Pale was the first to wake up after last night, waking up to the sheets ruffled and wrinkled with only a blanket to protect them from the cold, feeling just a bit sore between his still summoned thighs, and their clothes scattered just about everywhere around the room. He knew exactly what happened, and though his emotion of absolute giddy joy dimmed since then, he still smiled from ear to ear about it.

     He attempted getting up so he could get out of bed, his own body ushering him otherwise with a dull pain echoing from a very convenient spot. He sighed, still smiling with glee as he searched around for his clothes as best he could. But as it turns out, his clothes were thrown to and fro all on very different points of the room. His shirt was thrown over at the dresser, his jacket near the door across from the bed, his pants were stuck up on the ceiling light somehow, he can only assume where the less obvious-to-find things may be.

     "You must have been very eager to have me," he laughed out softly to the sleeping Template, his voice too hushed to disturb his boyfriend's sleep. "I can only assume where your clothes might be at."

     But to his surprise and delight, Template's clothes were right at the foot of the bed. He grinned, picking up the mostly black and red clothes with hints of blue and yellow. He needed to get dressed and he didn't feel the need to search through his closet for a decent pair of clothes, surely Template wouldn't mind if he took his clothes.

     A giggle left him as he slipped on the outfit, with it being a little too big on him but sooo comfy. With that he tied the sweater around his waist and immediately used his magic to teleport himself onto the living room couch.

     For a good amount of time, he just laid there and relaxed; smiling to himself as he recalled last night's events in a hazy daydream before he was interrupted.

     "Pale! Did you seriously just steal my clothes?!" Template had shouted from the bedroom above. Pale just burst into laughter, causing Template to huff a little just hearing it through the floor. "Why?! How would it feel if I just took your clothes?!" Template had attempted to threaten, only for another laugh to come out of the other.

     "Go right ahead! Take whatever you can find!" Template took a look around the room, spotting the scattered clothes spread out against the room before sighing. He got up from the bed and began to pick up the clothing.

     Pale was giggling to himself as he cuddled into his boyfriend's clothes, finding a sense of safety he'd always had around Template. Just the familiar feeling of being held close by him made him ease into the couch even more. He kept looking at the opening though, waiting for Template to come through and show himself in his own clothes.

     And that's exactly what had happened.

     Template came around the corner, a little huffish but adorn with a one-size-too-small-and-it's-tight-but-not-all-too-tight outfit with only his glasses and gloves being the only that was on that was actually his. Pale giggled sweetly and opened his arms up for Template only for him to plop down on the couch.

     "You look amazing, Temp~" Template looked over and sighed with a soft chuckle.

     "Don't I always do?"