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It had been a couple of weeks since Old Beavis and Butthead had been dating. They accompanied each other very well so far in their relationship, Old Butthead seemed nicer to Old Beavis.
Old Beavis liked it, he enjoyed it when his lover would compliment him, and do his silly little pickup line toward him. He blushed at the thought, he would say some stupid shit when they scored. Old Beavis would say he hated it, but deep down he kinda liked it.
Old Beavis looked up to his lover, he smiled softly at him. Old Butthead looked at his lover and smiled shyly at him, giving him a small kiss on the cheek before turning his eyes back on the tv.
Old Butthead was still kinda getting used to being together with his childhood friend, he didn’t feel like a wuss anymore when he told him “I love you.” But he still felt awkward in public with Old Beavis. His lover would hold his hand as they walked, which made him feel good, but he was scared that people would judge them. Unknowingly that today’s society was more accepting of queers than back in their time in the 90s.
But mostly, they would just snuggle on their couch watching TV or lying in bed together. Almost every day they spent together, just the two of them. Well, it was usual for them to be together every day, but not this close.
Old Butthead also felt more confident in himself ever since he confessed to Old Beavis like he accomplished something great in his life for once. He would do more romantic things with Old Beavis, like sit on their stairs as they watch the sun rise and set. Or climb up on the roof and watch the stars, wondering if something really was out there. Of course, Old Beavis was still terribly scared of heights, so Old Butthead would try as hard as he could to help his lover out.
Old Butthead snaps out of his thoughts when he heard his lover chirp his name.
“Uh, Butthead? Do you mind if we move to the bed? I’m feeling a little tired again.” Old Beavis asked.
“Oh, yeah sure.” Old Butthead replied.
They got off the couch and headed for the bedroom, Old Beavis went to the closet to take off his shirt and pants, and he walked out to face his lover. Old Butthead enjoyed looking at Old Beavis’ slim body, he liked looking at all the burn scars and small details on him. He remembered how Old Beavis got some of them, but he saw some other ones that he wasn’t aware of.
“Okay come on Butthead! Let’s snuggle together!” Old Beavis suggested, he smiled happily at his lover.
Old Butthead nodded and climbed into bed, waiting for Old Beavis. His lover joined soon after, and he nuzzled into Old Butthead’s chest, hugging him tightly. He ran his fingers through Old Beavis’ hair, he liked feeling each strand of blonde hair.
“I always liked your hair… It’s… Nice and stuff…” Old Butthead said. He smiled softly, he felt flustered by his words and what Old Beavis was gonna say.
“Heh, thanks… I liked your hair when you had it still… Hm hehehehe…” Old Beavis replied. He chuckled a bit.
“Yeah, yeah… At least I’m not the one screaming your name in bed.” Old Butthead replied, he chuckled a bit as well.
Old Beavis gets flustered and nuzzles his head into his lover’s chest more, “Shut up!” He muffles.
Old Butthead padded his lover’s back. He stares at the wall for a bit before checking in on his boyfriend, he hears him snoring a bit. He chuckles to himself and falls asleep shortly after.