• stop moving


"dream, stop moving!" fundy giggled. he had his fiancé trapped between his legs as the blond laid with his back against fundys chest.

fundy himself had his fingers playing with the loose strands of the others hair.
dream squirmed some more, laughing along. "make me," he challenged. fundy arched his eyebrow at what he was implying. as much as he really wanted to, he also wanted to finish tying the little braids in dreams hair.

dream tilted his head back, frustrating fundy more as he messed on the braid once again. the pink lips of the blond widened and he puckered up to hopefully receive a kiss.

"why are you being so clingy today? I thought you were usually tired after manhunts?" fundy questioned.

"can't be still when the wedding is so soon. especially if I'm getting married to someone as great as you."

fundy kissed his nose, earning a small pout from the masked man. "who knew I'd be marrying such a sap? now stay still and let me finish braiding your hair."

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