Max and Hex

[just_hex]

[From here]

"We can try," he assured him.

He truly didn't expect anything from Max. Want, yes. Expect, not at all.

He set the music to a night playlist before he offered Max his hand to take him to the bedroom. Everything in the flat was an antique of some sort.

Except his bed.

Hex's bed was top quality. It was the nicest thing he'd probably ever own. And on nights after bad fights, it was the only place he wanted to be.

He stopped at the edge of the bed and rested a hand lightly on Max's waist.

"Would it be alright to kiss you?" he asked.

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[just_hex]

"Feels a bit selfish," he shrugged, then moved in close to hold him again once he was clean.

"You're lovely, too, yeah? I think so," he smiled softly.

[511v3r_h4mm3r]

"It's not selfish, it's not a trade, it's just... Nice," Max replied, settling on his side and watching Hex. "I wanted to do it. It's rare I get to do what I want."

[just_hex]

Hex smiled at him once he'd settled back down.

"You should get some sleep," he said softly. "Real sleep, I mean."

[511v3r_h4mm3r]

"I will," Max assured him. "I might be gone before you're up though. I need to go pick some things up from my locker. ... Change of clothes and that sort of thing."

[just_hex]

"You know the code. Come and go as you like," he replied softly.

"If you are here, I'll make you breakfast," Hex promised then.

[511v3r_h4mm3r]

Max nodded, but knew he wouldn't be there, and wouldn't be back for a while. When things got comfortable, Max tended to run.

"Goodnight, Hex."

[just_hex]

"G'night, Max," Hex replied, settling into his pillow.

He didn't expect him to be there when he woke, and yet Hex closed his eyes with the hope Max might be.