Feathers and Chocolate

Rythian turn up to the weekly guys night in looking rather dishevel, inventory full of bags and dog in tow.  
“What happened to you?” Lewis Joked as Rythian dragged himself though the Jaffa factory door.
“I decided to leave Blackrock…”
“WHAT” Simon and Duncan ran over.
“Not permanently or anything,” Duncan sighted, Rythian, Simon and Lewis glared at him “I just need some time to think, you know”  
“What she given you an ultimatum, ‘buy her an engagement ring or leave’” Asked Lewis bitterly. It was common knowledge Hanna had given him one very similar.
“Nope, quite the opposite I told her I loved her, and she told me she likes women” he gave that weak smile of someone who sadden, had come to terms with it.
“…uhum” the room was shocked, Rythian on the whole never vocalise his feeling so openly and bluntly, thought his feeling for Zoeya had always been clear for everyone to see. “What you going to do” Simon managed.
“Well I was kind hoping you guys would let me stay for the night before I head of tomorrow to find and build myself a new places to live”   Rythian looked hopefully, “I got a bed I can crash on the floor”
“Yer of course” said Simon
“Why don’t we have a bit of a sleep over and all sleep down here?” suggested Lewis
This idea was generally met with agreement and beds were fetched from all over the compound. When everyone had once again assembled, the gaming began. Ravs had bought his new whisky concoction and Duncan set up his invention that allowed them to play a worms like game. They all got unsurprising drunk, and in the early hours of the morning they crawled into bed.

CRASH and something that sounded like a muffled “f**k.” It took Rythian a few seconds to work out that he had fallen out of bed and was lying on the floor. Duncan lent out of the bed next to him.
“What the hell, dude?” he grumpily whispered, “sleep talking and now this, are you determined to keep me awake!”
“Sorry” Rythian told the cold floor “I am not just used to sleeping allow or in a single bed”
“Well you better had soon” Duncan said sounding more annoyed “are you going to stay on the floor, come on, get up” he demanded. Unable to come up with a witty come back, Rythian did as he was told. Rythian must have looked very helpless because instead of scolding him more Duncan moved Rythians bed up to touch his own.
“Now sleep quietly” Duncan huff before rowing away. Rythian crawled in to bed and fell asleep, he was far to tired to wonder why Duncan was being so nice, not even Duncan was shore were this burst of kindness came from.    
Duncan unlike Rythain didn’t fall asleep so quickly. He always struggled to sleep in a new place, and now he had the feeling Rythian was getting closer and closer to him. He was just about to shove the Enderboy away, when Rythian sleepily rolled over putting his arm around him, and said in an adorable way
“Duncan” cuddling in closer “you smell like….. Feathers and ….. Chocolate pudding” Rythian smiled sweetly. Duncan decided he must have been in shock, because he led in the dark staring at the ceiling, trying to persuade himself to push away the sleeping man, who had now clamped himself to him. But the longer he lead there the warmer and safer he felt and the harder it was for him to keep his eyes open. He finally fell asleep.

The enticing aroma of frying bacon and freshly backed bread wafted over to were the two men were sleeping, wakening them gently from there restful slumber.
“If I’d know this was what it took to get those two to get along, I would have suggested a sleep over years ago” Lewis beamed at Sjin who was manically frying mountains of bacons.
“I don’t think it will last” Sjin replied without looking up, and with that Rythain and Duncan started screaming at each other.  
“What the hell, dude? Get the f**k away from me you quire b*****d” Duncan squealed, pushing the half asleep Rythian out of bed.  
“How come I’m the gay one you put the beds together” Rythian defensively shouted back.
“No good deed goes unpunished hay, you looked so pathetic I had to look after you” Duncan trailed off haft was though to just a grumpy mumble. Rythian tried to gather u his stuff and his groggy head.
“Look I am thankful and I’m sorry I hugged you” Rythian continued to mumble about never having to apologise for hugging before in his life.
After several minutes of silence, Duncan murmured “you said I smelled like feathers and chocolate pudding” he shyly looked at the floor.
“That’s because you do” Rythian lent in to make sore before nodding and nonchalantly going back to his packing.
They didn’t speak after that; witch everyone was immensely grateful for, most peoples hangovers couldn’t take another shouting match. Not that they would have fort even if they did speck, Duncan was trying not to blush and Rythian was far too preoccupied with his big life changing move. So they all sat and eat there bread and bacon in near enough silence, until it was time to leave. The members of the Jaffa factory waved everyone else off, wishing Rythian partially good luck and a safe trip.