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Fic: Rule 47

“Weren’t you supposed to be writing today?” he asks, ruffling Will’s hair as he passes by.

“It wasn’t working for me.” Will smiles at Chris, leaning back to give him an upside down kiss as he places the iPad aside. “How was work?”

“Long,” Chris says, walking away toward the kitchen, “but good, you know?” He opens the fridge door and stares into it blankly before closing it. He’s not hungry or thirsty really, but tends to wander into the kitchen and look into the fridge for no reason he can discern. Will says it’s adorable.

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With You, Definitely (NC-17)

“Hi.” Will blinks sleepily up at him. Chris feels a smile bloom all the way from his chest to his face. “Whatcha doin’?”

“Woke up early and couldn’t sleep. Tried to motivate myself to run but then I had a plot bunny and so I’ve been writing.”

“Mmm,” Will stretches again, then shifts so his forehead is against Chris’s thigh. He’s extra warm under Chris’s palm, naked shoulders hard muscle under skin when he runs it up and down Will’s arm. His stomach tightens a little because Will half naked and sleep soft is so alluring.

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Fic: We'll See

“What’s with the scruff?” Chris asks, rubbing the tips of his fingers against Will’s jaw.

“Been home all day,” Will kisses him lightly, pulls back to smile. “Didn’t feel like shaving.”

“Boxers and scruff all day then?” Chris turns, pulls a diet coke out of the fridge.

“Don’t you like it?” Will leans against the counter. There are dirty dishes in the sink and crumbs everywhere. Is this what Will working from home is going to look like?

Chris sighs. “We’ll see.”

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