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Started March 19, 2021 by Deleted user

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(thank you you have no idea how much that means to me (also i missed you))
“Okay,” Simon repeated. “So do you want to watch Parks and Rec? That is what it’s called, right?”

(sjdjajsjsja I missed you too!!)

Beckett nodded after a moment, still a bit in awe that he was allowed to just… lay here. With him. “Yeah, that’d be nice.” His words were slightly muffled, still curled to Simon’s chest.

“Can we start from the beginning? So I can get the story line?” He shifted Beckett so they were both looking at the TV. “When you’ve watched it I didn’t pay attention.”

Beckett- though somewhat reluctantly- turned around as well. “Sure,” he chirped with a smile that was audible in his voice. “It takes a few episodes to hit its stride, though.”

“I am a patient person,” Simon said confidently. “And if it turns out I don’t like it, I can just sit here with you while you watch it.”

"Uhm, okay. But if you don't like it just say something and we can put on something else." Beckett cued up the first episode, taking a moment to scroll through the various seasons. He tended to put on the later episodes, those being his favorites, so it took a second before he found it and hit play. He set the controller on the small table next to the couch once the episode was playing, getting comfortable.

Simon tipped his head back against the couch, watching the show with undivided attention. He took Beckett’s hand and intertwined their fingers, keeping his grip loose in case Beckett wanted to pull away.

He happily twined their fingers together, stroking Simon's hand for a moment before bringing both their hands to a comfortable resting spot on his hip. It always felt strange to rewatch a show from the very beginning, everything being so insanely different from what Beckett remembered- as weird as it was, though, the moment was incredibly comfortable. If not a bit different from cuddling he'd remembered, given that Simon was noticeably colder- it was pleasant however, and he was slowly but surely shifting closer.

“Are you doing that on accident?” Simon said in a low voice to Beckett. “The scooting closer.” He pulled his legs up so Beckett sat between his knees.

Beckett's heart jumped up into his throat for a split second, feeling all tingly where Simon's breath hit his skin. He shook his head. "I can move if you want," he spoke in a soft, unsure whisper.

“Why would I want you to move?” Simon frowned. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it.” He leaned forward slightly to kiss Beckett’s neck.

Beckett exhaled shakily, smiling softly to himself- he'd never been in this kind of situation before, but he couldn't say that he didn't like it. He shifted his head to the side a bit, silently giving Simon more room to work with.

Simon tucked his face into Beckett’s neck, pressing his lips against his skin. “I think,” Simon said against Beckett’s skin. “You should get a tattoo.”

He chuckled, reaching a hand up to ruffle Simon's hair lightly. "Of what?" He'd thought about tattoos in the past, though he'd never truly considered them- when he was younger, he'd been dead set on a tattoo for some book series he was into at the time. He couldn't even remember the name of it now, though he vaguely remembered it had something to do with the ocean.

“Hmmm. I don’t know. I have a microwave tattoo that I did in my room at three in the morning. You could get a matching microwave.”

Beckett turned around almost immediately. "You have a what?" He was too distracted by the fact that Simon had given himself a tattoo of a microwave to realize that he'd proposed matching tattoos. "You gotta show me that now."

Simon grinned and pulled his sleeve up to reveal a relatively well-done image of a microwave near the crook of his elbow. “Microwave is my favorite word, so I decided to tattoo it on my arm so I saw it every morning. It’s sorta stupid but mostly funny.”

Beckett's jaw dropped in sheer amusement and surprise, laughing after a moment. "Oh my god." He didn't think he'd even seen Simon smile this wide before. "I- I will consider getting a matching microwave tattoo," he chuckled after a moment. "I think mine would probably end up a bit better quality than your stick-and-poke, though."

“Is it really that funny?” Simon said, pulling his sleeve back down. “I just need to learn impulse control.”

Beckett shrugged. leaning his head against the arm of the couch. "Kinda," he answered simply. The show still played in the background, though it had been reduced to pleasant white noise as they talked. "A microwave." He chuckled, shaking his head lightly.

“Are you really that surprised that I have a microwave on my arm? I don’t think it’s that out of character.”

"…I mean, I guess it's not out of character. Doesn't make it any less amusing, though." Beckett just shrugged again, looking up at Simon with a wide grin.

Simon scowled and poked Beckett’s cheek. “It’s so very funny,” he deadpanned.

Beckett hesitated, then nodded. "Yes, it is. I- I mean it's cool that you did it yourself, but uh. Still very amusing."

He raised one eyebrow. “I think the correct response to that is thank you,” he said.