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Gus smiled, the childish idea suddenly feeling cute and different. He sat down on the left side of the bed, running a hand through his short hair again. It was growing quite quickly, which he liked, but it wasn't quite the end of the season yet. He may have to cut it soon so it didn't get too long. While he was seated on the edge of the bed, he looked over to see Apollow facing him. He smiled softly, "You look like you're still awake."
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He smiled, "yeah, force of habit" he laughed a bit and turned on his back, "even though I'm tired I just don't fall asleep. Insomnia I think. That or it's something else" he looked at his ceiling and traced where the walls met it. "Do you have enough blankets over there?" He peered over the wall laughing. "This is goofy, but I like it" he patted the center pillow and let his hand linger for a second.
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Gus looked down at Apollow's hand, training his eyes on it. "Yeah, I clearly have no issue falling asleep," he laughed, not quite meeting Apollow's eyes. "And yes," he nodded. "I have plenty of blankets." He finally looked away from Apollow's hesitating hand and lay on his back, looking up at the ceiling. He yawned, eyes squeezing shut as he rested his hands on his stomach again. "What time is it?" he asked, too tired to try and check for himself.
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"I noticed" he laughed lightly as he reached for his phone, "I forgot I even had a phone" he turned it on "damn... it's like 1:30." He laid on his side, still facing the left. "Good, wake me if you need anything... or, we'll, ask. I don't know if I'll fall asleep anytime soon after all" Apollow again recapped the night. He'd just met gus, yet he felt like he'd known him much longer already.
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"1:30." Gus repeated, sighing. "Wow. Im surprised Im still awake." He turned himself over to face Apollow's side of the bed. "Alright, yeah, Ill let you know." He closed his eyes slowly, letting them drop shut like lead weighed them down. "Goodnight, Apollow," he whispered, already almost halfway asleep. "Try to sleep." (Sorry for the short reply!)
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"Goodnight gus, sweet dreams" Apollow found himself blushing when Gus used his name. He decided now is better than never to figure out how he felt about this guy. He couldn't deny he enjoyed his company, hearing him talk. Even holding hands, it all was fun, something he would do everyday if he could. He let his eyes drop closed and laid there untill he fell asleep about an hour later. (All good)
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Gus woke up about 3 times during the night. Each time he had to remind himself where he was and why Apollow was by him, but every time, he managed to understand. He wasn't a heavy sleeper, but sometimes things still got confusing when he woke up after sleeping short amounts of time. The last time, he looked over at Apollow's sleeping form, smiling. He rolled onto his side, resting his hand on the pillow wall between the two of them, and fell back asleep.
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Apollow woke Slightly when Gus shifted, he wasn't fully awake, the only reason he was even opening his eyes was because he wanted to make sure he didn't need anything. He squinted, and saw Gus's hand on the pillow wall. He reached his hand over there and intertwined his fingers with Gus's. Quickly falling back asleep smiling.
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The next time Gus woke up was when light interrupted his sleep from the window in the bedroom. He smiled, seeing Apollow's hand wrapped in his own. He stretched slowly, trying not to wake the sleeping form beside him as he sat up and let go of Apollow's hand. He's cute when he sleeps, Gus thought, blushing while he looked over at Apollow again. Scratch that, he's cute all the time.
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The light caught in Apollows face, and shone off his stark white hair. He squinted and shifted so the light wasn't in his eyes. He realized Gus's hand wasn't in his anymore and a small sensation of panick took over him. He opened his eyes and looked around, relieved to see Gus sitting up in the bed. He flipped over on his stomach and stretched his arms out infront of him. "Morning" he half whispered
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