IM SO SORRY THIS WAS SO OVERDUE IT IS FOR PBCHEERIO WHO IS BECOMING A DEAR MEMBER OF THE CLAN
Guner sleepily looks up when his door opens. Dlive is slipping into his room, trying not to trip over anything in the darkness.
"Baaabe,"
Dlive purrs, and he lays down next to Gunner,
"I'm craving some pack action."
The Arizonian grumbles and he bats Dlive away,
"Not now, thundercloud, too tired."
"But baaaaaaaaa--"
Dlive's voice was cut off when Gunner smacked him hard in the face with his pillow. The brunet slumps forward, and Gunner raises his head. Dlive's not moving. Well, he's breathing, but the black haired male shrugs it off. He moves so he's draped completely over the other male, yawning and stretching. He got comfortable on top of Dlive, before drifitng off, happily comforted by the quiet. Even if part of the silence was Dlive with a concussion. Oh well. He'd take care of it in the morning when he gave a fuck about anything other than sleeping.
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