Aven's mouth opens in mock disbelief, a mischievous grin spreading over his face. "Well played, Haki... but I hope you realize... this means war!"
The day passed by in a flash, a scrambled mess of cuddling, napping, experimenting, and random onsets of viscious, no holds barred tickle fights, until the two fell into blissful sleep, tangled in each other's embrace till morning broke once more.
Aven shifted in his sleep, his forehead gently tapping against Hakon's. His eyes fluttered open, noticing the rays of golden light streaming in through the curtain. He smiles gently, planting a soft kiss on the spot they'd collided. "Morning, Haki, love."
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