Title: Late Night Play
Rating: T - Teen
Pairings: Chris/Evan
Genre: Romance
Warnings: Slash, possible language
Summary: Chris just wants to sleep, but someone wants to play.

AN: This is for my best friend, Kiharu, who has only recently started reading Chris/Evan. I don't' know where the idea came from, but it's stuck in my head and was really, really cute. I don't know if I'll turn around and write the back story for this one or not, but we'll have to see what happens.

LATENIGHTPLAY

Moonlight streamed through the small crack between the closed curtains, pouring over the figure on the bed. The white sheet dipped low on his hips, hiding his lower body. He was on his stomach, his head turned to the side, blond hair in disarray. His arms were under his head, resting on the pillow. The blankets beside him were tossed to the side, as though someone was there, but had gotten up. The blond man didn't move, eyes closed as he slumbered peacefully.

Unbeknownst to him, a pair of brown ears were visible over the edge of the bed. They rose until brown eyes watched the sleeping man. A small, lithe form backed away from the bed until it backed into the wall, a brown tail twitching in anticipation. Silent feet flew across the floor until they pushed off the ground, jumping onto the bed, and onto the sleeping blond.

"CHRIS!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

The blond jumped awake, catching the form that launched on him, and rolling off the bed, landing on the floor with a loud thud! The sheets were tangled around his legs, and the man he held to him giggled. Blue eyes and brown eyes met, and the blond sighed.

"Evan…"

"What? I'm not sleepy, Chris. I just want to play." Chris tilted his head slightly, watching the brunette as his brown tail twitched against Chris' sheet-covered leg.

"What is it going to take to get you to go to sleep, my kitten?" One of Chris' hands moved up and took the very tip of Evan's ears in between his thumb and index finger, rubbing the fur there. Evan purred softly, tilting his head slightly to give Chris an opportunity to rub it even more.

"I dunno… I just wanna play…."

While before, Evan sounded like he really did want to play, it now sounded more like Evan didn't want Chris' fingers to ever stop rubbing his ear. Chris sat up, holding Evan on his lap.

"Hmm… How about this. We'll get back in bed, because this floor is cold, and you can stay with me, and we'll play the word association game until you fall asleep. How's that sound?" Chris asked. Evan blinked, forcing his eyes to open from where they had fallen to half-lidded, to meet Chris'. He nibbled on his lip thoughtfully for a moment before he nodded.

"Alright. Fair enough," he said. He bounced onto the bed, his legs spread out, his hands sitting between them, and watched as Chris stood up, laying back in the bed, on his side this time. He pulled Evan to him, the smaller man curling up to the blond, and then Chris tucked them both under the sheet.

"Alright, Evan. What's the first word you think of when I say moon?" Chris asked, his hand coming up to brush through Evan's hair. A soft rumbling started as Evan began purring, and then he spoke.

"Cheese."

FIN

AN: So… That's it. And… … That's it.