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Zacky's eyebrows furrow as his boyfriend walks into their apartment. He watches as Matt kicks off his shoes by the door, cocking his head as the more muscular of the couple walks through to the lounge and throws himself into his favourite chair with a loud sigh. Zacky's lips pull into a half smile as he continues to watch his boyfriend with a confused expression. Matt slowly turns his head to meet Zacky's eyes, grinning at him and shrugging.

"Are you seriously wearing a snapback?" Zacky asks, his eyebrows raising, his expression changing to a slightly accusing one. Matt fixes his hat and shrugs, causing Zacky to laugh loudly, "Why in God's name are you wearing a snapback?"

"Because I want to?" Matt tries, lifting his hips a little and getting comfortable in his seat. Zacky's lips twist to the side and he nods slowly, and Matt knows that Zacky doesn't believe him for one moment. "What? Am I not allowed to wear hats now?" he asks, his voice becoming embarrassingly high as he tries to defend himself.

"Oh, you're allowed to wear hats. But you in a snapback? There has to be a reason," Zacky says, an amused smile playing on his lips.

Matt takes off his snapback and puts it on the coffee table, before running his hand through his hair and pulling a few strands to the front, looking up at it dissapprovingly. Zacky grins and shakes his head a little.

"So that's why," he laughs. Matt looks back at him, scowling.

"I noticed how long it's gotten. I'm ashamed," he pouts, tszujing his hair, before pushing it back.

Zacky hums in the back of his throat, "I like it long," he muses.

"I don't," Matt retorts.

Zacky pouts, picking up the snapback and examining it. He stands, sitting himself back down in Matt's lap, making the elder's eyebrows shoot up, but he doesn't complain. Zacky pulls Matt's shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor and putting his snapback back on his head at a slight angle. He leans down and kisses him, guiding his large hands to his hips, before cupping his face. They share this kiss for a while, Zacky slowly running his hands down Matt's chest, before pulling away.

"...What was that for?" Matt asks, slowly, his voice slightly raw.

Zacky smirks, "Show off your arms, legs, chest, show off your back,"

Matt runs an incisor over his lip, "Snapbacks an' tattoos,"

"Snapbacks an' tattoos."

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Zacky's eyebrows furrow as his boyfriend walks into their apartment. He watches as Matt kicks off his shoes by the door, cocking his head as the more muscular of the couple walks through to the lounge and throws himself into his favourite chair with a loud sigh. Zacky's lips pull into a half smile as he continues to watch his boyfriend with a confused expression. Matt slowly turns his head to meet Zacky's eyes, grinning at him and shrugging.

"Are you seriously wearing a snapback?" Zacky asks, his eyebrows raising, his expression changing to a slightly accusing one. Matt fixes his hat and shrugs, causing Zacky to laugh loudly, "Why in God's name are you wearing a snapback?"

"Because I want to?" Matt tries, lifting his hips a little and getting comfortable in his seat. Zacky's lips twist to the side and he nods slowly, and Matt knows that Zacky doesn't believe him for one moment. "What? Am I not allowed to wear hats now?" he asks, his voice becoming embarrassingly high as he tries to defend himself.

"Oh, you're allowed to wear hats. But you in a snapback? There has to be a reason," Zacky says, an amused smile playing on his lips.

Matt takes off his snapback and puts it on the coffee table, before running his hand through his hair and pulling a few strands to the front, looking up at it dissapprovingly. Zacky grins and shakes his head a little.

"So that's why," he laughs. Matt looks back at him, scowling.

"I noticed how long it's gotten. I'm ashamed," he pouts, tszujing his hair, before pushing it back.

Zacky hums in the back of his throat, "I like it long," he muses.

"I don't," Matt retorts.

Zacky pouts, picking up the snapback and examining it. He stands, sitting himself back down in Matt's lap, making the elder's eyebrows shoot up, but he doesn't complain. Zacky pulls Matt's shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor and putting his snapback back on his head at a slight angle. He leans down and kisses him, guiding his large hands to his hips, before cupping his face. They share this kiss for a while, Zacky slowly running his hands down Matt's chest, before pulling away.

"...What was that for?" Matt asks, slowly, his voice slightly raw.

Zacky smirks, "Show off your arms, legs, chest, show off your back,"

Matt runs an incisor over his lip, "Snapbacks an' tattoos,"

"Snapbacks an' tattoos."