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Alexander grumbled and slowly stood. "Yeah, yeah, you've had your fun. Do you still need to stay in here or can you go to bed? Because I'm getting tired, and you know how I get when I'm tired."
Colden ruffled Alexander's dark hair out of habit, his lips curving into an affectionate smile, "Okay, I'll leave you to your beauty sleep, Xan. Remember not to sleep in too late tomorrow."
Colden ruffled Alexander's dark hair out of habit, his lips curving into an affectionate smile, "Okay, I'll leave you to your beauty sleep, Xan. Remember not to sleep in too late tomorrow."
Alexander huffed and shied away from the touch so as to not lean into it. "Yeah, yeah." He rolled his eyes playfully. "Go."
He chuckled and slipped from his parabatai's room, closing the door softly behind him.
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The next morning, Cole was up bright and early. As usual, he was still only wearing his boxers and t-shirt when he shuffled to the kitchen for breakfast. He was notoriously slow when it came to getting dressed and ready, always choosing to take his good ole time instead of hurrying.
He chuckled and slipped from his parabatai's room, closing the door softly behind him.
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The next morning, Cole was up bright and early. As usual, he was still only wearing his boxers and t-shirt when he shuffled to the kitchen for breakfast. He was notoriously slow when it came to getting dressed and ready, always choosing to take his good ole time instead of hurrying.
Alexander was up and sitting at the bar of the kitchen, drinking a cup of orange juice while staring off in the distance. He was wearing loose, soft jeans from many times of being worn, and a dark brown (that may have once been black) shirt. He had had another dream of the Warlock again, and it was even more vivid this time. It confused him.
"What are you staring at?" He grunted, observant despite his half-asleep state. Colden trudged to the fridge and pulled out the carton of milk. He got out as glass for himself and filled it to the top.