[PROMPT] Bunny Love

There was a dull mumbling through the burrow - a soft sound of static and blurred voices. Quiet, yet loud enough to make Tsubaki stir in bed.

He reaches his hand out, searching for what should be next to him. Only to stir when he isn't greeted by the warmth of another person, only a lingering heat left in the flannel sheet. He was always a light sleeper, the smallest of things could wake him up. Clay-red eyes flutter open as he sits up and looks around. With Swain nowhere in sight. With a groan, and a rub of his eyes, Tsubaki left the bed and shuffled towards the sound coming from the other room.

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Swain couldn't sleep. No matter how hard he tried, tonight was just not the night for him. Having left the comfort of his shared bed, he was now plopped down on a worn couch. The pleather cushions dipping beneath his weight.

He had the television playing, vaguely paying attention to whatever slop was on in the early hours of the morning. The cowboy didn't pay too much attention, just needing something to ease the silence - making sure to keep it quiet so as to not wake up his partner.

Yet the soft tap of hooves against old wooden floors proved otherwise. With a turn of his head, Swain saw Tsubaki standing in the doorway to their bedroom “Mmn... you okay, Swain?” Tsubaki murmured, voice slurred with sleep.

Despite the fact Tsubaki was half asleep, Swain couldn't help but take a moment to admire him in the low light. He always thought Tsubaki was the most beautiful thing in the world, even when his two-toned hair was tossed every which way and the shirt he wore as pajamas sliding off his shoulder.

The sight alone was enough to fluster the normally collected cowboy.

“A-ah! Howdy there, sugar. Sorry for waking' ya...” Swain murmured, grabbing the remote and muting the television. The static still hummed around them. “I'm fine. Just... strugglin' tah get some shut eye tonight.” He patted the spot beside him on the couch, giving Tsubaki a tired smile. “C'mere.”

Swain kept his gaze trained on Tsubaki as he watched the envy bun walk over, grabbing a throw blanket off of the nearby recliner. The cowboy couldn't help but laugh as Tsubaki bundled himself in a little blanket cocoon before flopping beside him on the couch. “You're fine, just missed you.” Tsubaki yawned as he laid down, resting his head against Swain.

The pride bun let out a pleased rumble as Tsubaki rested his head on his belly. Soft white hair tickled at his skin as Tsubaki got nice and comfortable. Bringing his hand up, Swain started to thread the soft strands through his calloused fingers.

“Ain't you sweet, s'no wonder why I call ya Sugar.” Swain joked, moving his hand away from Tsubaki's hair. Instead, keeping his arm wrapped around the smaller man's shoulders. Pulling him closer, more secure against him. Again, Swain just quietly took in the sight of his Sugar. Curled around him with the blanket completely enveloping him. Aside from the tips of hooves. Fabric slightly swishing in time with a gentle way of envy's tail.

A rush of pride flowed through Swain as Tsubaki's face flushed a soft pink at the compliment. “You're such a dork...” was the only thing was able to mutter in response. Burying his face in Swain's stomach.

With a scoff of mock offense, Swain gently swatted Tsubaki's shoulders before rubbing soothing circles against his blanket clad darling. “Yah wound me with them harsh words of yers, Sugar.” He teased. There was a moment of silence before it was broken by a particularly loud yawn from Tsubaki. Swain looked down with a soft smile. “Go back ta sleep, hun. I'll be right here.” Swain murmured.

He could feel Tsubaki nod against his stomach, watching as his eyes fluttered closed. It wasn't long before Tsubaki's breathing grew more steady, as he was lulled into a quiet slumber.

Swain would carry him back to bed later. For now, he wanted to bask in the moment. Sleepless nights were the worst, but they were made just a bit sweeter with Tsubaki.

“Goodnight Sugar, I love ya.”