[Chuck scoots closer too, though resting on his side, and lays a hand across Mike's back. He buries his face under the covers up to his nose, then leans over, pecks Mike's cheek himself instead. He feels a little silly, really, but he wouldn't dream of letting that stop him from acting like an idiot.]
Good night, Mikey. [And this time, he does mean it.]
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Good night, Mikey. [And this time, he does mean it.]