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[retox-to-detox]

Juna

inspired by Clairo's Juna. domestic fluff!

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8:47 AM. A pair of eyelashes flutter.Gabe felt the cold breeze hit his warm body. He’s always been a boxers kind of guy. His blanket is on the floor, having kicked it off in his sleep. His eyelids slowly open. A soft yawn accompanied by a full stretch. He decides to make his way to the kitchen and sees William, eyes closed, with a spatula in hand, swaying to the comforting voice of Clairo, and the sizzle of the pan with two sunny-side up eggs. He serves the eggs on two slices of toast waiting for the two of them.

Oooh-ooh, ooh  Come to me slowly 

Gabe gently wraps his arms around William’s waist and sways with him. William turns to kiss Gabe, wraps his arms around his neck and presses his forehead to his own, humming the melody. Gabe hums with him, rocking side to side.

It's when you talk close enough  That I feel it on my skin, breathe it in 

Gabe whispers “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” William whispers back, nuzzling his face in Gabe’s neck.

He smells Gabe’s musky perfume that he put on two days ago, sticking to everything it touches, but William doesn’t mind. Gabe buries his face in William’s hair. Strawberries. Just as sweet William is.

Most of these days (most of these days)  I don't get too intimate  Why would I let you in? (Why would I let you in?)  But I think again 

Gabe carefully drags his hand lower to William’s ass. William playfully swats it away, laughing. William then takes Gabe’s hand and lightly brushes it against the tent he’s slowly pitching, before squeezing his hand and tenderly dropping it. Gabe looks at William, enthralled. He tries reaching again, but William turns away. “That’s for dessert,” he says coyly. 

“And I have a sweet tooth.” Gabe retorts, before kissing William’s cheek.

William takes Gabe’s hands, places them on his shoulders, while he holds him at his waist. They slow dance, feeling each other’s hearts beat to the rhythm.

I don't even try  I don't have to think  With you, there's no pretending 

William mouths out the words.

You know me, you know me  And I just might know you too, know you  Come to me ready 

He looks into Gabe’s eyes, and sings along. Gabe is enamored, and holds William’s hand, squeezing it three times.

(You make me wanna) go dancing  (You make me wanna) try on feminine  (You make me wanna) go buy a new dress  (You make me wanna) slip off a new dress 

Gabe lifts their hands, while William spins. Gabe wraps himself around him, strokes his back and sings into his ear.

I don't even try  I don't have to think  With you, there's no pretending 

They kiss, the familiar taste of each other’s lips leave them gasping for air. They press their foreheads together, out of breath. They look at each other knowingly, before locking lips once again.

You know me, you know me  And I just might know you too, ooh  Come to me slowly 

They’re lucky to have found their person. Their Juna.