Five Finger Death Punch | By : mmarc56 Category: Celebrities - Misc > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1555 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Six: Cuddling
Getting comfortable in Chris’s bed with him that night was more difficult than it should’ve been. Neither one of them knew how to cuddle with each other; the simplest form of cuddling – spooning – wasn’t working either because neither man wanted to be the little spoon. The suggestion of someone sleeping with their head on the other’s chest was also frowned upon.
“Just let me hold you!”
“No, I ain’t a woman,” Ivan responded, stubbornly laying facing him so he couldn’t be spooned.
“Ugh, then come here,” he said and embraced the singer as they faced each other. After a few seconds though they broke apart because it wasn’t comfortable. “What’s the problem with being the little spoon?”
“I don’t wanna be the little spoon. You be the little spoon!”
“If you—”
“If you don’t think there’s a problem with it then you do it.”
“No!”
“Why not?!” Ivan was almost laughing with the stupid desperation of not being held.
“I just wanna hold you, Ivan!”
“Ugh, have you never been the little spoon with a woman before?”
Chris started to respond, stopped himself, and then went on with embarrassment in his voice, “Y—yeah, it’s okay with women, but you know…”
“Ahh!” he held out the sound with an infectious smile that made the bassist’s cheeks burn red and caused a grin to break out on his face.
“Alright, alright! But haven’t you ever been the little spoon to a woman?”
“You’re such a big, tough guy though!” he kept laughing.
“Haven’t you?”
Ivan calmed himself enough to stutter, “Y—yeah it’s fine…”
“Then let me hold you…” Chris said gently, and then he tenderly touched the singer’s face and leaned in to kiss him, but the singer leaned back in denial.
“No way, José.”
“Try it,” he continued to plead.
“No! You try it!”
“You know what?” Chris raised a hand up in a gesture like he had surrendered. “Let’s just get comfortable.” He laid back and tempted Ivan to lay in the crook of his arm by tugging at his shirt carefully. He silently agreed by laying down on his stomach with his arm across his chest so that they were lying like the Cancer symbol, and this turned out to be incredibly comfortable.
Chris used a remote by the bed to turn off the lights and turn on the ceiling fan, and then they laid there without talking, listening to the fan hum, trying their best to fall asleep with the other man. Eventually time slipped away and the comfort Ivan felt laying against Chris drove him into sleep, and after a time the bassist followed after him.
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