( "your boyfriend's adorable!" "i know, right?" )

"Come on, Bear! Get your ass up!" Luke was already dressed and hopping up and down on the bed they were sleeping on like a petulant kid. "We've got a flight to catch!"

"Five more minutes." Barrett opened up a bleary eye to glance at the clock, praying for double-digit hours. 8:30 a.m. The bitch went back on his word. He took his foot and hooked it around Luke's ankle to take him down. Which was a bad move because Luke fell and landed on him. "I hate you. So much," Barrett groaned and rolled over to look at Luke.

"You took me down and I landed on you. That's your bad timing, babe. Now get up. Ashton and Michael are gonna be here any minute." Luke patted his cheek before kissing his forehead and getting up. "Thank god you packed the night before. Which oddly reminds me to try and not fuck you to sleep because Lord knows you'd only sleep in later." He left the room before Barrett could get a word out.

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"Nice of you to finally join us." Luke smiled innocently as if he hadn't just piqued the interest of Barrett's southern hemisphere moments prior. Barrett only gave him a look before taking Luke's mug and downing the rest of his coffee. "The hell was that for?"

"You know what." Barrett handed back the empty mug as Ashton and Michael watched in amusement. "You said you'd stop waking me up at eight."

"I said I'd stop waking you up at eight to get the studio. This is a whole, different scenario," Luke pointed. "And then you go and tell me that like it was gonna get me up," Barrett shot back, still partially aroused.

Luke shrugged. "You're up now, aren't you?"

"Because I had to take a cold shower."

"Well," Ashton clapped his hands together, "as much as I do want this to go on, we gotta go."

"What were you two even on about?" asked Michael as he was nice enough to drag Barrett's suitcase to the van. "Have your boyfriend offer to fuck you to sleep and then you'll find out." Barrett fell face-first into the backseat and knocked out.

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The four of them were waiting in their respected terminal after having their bags checked and thrown onto a moving belt. They had an hour and a half wait and Barrett thought it was the best time to take a nap.

He and Luke were sitting on one side while Ashton and Michael were sitting opposite them. His head was resting on Luke's shoulder, his body slack, arms crossed, and eyes shut. Luke lay a protective hand on Barrett's knee when he saw two teen girls come their way.

"We saw you coming to this terminal and we wanted to say hi but you all seemed so dead tired, especially Bear," one girl said, eyeing Barrett with concern. "If it's not too much to ask, my friend and I were wondering if we could have your autographs." She handed Luke a notepad and a pen. He nudged Barrett awake and said, "Your first autograph, dude." He signed it and passed it to Barrett, who signed his nickname before handing it over to Ashton, who signed it and then gave it to Michael, who also signed and handed it back to the girls.

They looked at the signatures before awing at one of them. "He signed his nickname with a paw print. Your boyfriend's adorable!"

Luke looked down at Barrett appreciatively, who was wearing his hoodie. "I know, right?"

"Thank you!" The two girls thanked them before heading off to their terminal. "You guys are so cute, it's sickening and it's making me miss Ruby." Ashton scrunched his nose in mock disgust. Luke wound an arm around his boyfriend proudly.

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"Take it from me and don't sleep on planes. Ever." Barrett rubbed his neck to wring out the rest of the knots. "I woke up with two cricks in my neck and a side of whiplash from hitting my forehead into the seat in front of me. I'm telling you, planes hate me, man."

"Aw, baby," Luke cooed playfully before kissing Barrett's temple. They touched down in Japan and were standing by the luggage carousel waiting for their bags. Barrett was finally awake and lovingly clinging to Luke from behind and resting his chin on Luke's shoulder. "Hey, guys. Bags are here." Michael nudged his head toward the luggage that was making its way around. They grabbed their bags and made their way to the rented van.