropped to the couch they were sat one, he didn’t want to admit how much this was hurting him. He knew Keith was only forcing himself to feel this way. Damn… Ivan needed sleep now. His eyes shone with tears once more.-

…

C-can… D-do you m-mind I-If I go and h-have a nap for a while?

Keith was confused by the others statement. “Forcing myself— What? No! I-I’m not forcing myself Ivan.” He said blinking. “Well yeah, I want to make you happy but… I’m not lying about liking you. You’re a good friend, I wouldn’t like to good friends or any friend for that matter.” The man said as if reciting some boy scout honor.

“What? Oh, yes. I was going to go get my room ready. I think you’ll like it better in there than the guest room. Come on.” Keith said helping Ivan to his room.

origami-kun:

-Ivan froze, the tears still rolling down his cheeks. Keith liked him? Like-liked him? But he loved that girl. Him and Keith were friends. This wasn’t happening? Ivan wanted this, of course, but he more than anything wanted Keith to be happy. If only he could stop crying.- R-really… ? -Ivan’s voice was muffled and weak from the tears, he reached out and held onto Keith to keep himself from slipping right off the sofa or fainting from lack of water in his systems, because god knows that he had nearly cried his whole body away.- B-but… Y-you w-want us to be friends. A-and you love that g-girl… I-I…

Even though Ivan was still crying, Keith was happy the other was holding on to him. With a gentle sigh, he curled up close to Ivan. “Mmm? Of course I want us to be friends. That’s silly.” Keith said, not understanding what Ivan meant. “Well… I don’t know about her anymore… I mean… It’s been so long now and she hasn’t come back… And I l-li… Like you! Or… I’m starting to like you…” He said smiling. “I’m sorry, I just don’t know how to say it right, do I?” He asked laughing nervously. “I… I want to like you like I did that girl…” He said finally.