(Goth)

Sighing, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. Leaving my clothes in the bathroom I entered Palette's bedroom from his en-suite. My boyfriend wasn't here, so I laid on his bed and waited. Getting a little cold, I snuggled into his blankets.

It was so cozy and warm in his bed. I could almost smell Palette's sweet sugary scent in his pillows, so I hugged one to my face. Taking a deep breath I sighed, silently wishing Palette was in bed with me. 

Being so comfortable, I closed my eyes and decided to take a nap.

(Palette)

Goddam he's adorable, I thought as I saw Goth sleeping in my bed. Technically, he was over for a few hours to game with me. Geno had no idea him and I had been dating for almost a year. Geno knew I liked his son, but he had no idea how much I loved him. Nor did Reaper.

Going to my bathroom I saw his clothes and smirked. I had never seen him naked...

Sighing and giving my head a little shake, I folded his clothes and set them next to my bed, sitting down by his side. He wasn't eighteen yet and I promised myself I wouldn't do anything to him before he was of age. But dating him... so long as I kept myself in check, it wasn't bad. I would wait because I loved him.

After briefly considering waking him up, I sighed again and stood. Taking my jacket off I hung it up, then removed my shirt. Going to the bathroom I washed my face then toweled it off. Being in the bathroom, I decided I might as well use it.

I left the door open, thinking Gothy was too asleep to notice.

(Gothy)

Waking up slowly, I felt a weight leave the bed next to me and watched as Palette stood up and took his shirt and hat off. My face grew warm when he took his shirt off, exposing all of his ribs to me. I had a perfect view as he entered the bathroom and washed his face. My head slid under the covers slightly as I saw him drop his pants to use the restroom. 

Then I remembered that I was naked under his blankets and my blush grew more.

He pulled his shorts back up and returned to the bedroom. He saw me peeking from under the covers and blushed a light yellow-green, glancing at the bathroom.

Bringing my head out of the blankets I smiled at him, "Palette, can you come snuggle with me? I'm cold."

"B-but you're under the blankets..."

"Please?" I shivered a little, "I wanna snuggle..."

He sighed, walking over and giving me a gentle smile. He caressed my cheek as I smiled at him.

"Alright, for a little while," he said, "Scoot over."

I did so and he crawled into bed with me. Instantly I wrapped my arms around his chest and snuggled into his bones. Sighing contently, I relaxed next to him as he hugged an arm around me.

"Gothy..."

"Yeah, Pally?"

"Why are you naked?"

"I took a shower and laid down for a nap," I nuzzled him, "Your bed is so comfy...You can be naked too if you want..."

"I don't think that's a good idea..."

"Why not?"

(Palette)

God, he was so innocent. My soul pounded being this close to him, feeling his bones under my hand, his chest pressing onto mine, his skull resting on my sternum. I gently rubbed his arm, laying with him as he relaxed.

But being naked with him... I really don't think I should...

"C'mon, it's nice," he insisted, petting one of my ribs, "Please? For me?"

Letting out a big breath, I looked down at his smiling face, "You're not gonna try anything, are you?"

"Try what? We're just snuggling," he looked so innocent, so perfect...

"Fine, but only for a little while," I told him. Sitting up a bit I slipped my pants off and he instantly pressed his bare body against my own.

"You're really warm, Palette," he said softly, nuzzling his head on my chest, "I'm not cold anymore."

"I'm glad, Gothy," I told him. Sighing, I settled next to him.

(Goth)

What could I try with us in bed? I just wanted to be as close I could. He'd get so flustered around me sometimes, I just wanted him to be close.

Sometimes my mother, Geno, would be angry when Palette and I get close. He didn't like how much older he was than me and how affectionate he'd be. But I'm not a kid anymore. I can love who I want. Plus, Palette was only a handful of years old than me. I've known him my whole life. He's been so good to me.

Snuggling into him more, wrapping his arms closer around my body, I yawned. Palette yawned as well, hugging me as we both settled in for a little nap.

The beating of his soul beneath his bare ribcage lulled me to sleep. It was familiar, comforting, close, special...

"Love you, Pally," I said tiredly.

"Love you, too, Gothy..."