[center][h2]Winter "[color=6ecff6][b]W[/b][/color]" Gabriele[/h2]
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When Ash's phone buzzed, Winter was the one to move first, reaching for his own phone before realizing it wasn't his that was buzzing. Nonetheless, he continued to pick himself up, making his way to seat himself on the side of the bed as the dark haired model behind him moved about as well. Reaching for his cooling coffee on the floor, Winter lifted it to his lips, tentative sips warming the back of his neck as the sweet heat of the coffee made it's way towards his chest. The enveloping warmth almost made up for Ash's missing warmth-- almost. The older photographer continued to sip at his drink, glancing to the side as Ash frowned over his phone. 

Resting the coffee mug once more on the floor and glancing discreetly at the time on Ash's phone, Winter decided the other man's licentious attitude finally got him, laying back and letting the back of his head hit fabric. A single eye opened at the feel of lightly warm plastic resting on his chest, an arm propping up behind his head as his other hand reached for the phone. He tapped it as the screen dimmed, barely reading the first word as his eyes wandered up to Ash's face.

[b]"[color=6ecff6]I don't think you'd make a very good drag queen,[/color]"[/b] commented Winter with a grin, a huff of air leaving his nose in laughter, [b]"[color=6ecff6]I've seen you walk barefoot, can't imagine how you'd handle heels[/color]."[/b] His eyes went back to the phone, his focus switching between the way Ash ticked nervously to the words detailing the job offer. It had been a long while since Winter had been nervous for a job, but perhaps it was how intimate Ash tended to be and how close they'd become, but Winter almost felt the anxiety from every brush of skin they had. It made him comment, [b]"[color=6ecff6]I can teach you tricks if you want, though,[/color]"[/b] nonchalantly, as though a joke, but underneath it an assurance that he was beside him.

As Ash asked for his professional advice, Winter fell quiet, putting the phone down and shutting his eyes, the hand that wasn't behind his head making their way towards Ash's and just holding them. He stayed like that for a little, pale thumb lightly caressing calloused knuckles, the morning light starting to harshen as the day began to truly start. 
[b]"[color=6ecff6]I think you should do the commercial,[/color]"[/b] said the white haired photographer, opening his eyes and glancing towards Ash.[b] "[color=6ecff6]You have a good physique and you should show it off for now. You should ask Mike the scheduling though, there may be a chance you could get them both.[/color]"
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He pulled himself upright and placed the phone beside him on the bed, reaching a hand to mess Ash's hair-- [b]"[color=6ecff6]And there's nothing wrong with being greedy now and again,[/color]"[/b] he added, another lazy grin on his face. Pulling the coffee mug from the ground once more, Winter stood as he took a drink, resting it on a nearby table as he made his way to his closet, pulling out items of clothing meticulously, as though he'd planned the night before what he was going to wear-- which of course couldn't be true given he'd been rather [i]preoccupied.[/i]

[b]"[color=6ecff6]I'm gonna take a quick shower-- your coffee should be done brewin by now,[/color]"[/b] he said, wrapping a tie around the hanger of a black button down before hesitating and putting it back. [b]"[color=6ecff6]I think I accidentally left my creamer out, too. Just put it back.[/color]"[/b] Carrying the items of clothing with him to the attached bathroom, he added, [b]"[color=6ecff6]I'm coming out in ten minutes. If you're still in bed, I'm not buying you your coffee.[/color]"[/b] It was an empty threat, and Ash probably knew it, but it was at least a bit of motivation. As Winter shut the shower room behind him, as though it was timed, the jazz faded to a stop, and the apartment was quiet. 

After a heartbeat, it was replaced by the muffled sound of the shower on the other side.