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Nace steps into his apartment, panting. He's just come back from his usual morning run, feeling energised and refreshed. The only thing that could make his day better is his boyfriend – sometimes, Bojan joins him for his run, but today, he'd chosen to sleep in instead.

"Bojan!" Nace calls, but there's no reply. Perhaps he hasn't woken up yet? It isn't uncommon for him to still be asleep at this time. But – what is that high-pitched sound? It sounds vaguely like—

"Nace!" Nace turns the corner and stops dead in his tracks. He rubs his eyes. Pinches himself once. Twice. Nope, he's not dreaming.

Bojan is standing on their bed – but he's about a tenth of his usual size. They stare at each other for a minute before Bojan says Nace's name again, tiny hands on his tiny hips.

Nace closes his eyes, Bojan's comically high-pitched shouts landing on deaf ears as Nace turns around.

He's not doing this today.

"I just wanted to shrink you so we would finally be the same size," Bojan sobs, his miniscule tears splashing onto the covers. "But I forgot which cup I put the potion in, and..."

Nace doesn't know what to say. He almost wishes that he'd just left his house and not come back. Did Bojan just admit to, essentially, attempting to poison him?

Sighing, Nace picks Bojan up and puts him onto his right palm. "That's definitely way smaller than your size."

"I may have. Underestimated it. Apparently." Mini-Bojan sniffles and wipes his tears. "Or maybe it's karma for trying to pull something like that on you."

"...glad you know. Well, are you going to stay this small forever?"

Bojan shudders. "No, thank god. Just for 24 hours."

"You wanted to shrink me to your size for 24 hours?" Nace asks, raising his eyebrows. "Why? It seems like a lot of trouble to go through for something that won't even be permanent."

"Because you're so tall!" Bojan bursts out, an adorable pout on his face. "You know, I'm not even that short. But you – you and Kris, damn him – are stupidly tall!" Bojan looks dangerously close to tears again, so Nace extends a singular finger from his left hand to pat Bojan's head. Bojan immediately grabs onto it, nuzzling it with a sigh. "I was so looking forward to it, too – the amount of dreams I had where I could finally kiss you without needing to reach up, all crushed..."

Nace retracts his finger, drawing out a whine from Bojan. He brings Bojan to his lips, pressing a small kiss to the top of his head, almost knocking him over. Bojan giggles, falling backwards onto his back.

"Feel any better, love?" Nace asks, smiling fondly down at Bojan.

"No! This is terrible!" Bojan exclaims, but the matching smile on his face betrays him anyway.

Nace spots two cups of coffee on the bedside table when he turns his head to put Bojan gently back down on the bed, and he perks up, his eyes brightening. "Oh, you made coffee?"

"Yyyyes. Yep. Yeah. I did. You should totally drink that. Yes."

Nace squints down at Bojan. "You're a terrible liar, Bojan. What—" His eyes widen as he realises. "Oh, is that...?"

Bojan sighs, long and aggrieved. "Yeah. The potion, or whatever." He suddenly fixes his gaze on Nace, staring at him intensely. "You could still drink it. We could be small together?"

"Absolutely not." Nace pokes Bojan's head as lightly as he can, but it's already enough to make him lose his balance, his arms pinwheeling about as his tries not to topple over. "We wouldn't be able to get anywhere. How would we get any food at all? Are you planning to climb the walls?"

Bojan remains silent for a few seconds. "...I hate to admit, that's a good point. But hypothetically, if stuff like that wasn't a problem...?"

"Then I guess I would consider being small with you. Together."

"You're the best, Nace!" Bojan all but squeals, hugging Nace's finger – he's barely big enough to wrap around it, Nace notices with amusement.

They spend the day doing nothing but talking to each other, Nace feeding Bojan snacks throughout the day – being so small, his appetite has also greatly decreased, and only after a few chips, Bojan is already squeaking into Nace's ear that he's full.

"You know, it's kinda tiring, being so small," Bojan muses after a few hours. "I have to constantly shout so that you can hear me."

"Yeah, I can only imagine," Nace replies, distracted by something on his phone, not looking at Bojan. He doesn't realise Bojan's staring at him expectantly until he clears his throat, making Nace look up from his phone and at Bojan, sitting next to him, leaning against his thigh. Even then, Nace's not sure what Bojan wants, at they both stare at each other until Bojan sighs.

"That was your cue to offer me to sleep on you," Bojan hints, stretching his arms onto Nace's thigh.

"Ah. Do you want to sleep on me?" Nace asks, unable to resist the smile forming on his lips at Bojan's enthusiastic nod.

"On your neck!" Bojan instructs, reaching his arms up for Nace to pick him up. Nace gladly obliges, lifting Bojan onto his shoulder, where he snuggles into the nook of Nace's neck contentedly. It's a little ticklish, but Nace doesn't mind; it's enough for him to know that Bojan is satisfied.

Soon enough, Nace hears very soft snoring coming from Bojan, still slumped against his neck. He can't quite turn his head adequately to check, but when he gingerly picks Bojan up, the man doesn't stir. His small size genuinely seems to have taken a toll on him as Nace sets him down softly onto the bed, going to the kitchen to cook himself dinner; one whole day has already passed just like that. He'd been planning to take Bojan out on a date today, but, well, that obviously isn't happening. It had been nice, though, to just spend the day at home, like an impromptu stay-at-home date instead of going somewhere fancy. And his boyfriend being ten percent of his regular size.

As Nace eats, he remembers to set some aside for Bojan just in case he wakes up hungry in the middle of the night. He sets the leftovers on the bedside table, then climbs under the covers, careful not to accidentally squash Bojan and to keep a safe distance from him so that he won't roll onto Bojan in his sleep. Seeing Bojan knocked out like this, another wave of fondness washes over Nace. Trust Bojan to accidentally shrink himself. Actually, where had he even gotten that potion from? How does one even find a shrinking potion?

Nace decides it's best to not know. Ignorance is bliss, and Bojan will have returned back to his normal size by the time they wake up tomorrow, anyway. He wishes he could give Bojan his usual goodnight kiss, but he'll probably end up waking Bojan up, what with their size difference. He just closes his eyes, deciding to go to sleep. He can kiss Bojan as much as he likes tomorrow, he reminds himself, a smile settling on his face at the thought.

Nace wakes up, for once, not to his alarm, but to someone shaking him awake. He opens his eyes to see Bojan on top of him, excitedly grabbing his shoulders and jostling him around. Most importantly, though, he's back to full size, his delighted expression on full display for Nace to see.

"You're back to normal," Nace points out, his lips curling into a smile despite the grogginess caused by his sudden awakening.

"Yep!" Bojan crows, finally removing his hands from Nace's shoulders, leaving him a little dizzy. "And I can finally do this again." He leans down, smothering Nace's face with kisses, eliciting a pleased laugh from him. Nace eventually manages to push Bojan back, giving him a few kisses of his own before settling back.

"Man, that felt good," Bojan sighs, a big grin on his face. "I won't ever try some stupid shit like this ever again, I promise you." His expression turns amusingly serious as he puts his fist over his chest. "I swear that you will never have to worry about me trying to shrink you. Ever."

Nace giggles. "That wasn't a fear I have ever had, until yesterday. But I appreciate it." He leans in for another kiss, just for good measure.

Bojan throws an arm around Nace, pulling him in. They lie on the bed like that, saying nothing, just basking in each other's (regular-sized) company.

"...so, I won't shrink you, but Kris—"

"No."