Anonymous Eyes

John grinned and cuddled into his side.

Bro smiled at him and slipped his arm around him, gently running his fingers through his hair.

John hummed and leaned into his touch.

He kept his attention on the movie- or so it seemed. He was mainly paying attention to how John's hair and neck and shoulders felt under his fingertips, relishing in the contact as much as he could. After a while, he finally glanced down at him. "Hungry?"

John didn't answer, he had fallen asleep under Jeff's ministrations.

Bro blinked and stared at the other's delicate sleeping face, actually staring to study it's features. He ever so gently traced his jawline, his cheekbones, unable to keep the warm smile off of his face as the butterflies danced around in his stomach.

John's face twitched with the feather light touches. He let out a sleepy sigh, tucking his head farther against Bro's side.

Bro's eyes continued to roam, until they settled on John's lips. Oh god. Such temptation right there within his reach.

Almost as if John was reading his thoughts, he licked his lips in his sleep, letting out another sigh

Damn you. Damn you temptation. Hitching his breath and his courage, Bro slowly leaned down, hesitating before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

John let out a sleepy little noise, parting his lips and shifting his head back.

Bro kept the kiss simple, not intending to shove his tongue down his throat. He let it linger before pulling away just enough so that their lips were still slightly touching.

John let out another sleepy noise, his head lolling to one side.

Bro snickered softly. God, he was adorable. He gave him a soft nudge with his hand, starting to feel a little hungry himself.

John jerked awake, blinking rapidly. "Wha?" he yawned. "I wasn't sleeping"

"Mmmmhm." Bro hummed, leaning up a little from how he was bent. "You hungry?"

"Kinda" John yawned

"What do you feel like for dinner?" He asked him, gently running his fingers through his hair again.

John closed his eyes with a humm. "Dunno, what do you want?" he mumbled, soothed

"Im the furthest thing from a picky eater. Plus, I'm treating you." Bro mentioned.

John smiled slightly. "Surprise me then"

"I don't even get one little hint of what you like?" Bro asked with a small pout.

"I'm pretty sure I've been around for you to know what I like" John replied cheekily.

"Considering it was mainly you and Dave in the house because I had a gig." He frowned, but thought back to all the times they had italian leftovers....

John leaned more into his side with a happy noise