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Accidental Affection

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch  @ofscarllet

Saying you were only going to watch one X-Men movie was like saying you were going to open a tube of Pringles and eat just a single chip.  At least if you were making that plan with Blaine Devon Anderson.  The first bled over into the second and–while they were still up–might as well start the third.  Only problem? As the storyline began to double-back, make some loops and generally get confusing?  Blaine’s eyes started getting heavier and heavier until he figured it would be horrible to ‘let them rest’ for what was supposed to be a couple minutes that turned into sleep.

The credits must have only finished when he felt the press of a knee on the cushion by his waist–Blaine groggily scooted back to make room.  No budging.  Rehearsals were kicking his rear before the marathon. Now that he finally let himself sleep?  Good luck.  A warm body shifting around finally jarred him awake enough to blearily eye the last few bleeps of white on black letters scrolling on the television–of a movie he had no idea what the name of it was.  “H-how long have I–oh.”  Wait.. There were legs noodled through his calves, slender arms wrapped around him at an odd angle and–that’s why he wasn’t moving!   That was Barry’s head he had his chin rested on!  “Barry.. H-hey you.  Sorry.”  Thud!  His head hit the pillow he made out of a cushion as he squinted one eye open and squeezed the other shut focusing in on Barry.  Saying his smile was the embarrassed sort barely touched what greeted the other man.  Embarrassed, apologetic, you name it.  “Didn’t expect to wake up this way but–hi?”