WARNING: Turtlecest
Rated: PG
Pairing: Leo/Don
Author Note: Written for MutantRumbler (https://www.deviantart.com/mutantrumbler) as a (late) Secret Santa gift.
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1:00pm
I'm not sure why I'm up now. This is normally the time we sleep, waiting for the sun to set so we have the shadows as allies once more. But I am awake and taken by an urge to put my thoughts into words, to see them neatly typed out while the soft sound of Leo's breath beckons me back to bed. He's not asleep. I know he's not, and he knows I know. But he'll give me this time because he understands that there are nights I can't quiet my mind, as he does so easily, and must use this exercise of typin