Ignorance

Once Emile was asleep, Remy let his gay panic show. Holy frick. That had really just happened. God, who knew Emile could be such a flirt? He sighed. It took ...

Remy smiled softly, laying down next to Emile and snuggling up to him. He worked his magic. "Goodnight..."

"...O-Oh my god Emile I thought you were pure- *sigh* Fine, I'll cuddle you..."

...If Remy were drinking coffee right then and there, he would have spit it out. "E-Excuse me-??" He thought Emile meant THAT kind of sleeping with him...

"Emile, trust me, get to sleep. The faster you do that, the faster you can kiss me again."

Remy smiled. "Alright, get to bed, you dork, let me do my job for once-"

Remy smirked. "I hope I get to see what that's like~"

"...Who knew you were so good at kissing?? And half-asleep too, d•mn..."

(...i genuinely laughed at that line-) Eventually, they had to pull away again. "...H-Holy :!:..."

Remy pulled away for a moment, took a deep breath, then went back in and kissed Emile again, 5x more passionate than before. His hands traveled down Emile's sides.

Remy blushed brighter than a cherry, unable to hide his gay panic any longer. He was stunned, trying to swallow the fact that HIS CRUSH WAS KISSING HIM.

Remy contemplated kissing him, but decided against it. you want me to work my magic faster, hm?”

“Oh, shut up...” Remy playfully ruffled Emile’s hair, while secretly gay panicking inside.

Remy blushed brighter. Being called a cutie by Emile caused his heart to speed up. Yet he still attempted to keep up the chill, cool persona. “Y-You? Duh.”

Remy was trying to put Emile to sleep. He smiled slightly, blushing at the small compliments he was currently receiving from his crush. “You are very endearing when you’re half ...