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23:59, the Brownstone, Prince Henry <3

y'all really be liking midnight for these guys lolll have some super soft firstprince feelings to round out your evening 💜🦗

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brownstone, 11:59pm

Something moving through the room wakes Henry. 

Well, wakes is a strong word. He hovers in that liminal space between asleep and awake, completely cozy on the sofa where he must have started dozing off in the middle of Bake Off reruns. He and David are curled together and it would literally take a modern miracle to get him to open his eyes, let alone move at this point.

Fingers card through his hair and when he inhales, Henry gets the faint whiff of cinnamon. Alex. He leans into the contact with a contented hum.

“Fell asleep watching Bake Off again, huh baby?”

“Mmm, it's distinctly possible.”

“You want to head upstairs or hang out down here?”

Henry does open his eyes at that. “Is it terribly uncouth to want to stay here? I’m so comfortable right now.”

“That depends, I guess.”

“On what?”

“On whether there’s room for me on the couch.”

The smile that he feels taking over his face must be so sappy, but Henry couldn’t care less about looking suave or coy right now. He just wants Alex to see how in love he is at this moment.

“There’s always room for you, love.”

Alex’s face does an amazing sort of melty thing that, were Henry standing, he’d need to sit down. As it is, his spine feels like pudding at the sight. Alex brushes a kiss on Henry’s forehead quickly and then stands straight.

“I’m gonna put my school stuff in the office and get into comfier clothes, but I’ll be back soon.”

“Don’t take too long.”

He doesn’t.

And if the three of them end up sleeping tangled together on the couch all night, only waking when the morning light hits their faces through the living room window— Well. No one can prove it.