While lying on the bed, Johnny kept his eyes closed. At that point he just wanted sleep. The problem was that he had been in the bed for over an hour now.
"Johnny..."
He could hear his name being said. Hearing it said with a whisper made Johnny think that he was imagining it.
A warm hand touched his cheek. This made him start. The hand caressed his face, and he could feel his resolve slipping.
"Please?"
That did it. Johnny opened his eyes, even though he knew he shouldn't have. He looked up to see Orlando attempting to pout. Johnny groaned, and resisted from putting the pillow over his head.
That look alone could have the world at it's knees.
Johnny gave an exasperated sigh and sat up in the bed.
"Fine. I'll go shave." He said, pointing in the direction of the bathroom.
"Enjoy it while it lasts." Johnny muttered when Orlando kissed his cheek. But, as he got up to find the shaving cream and razor, he knew that it be worthwhile in the morning.