[closed] Cause my heart stops without you

[actualwizard]

Who: Billy Kaplan & Teddy Altman
Where: Their new room
When: sometime after New Years
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Now that the mansion isn’t made out of Gingerbread maybe they can redecorate. And someone might stumble upon a sword that will one day make sense
The Story:

Billy loved quiet lazy mornings.

Mornings when he woke up first and the only sound was the steady rhythm of Teddy’s breathing. He hadn’t realized how much he missed it until they started sharing a bed again.

On mornings like this he would turn over, snuggling back down into Teddy’s embrace and just watch him. He always looked so peaceful and at ease. He was the most Teddy when he was asleep, not trying to be anything for anyone, not wondering who he was. This was who he was; unguarded and relaxed. He was relaxed around Billy and that was one of the things Billy would forever be in awe of- the fact that when it was just the two of them there were no masks, Teddy let him see the Teddy he didn’t let anyone else see.

Teddy might still question his identity but Billy never needed to, he already knew who his boyfriend was.

On this particular morning he propped himself up on his arm, watching his boyfriend but also glancing around their room. They hadn’t changed anything since Teddy moved in and as much as Billy loved his room he wanted something that was theirs.

Comments

[dangerouslyunhip]

It's not long before Teddy himself begins to stir. Whether he subconsciously realizes he was being watched or simply has excellent timing remains to be seen, but he stretches out beneath the covers before reaching up to stifle a yawn, sleepily opening one eye to see that Billy is already propped up beside him, bedhead and all.

"Hey." He smiles, reaching out to tousle his boyfriend's already mussed hair. "Mornin'."

[actualwizard]

The grin Billy breaks out into would be gross to any onlookers, luckily it’s just Teddy who gets to see it. “Hey, sleepyhead.” He only halfheartedly tries to dodge Teddy’s hand. He would return the favor but of course Teddy’s hair looks perfect. The cheater.

“Why is it you never get crazy bed head and my hair looks like a bird go into a fight with a weed wacker and we’re not sure who won?”

[dangerouslyunhip]

Teddy's smile hitches wider as he stifles a yawn, managing to look smug at the same time.

"One of my superpowers," he tells him, very matter-of-fact. "I think it's the Kree blood. I think you look cute with weed wacker hair, though."

[actualwizard]

“Cheater,” he says iwith a smile reaching forward and running a hand through Teddy’s hair; trying to mess it up. “See look, it just falls back into place. The unfairness of the universe, right here.”

“And you’re just saying that because you’re bias.” He leans down and steals a quick kiss.

[dangerouslyunhip]

"Is it cheating if I'm just naturally blessed?" He smirks-- insecurities aside, being able to shapeshift himself to cover injuries or other imperfections had been useful over the years, though he wasn't necessarily vain enough to put those abilities into effect regarding his hair.

"So what if I'm biased?" He leans up to meet Billy halfway, his lips curling into another smile against the curve of Billy's mouth. "My opinion is the one that matters, anyway."

[actualwizard]

“Clearly.” Cheating by default. Obviously, don’t you know how these things work Teddy?

“That’s also cheating,” Billy mumbles against his lips, smiling into the kiss. He pulled back after a moment, sitting up fully. “But I guess you make a fair point. As long as you like it, I can learn to live with my lot in life.”

[dangerouslyunhip]

Excuse you, he is very aware of how things work, and he's still not convinced that is anywhere in the unwritten rulebook.

"That's not cheating, that's just fact. Glad you seem to be okay with it, though. I was more than ready to stand my ground on that one." He grins, falling back against the pillow. "What time is it, anyway? Don't tell me it's time to drag ourselves out of bed already."

[actualwizard]

“I know how to pick my battles.” He grinned throwing a leg over Teddy's and settling down, sitting on his boyfriend's outstretched legs.

“Well, I mean, it’s Wonderland. It’s not like we have anywhere to be. I was thinking though, now that the mansion isn’t gingerbread and candy, maybe we can do some redecorating. Make this place more ours?”

[dangerouslyunhip]

"Ooof."

Consider him pinned.

"I like that idea. Make it a little more homey-- hey, do you think we can get a life-size Stormtrooper statue out of the closet?" It's a very serious question, even as he grins and gives the rest of the room a cursory glance. "We don't have to change everything, but it would be nice to pick some things out together."

[actualwizard]

“I think we will always wonder if we don’t at least try.” It’s a very serious answer. “Whatever you want, and we might as well go through all the crap I’ve accumulated.” He makes a face. “Wow, I actually want to clean. My mother would be so proud.”

I laughed stupidly while writing this.

[dangerouslyunhip]

Look. The two of them know what's important, and that very serious answer is met with a nod in reply.

"This. This is why I love you," Teddy points out, matter-of-fact, though his smile persists. "Looking to purge? Hey, you don't have to get rid of things. Your crap is my crap now. Billy," he goes on, reaching out to lay a hand against his boyfriend's upper arm, "It's our crap."

Nerd

[actualwizard]

Billy snorts out a laugh, shaking his head in amusement. “You are such a goober.” He rolls off his boyfriend, getting out of bed and stretching through a yawn.

“Well then let’s see if we can get rid of some crap and acquire new crap.”

You knew what I was like when you married me.

[dangerouslyunhip]

"And you're the dude who loves a goober," Teddy tosses back at him, giving a stretch of his own before reaching to rake his fingers through his own hair. The covers fall away as he sits up, and while he'd gone to bed without wearing anything on top, his TMNT pajama pants are very much in place.

If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

"Where do you wanna start? I don't feel right just rifling through your stuff to toss it, I feel like you should at least call the shots on that part."

Yet I still did it. :P

[actualwizard]

"I know, what does that say about me?" He takes a moment to admire his shirtless boyfriend. It really is a wonder they ever actually get out of bed.

He shrugs. "Well the loft is probably fine, unless you wanna change anything?" HE looks around at their bedroom area which is strewn with a mixture of both their things.

:D

[dangerouslyunhip]

How they ever get anything done is one of the world's greatest mysteries. They do like to hang around and both admire and appreciate each other an awful lot.

"I like the loft," Teddy confirms with a smile; he's made himself quite at home here in weeks past. "It's nice and lived-in. Very us."

[actualwizard]

He grins, it does feel very much like them. “Ok, so the rest of the room then.” He hopped up, grabbing a shirt off the floor and pulling it on as he made his way to the stairs. It was probably clean?

[dangerouslyunhip]

Teddy follows suit, throwing the last of the covers off as he reaches for a pair of jeans that, after a second glance, he's sure are his. They should probably get a little more organized rather than just throwing things on the floor, but they can worry about that after redecorating.

He looks out towards the rest of the room, throwing his pajama pants onto the bed before pulling his jeans on one leg at a time.

"Our table could use some expanding. Premium board games get pretty big these days."

[actualwizard]

“I think we can manage that. I should probably find something to put all my Wonderland junk in. Instead of just throwing it in the corner.” Which is what he did with every weird item that randomly showed up in his room as “gifts” from this place.

[dangerouslyunhip]

"I think we can come up with a better system than that," Teddy agrees, giving a stretch before he grabs a teeshirt and pulls it on over his head. "I'm not saying they need to be tagged and alphabatized or anything, but the 'pile of junk' method isn't really doing us any favors."

[actualwizard]

Billy jumps down from the loft surveying the mess. “Ok, well, first things first, let’s clean some of this junk up.” It’s a quick spell but all the out of place comics and clothes and video games are back in their rightful places. “That should make this easier.”