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🪙Coiny POV ;;
Coiny groaned as he felt Golfball move and attempt to move out of bed, whining and grabbing her waist gently. He opened his eyes, fluttering them a few times to adjust his vision.
“Don’ go…”
Coiny whimpered. He let out a content hum when GB sat back down and fluffed his brunette and golden curls.
“Perhaps some rest would be beneficial, we have been up ‘n about.”
Coiny sat up and tiredly smiled at Gee. He let out a giggle as he rubbed his eyes, trying to wipe away the exhaustion. Coiny leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to GB’s lips. Coiny’s glad that she’s such a deep sleeper.
“Mmmph-”
Coiny pulled away after a few more seconds, staring at GB.
“Goodmorning.”
Golfball had smiled after saying that, showing off those cute dimples of hers. He felt the heat rush to his cheeks… How did he get so lucky? He swallowed nervously, trying to find the words that wouldn’t come.
“...Um… You’re.. Really pretty.”
Coiny managed to muster up, immediately feeling embarrassed afterwards. He pulled his hood over his head, bringing his knees to his chest.
Golfball… laughed. She playfully nudged Coiny’s shoulder.
“My, you retreating into yourself makes me think you didn’t mean it.”
“I do!”
Coiny quickly lifted his head. The blush was a dark red on his brown skin.
“I am aware. Jus’ wanted confirmation.”
GB kissed his nose. She got up and stretched, walking to the bathroom. She paused in the doorway.
“You comin?”
“Oh.. Um.. Yeah.”
Coiny got up, and followed Golfball into the bathroom. They took care of their businesses; washing faces, bathroom, changing, ectra. While GB stood looking at the mirror, Coiny on the counter, he asked;
“Do you um.. Wanna take a shower?”
The question was timid, unsure. He adjusted the hem of his hoodie.
“I think that would wake us both up.”
Coiny began to undress, so did Golfball. They hopped into the shower together, Coiny squealing slightly at the hot temperature. As they stood there, Coiny awkwardly stood behind GB, looking anywhere but her body.
“C… Coin.. Coiny!”
Apparently Golfball had been calling out to him. He had been spacing out more and more after what he had been doing behind her back.
“Wha- Huh, yes ma’am?!”
GB rose an eyebrow and handed the coin his loofa. As she washed the soap off of her body, they brushed past each other. Coiny tried to wash himself off so fast that he slipped and fell. Golfball caught him, or at least caught him before he hit the tile.
“Coiny!”
Golfball shouted, crouching down to be in the tub with Coiny.
“Oh my gosh… That was so scary…”
Coiny looked back at Golfball, his heart racing, their bodies touching. But it didn’t feel… sexual or weird… Sure, he was embarrassed but…
“Are you okay? Your body language is presenting that you’re… uncomfortable.”
“I-I’m fine! I promise!”
Coiny tried to get up and nearly slipped again. He let out a shaky sigh. Golfball grunted and stood up, unhooking the shower head and cleaning Coiny herself. He winced when the soap got into his cuts, tensing slightly. He was definitely more damaged than before.
🧪Golfball POV ;;
Golfball tried her best to act professional, to keep the walls up. Especially in such a vulnerable position. Once Coiny’s body was washed, she then began to use shampoo on his curls.
“How do you know to care for curls…?”
“Tennis Ball has a curly afro. I know a lot about how to take care of varieties of hair.”
Once she had his curls thoroughly moisturized and drenched in shampoo, she grabbed the shower head.
“Hey, close your eyes. Getting soap in your eyes could lead to dire consequences.”
As she saw Coiny squint his eyes shut, she put the shower head to his curls. She rinsed and repeated this action with the conditioner, adding other specific hair-care products. Once Golfball was satisfied– I mean, once Coiny was clean, they both exited the shower. Golfball swiftly dried herself off and wrapped a towel around her body.
“Do you feel okay? You do certainly look like your cortisol (haha) levels have shifted.”
“Oh.. Um.. Yeah. I um..”
Coiny’s gaze was averted, his cheeks still red. Golfball hummed and shifted through the drawers, pulling out a thermometer and putting it to Coiny’s forehead, not caring how close she was to his bare body.
“G-Gee– Is this really necessary?!”
“Hm. No fever. Did the shower not relax you?”
“I- Um-”
Golfball raised an eyebrow and watched as Coiny swiftly dried himself off and haphazardly threw on his clothes. It took her a second to realize, but he was very adamant on covering his body. It clicked.
“Coiny… I don’t care for what your body may have. I love you, not your reproductive organs or waist curves. You’re… Important to me.”
Coiny stopped and stared at Golfball. He looked almost perplexed, his eyebrows furrowing in a way Golfball had only seen when he was immensely upset. She reached her prosthetic out, and Coiny nearly fell into her arms. He nuzzled his face into her neck, causing GB to shudder a bit.
“You.. erm.. Will be okay..”
Golfball internally cringed at her pathetic attempt at affirmations. How was she so bad at this–?
“Thank you.”
Coiny mumbled against her neck. She clenched her jaw, what was this feeling? She did admit, there was this lingering feeling between them, but she didn’t know WHAT it was. She was snatched away from her thoughts when Coiny peppered kisses on her neck. She let out a grunt.
“Coiny-”
“Jus’ five more minutes..”
GB let out a sigh as they stood in the bathroom. After the estimated five minutes, Golfball dragged him out of, well, his room that she had been staying in. They went downstairs and ate breakfast together.
“You two sure are late.”
Blocky chirped in. GB shot him a look and he raised his hands in defense. Coiny dapped up Pen as he walked by. She had noticed a distinct lack of Snowball or Eraser, weird.
“Hey bro!”
“What’s up man?”
Golfball had tuned them out as they talked. Then, somebody familiar sat down next to GB.
“Hey! I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever!”
It was Puffball. Golfball smiled and gave her a side hug.
“Hello, PB!”
“Hey! What have you been up too?”
“I’ve decided to take a formal break for once. This domestic lifestyle has served to be quite enjoyable.”
“Ugh, finally! So we should hangout! You’re always with your new boyfriend!”
“Hahaha… I think I would greatly appreciate that.”
GB smiled as Puffball turned her attention to Needle and Match. She got up to go grab a drink when somebody grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the kitchen. She tried to yell, but a hand clamped over her mouth. Nobody had even seemed to notice! The individual currently kidnapping her was actually rather gentle in their handling of her. No matter, who is this–?!
“Shhh! You’ll get us BOTH caught!”
🟥Blocky POV ;;
Blocky dragged the Golfball to a spare room, pushing her in.
“WHAT WAS THAT?! I should report you to Two for that! This is unacceptable!”
Blocky quickly shushed her.
“GB! You have to listen to me. Coiny isn’t who he says he is. I know he’s my bro, I would never disrespect my bro, but you’re one of the smartest people I know.”
“What are you entailing?”
“Eraser and Snowball, they’re… Gone. It’s not like them to just… Disappear! And Coiny had gotten into an argument with them just before they went away!”
“You’re insane! Are you accusing Coiny of murder?!”
As Blocky tried to motion to quiet down, the door jiggled.