Joey nodded a bit and reluctantly got to his feet. "I'll be right back, okay?" He headed into the bedroom to change and came back out a few minutes later. He was wearing some athletic shorts that he could tighten the waist of enough that they wouldn't fall paired with a massive white hoodie, which he was currently struggling to get his wings through the holes of.
Sol laughed softly. “Need some help, sweetheart?” he asked with a warm smile. It was unfair, really, how cute Joey looked in his clothes.
"Yeah… I can't find the holes." Joey huffed a bit, looking over his shoulder to see if he could find them. "This thing is so big that it's hard to discern wherever they are from all the folds."
Sol came over with another laugh. He adjusted the back of his hoodie so the holes were along Joey’s back, then he gently helped guide Joey’s white wings through. “Is that comfortable?”
Joey flirted his wings a couple times to test how they felt before nodding. "Yeah, that's good. Thanks!" He grinned up at Sol and held his hoodie sleeve covered hands up to him.
Sol smiled fondly at Joey, then leaned down to gently wrap his arms around the slight angel, spinning them around and laughing softly. “Stars, how are you so cute? I just can’t get over it.”
Joey laughed softly as well, his cheeks flushed pink. "I dunno~" He hesitated for a second before kissing Sol's cheek gently, stretching out his wings to keep his balance in the other's arms.
Sol’s eyes widened in wonder, both at the gentle kiss and the loveliness of the angel in his arms. “What did I ever do to deserve you?” he whispered, a soft smile on his face.
Joey flushed harder and buried his face in Sol's chest. "Noooo… I don't deserve you." He insisted, folding his wings close to himself.
Holding Joey close, Sol closed his eyes with a smile. “Maybe we deserve each other, then, yeah?” he whispered, pressing a kiss to Joey’s head.
"Mmmm~… yeah, I guess so…" He replied softly, unable to keep himself from smiling. "What time is it? I'm kinda tired…"
Sol turned to glance at the clock. “Just after eight, do you want to go to bed?” he replied, rocking slowly with Joey in his arms.
"Mm… it's kinda early, but yeah, maybe. I'm pretty tired…" Joey yawned and huddled closer to Sol.
Sol chuckled quietly. “That’s okay, sweetheart, you need to catch up on sleep,” he murmured, still swaying slowly. “Want me to take you to the guest room?”
Joey hesitated for a brief moment before nodding. "Yeah, that would be great… thank you." He said softly.
Sol gave him a soft smile, then made his way to the guest bedroom, where he gently set Joey down on his feet. “Do you need anything before bed, estello?” he asked
Joey shook his head and sat down on the bed, looking up at Sol. "No, I'm alright. Thanks, though. I'll see you in the morning!" He smiled brightly.
“See you in the morning,” Sol answered with a smile, leaning down to press a kiss to Joey’s forehead before leaving, closing the door behind him. Not long after, he was in his own room, grabbing a book off his shelf and settling in bed. He’s safe he’s safe he’s safe
Joey curled up on the bed and yawned again, soon drifting off to sleep. He huddled up in the blankets and trilled contentedly, seeming to be pretty comfortable for the moment.
(Skippyyyy)
(yeeee)
Morning came, and Sol was still asleep. For all his talk of Joey needing to sleep better, his own sleep schedule was lamentable. It’s not that he went to bed late, just that he often awoke with nightmares. That being said, he had slept better than usually and that morning found him asleep later than usual.
Joey woke up a little before Sol and headed into the other's room, sitting down beside him to play with his hair and wait for him to wake up. He stuck his tongue out a bit, humming idly to himself as he ran his fingers through Sol's hair.
“…dove sono finite le stelle?” Sol mumbled softly in his sleep, rolling over and unconsciously leaning into Joey’s touch. He was near to waking, but still walking on the side of dreams.
Joey smiled fondly down at Sol, no clue what the other was saying, but thinking he was cute anyway. He curled a lock of Sol's hair around one finger, trilling softly and fluttering his wings. He'll probably wake up soon…
(^italian à la google translate btw)
(Aww)