Cole mumbled something about being hungry and thirsty as he layed his head on my chest.

Typically, he'd be stuffing his face with any type of food this early in the morning, but I guess he was to lazy to cook anything today it was cold out today, it'd probably storm later today. But that's fine with me, because it means we have a good excuse to be so cuddled up together like this.

Damn, I haven't realized how much time I spend with him now that I've been on this dumb island. I even know his schedule- when he sleeps most, when he eats, what time he gets up in the morning. He always looks so cute in the morning, with his messy, shaggy hair really showing through and his tired yawns and eyes. But even so, he always wakes up super early to go to the pond. His dedication is kinda cute.

His hair really is getting long. Its almost to his shoulders now, I'm jealous at how good it looks without any sort of hair products or hair groomer. It naturally looked almost..layered?

You'd think almost two full years without shampoo, or conditioner, your hair would be oily and gross. But the pond must've had some kind of magical powers in it, because both of our hair was fine.

"We should profit off that," I declared out loud without thinking. I was mostly kidding, but hey, maybe it could work.

"Profit off what?" He mumbled.

"Oh, just thinking out loud. Your hair should be like absolutely disgusting, but that pond water really did something, because it's way better than mine ever was without any special products. We should steal some of its water, and take it back home to sell as our own. We could name it.. Colter. Cole mashed Peter together," I said stupidly. Must be that morning drowsiness.

Cole laughed tiredly and lifted his head to face me more. "That would be stealing from nature, and I doubt anyone would want.. Used pond water." He chuckled.

I ran my hands through his soft hair as I spoke. "Your right. Who knows how many fishes have probably shat in that water?"

Cole layed his head back down on my chest and wrapped his arms around me. "Now I really don't want to eat. Thanks, Petes."

I just laughed and rolled my eyes. "Glad to be of service. Also, Petes? That's so corny,"

He yawned and shrugged. "It's called a nickname, Peter. I won't be using it often though. To tired.. "

"What does you being tired have to do with a stupid nickna-"

I cut off my own sentence as I heard his soft snores. He'd fallen asleep. On my chest. With his arms wrapped around my body, like I'm some sort of pillow to cling onto.

I smiled softly and let my eyes rest too. It felt right to be here now, with my arms around him too. He wasn't fully on my body; he'd probably crush me, but he layed sprawled out on the bed with only his upper half layed on mine. His head rested on my chest like a pillow or cushion. We were always close like this, it came naturally now.

But that's just bros being bros, of course!

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(Denial is a river in EGYPT)

So.. Very short fluff chapter to make up for last chapter in last of spirit bear (and next but that's a spoiler) , I decided to try out first person! I may switch between them sometimes, if you guys don't mind. <3 which do you prefer??

( this is before they get off the island!! Like I said, these one shots don't rlly have a order. And I like the idea of them falling for each other while being on the island rather than after, but being in denial.