miracle (miracle) wrote in luke_noah, @ 2009-01-15 12:39:00 |
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It was universally known around the “As the World Turns” studio that every day, one hour before lunch, at exactly 11AM, Van Hansis would take a nap. It was also widely known that if one tried to interrupt Mr. Hansis during said nap, they could very well kiss the light of day good-bye.
It was not known, however, that every day, one hour before lunch, at exactly 11AM, a certain Jake Silbermann would join him. It was also not commonly known that the two co-stars would curl up together on the bed in Van’s dressing room, seeking an hour’s worth of peaceful sleep in each other’s arms, and expecting absolutely no interruptions.
Today was no different.
Van arrived back to his dressing room at 10:53AM, followed closely by the blue-eyed Jake. As soon as the door was closed, drowsiness hit them, and their bodies began to react to the biological routine that their systems had developed over the past two years.
“Today’s nap is going to be good,” Van yawned, kicking off his shoes and plopping down on the bed. “I’m really feeling the sleepiness today.”
“You say that every day, Hansis,” Jake laughed, removing his own shoes and joining the blonde on the bed.
“Well, I mean it every day,” Van defended. He scooted back toward the wall so Jake could fit in next to him. “Now, whose turn is it today?”
“I do believe it is yours.”
“Damn it.”
“ Ha Ha,” Jake mocked, before rolling over on his side and placing his head against Van’s chest. Van hesitantly wrapped his arm around his shoulders.
“I still don’t know why I agreed to this ‘every-other-day’ thing,” Van whispered against Jake’s hair. “You are the natural top…you should be holding me.”
“Hey, even tops like to be held once in a while,” Jake argued, before snuggling closer so that the planes and angles of their bodies matched perfectly. Van just responded by making an annoyed grunt. Jake lifted his head up from Van’s chest to meet his eyes.
“If you are that upset, I promise to make it up to you later,” Jake whispered. His voice was soft and husky…just like Van liked it. He smiled.
“You always take such good care of me.”
“I’m just being a good top,” the brunet said matter-of-factly. “And good tops always take care of their great bottoms. I mean seriously, doesn’t my ass look amazing in these dark jeans?” Jake rolled over on his stomach so that the aforementioned body part was in Van’s line of vision.
“Hey!” Van hit Jake playfully, as both were sent off in a fit of giggles. “Way to be a mood-killer!”
“Sorry, sorry…I couldn’t help it,” Jake’s expression turned soft as he stared into Van’s chocolate orbs. “Forgive me?” Van stared back, and couldn’t hold back a smile at Jake’s almost pouty face. He leaned his head forward and placed a soft kiss to Jake’s lips.
“Of course.”
“Hmm, good,” Jake said, flipping back over and returning his body to previous position against Van’s. He quickly glanced at his watch before resting his head back onto Van’s chest. “Now, shut up…it’s 11:01AM and I don’t want to be the cause of you being in a bad mood because you aren’t getting your hour.”
“OK,” Van yawned again, and brought Jake’s body in closer with his arm. “But Jake…about that promise about making it up to me earlier?”
“Yeah?”
“You now owe me twice.”
Jake smiled into Van’s chest.
“I’m looking forward to it.”