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Genos squirms around the position he is currently in, his neck stiff against the soft pillow, his chest heavy because some loud ninja had fallen asleep on his chest. How does he even manage to get ontop of Genos again? He clearly remember Sonic's loud wailing ensnare his eardrums, so loud Genos had to adjust his hearing mechanism to low sensitivity so as to not break his synthetic eardrums. And why was Sonic wailing again? Because some 'douche' (as Sonic calls the person) mistook him for a woman when the ninja was doing his late evening jog.
And Genos of course has to comfort his lover everytime. Sonic can be such a cry baby really, crying over unnecessary things like being called a woman or when he's watching those sad, cheesy romance soaps on TV or crying over how hungry he is. Honestly is the ninja even twenty five? He doesn't look like one, definitely not. And doesn't act like one either.
Sonic's weight shifts above him as the man readjusts himself comfortably, pushing his head against the crook of Genos' neck. His steady breath tickles the blonde's neck (yes, Genos can still feel normally thanks to Doctor Kuseno's super intelligent upgrade on his synthetic skin), the blond raising one hand to slowly stroke the soft black tresses.
He hears Sonic sigh in gratitude, humming something incoherent as he snuggles even closer (if possible, because it's getting way cramped between the two of them) towards the warm heat Genos' body is giving. Genos knows how the ninja loves his heating mechanism so much, it can really warm that small body of his during cold seasons or after taking long bubble showers. The cyborg doesn't mind babying Sonic, he's his baby boyfriend after all. His spoiled kid.
"Genos," Sonic suddenly grumbles, voice all muffled because his left cheek is pressing against the blond's chest. Genos snaps his head up, fully awake now as he isn't expecting Sonic to be awake by this time. He glances sideways at his bedside clock; it's around two in the morning. He shouldn't have waken up, yet. When he opens his mouth to reply he halts immediately, staring dumbfounded at Sonic's innocent face, open lips and closed eyes. He's... not awake?
"Mmm, yes. Yes... that cheese, with chocolate," Sonic continues to mumble, and Genos can't help but suppress the laughter that's about to spill out of his sealed lips. The ninja is sleep talking! How cute! It's Genos' first time encountering such phenomena. Continuing to stroke the black locks slowly, the cyborg remains silent as he listens to Sonic's muffled talks, trying to decipher what his dream is all about and possibly make a story out of it.
"Nooo~! Not that one, you bashtard! I said the lamb ribs! Nghh~!" Sonic continues to babble, and this time he's increased in volume, hands clumsily slapping Genos' chest. The blond smiles down at him, even in his sleep he still thinks about food. And Genos makes sure to remind himself to buy some lamb ribs tomorrow (and the chocolate cheese he mentioned earlier perhaps). Sonic squirms again, this time swinging one leg around Genos' waist and arms come to wrap around his neck. Worrying the ninja might dream of assassinating someone and accidentally strangle Genos in the real world, the blond moves Sonic's arms down from his neck and wraps them around his torso instead.
For about ten minutes or so, Sonic keeps sleep talking about food (and Genos notes down those food mentally) and it's starting to get a little out of control as Sonic begins to thrash and scream, practically scream, "DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING TAKE AWAY MY MACAROONS!!" Genos sighs, the other male must've been dreaming about someone stealing his food. That's somehow funny, since Sonic can just snatch them back at the speed of sound. He wonders if he should continue to listen to this food marathon; the list of food to buy is growing rapidly. He probably should sleep and not baby Sonic too much.
When Genos finally decides to sleep (that is, when nothing comes out of his lover anymore) he hears a small whisper, so small even someone sitting close to Sonic cannot hear, but Genos catches the sound clearly (this again thanks to the Doctor for enhancing his ears). The whisper is soft and small, yet crisp clear and Sonic makes it meaningfully heavy. "Genos... I love you, don't go please."
It's all Genos needs to hear. His engines begin whirr loudly he worries Sonic might wake up because of them, his mind overflowing with so many memories of him and Sonic together for the past seven months, of how many 'I love you' have been spoken. His core feels hot it might just melt his entire synthetic skin, he worries Sonic might melt in his arms as well. "I love you," Genos whispers back, though he knows for sure Sonic wouldn't be able to hear him in his sleep. He cranes his neck just a little to plant a soft kiss against Sonic's forehead, kissing along his silky hair before finally kissing the side of his face where his beautifully closed eye is. "And I won't leave you. Ever."
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"WHAT THE FUCK GENOS? DID YOU JUST WIN THE LOTTERY OR SOMETHING?" Sonic yells aghast, large silver eyes staring at all the twelve, yes twelve, plastic bags currently in his lover's hands. Sonic has just finished doing the laundry and was about to greet Genos at the door by clinging onto him with all limbs but was unable to because the cyborg is fully occupied.
Genos shrugs. "I didn't win the lottery. I simply used the money I got from the Hero Association last week." He moves to the kitchen to place all the bags onto the counter, stretching his arms because man those bags are really heavy. Sonic follows him from behind, still staring at the bundle of plastics. Genos usually doesn't spend that much. Plus they still have many, many foodstuff in stock!
"So what's this all about? Are you like, suddenly craving for something? Is your human stomach finally regenerating?" Sonic says, making a move to approach the bags before Genos catches him around his waist with both arms. Sonic yelps, pressing his hands against the metal chest lest he'll fall butt first onto the hardwood floor. Before the ninja can say anything, Genos is already attacking Sonic's exposed forehead (because he's wearing a pink polka dot ribbon to keep his hair away from his face when doing the laundry, sweat and all) with a barrage of wet kisses. Sonic yelps and swats Genos' face away childishly, pulling back to look at the blond's face. He scowls. "What the fuck, Genos?"
"I bought you some macaroons," Genos interrupts, smiling ear to ear as one of his hands on Sonic's waist moves up to stroke the purple tattoo under one big silver eye. The look on Sonic's face is priceless; his mouth hanging open widely, eyebrows furrowing in a confused manner. He looks so unintentionally cute.
"Why the fuck would you buy macaroons for me?" Sonic asks, but he's stammering, eyes darting sideways and everywhere else that's not Genos' golden ones.
"And grilled lamb ribs," Genos adds with a smirk, caressing Sonic's now burning pink cheeks. The ninja breathes out a silent 'what?', earning a chuckle from the cyborg.
"And I love you. And I won't leave you," Genos says, cupping Sonic's chin with one hand, making his lover look into his gleaming eyes. He leans down and gives Sonic's nosebridge a kiss, smiling as he feels the other male nuzzle his nose against his lips.
After some time of mushy kissy moments (and much of Sonic's wailing), they finally stop to relax on the living room couch, with Genos leaning back against the armrest and Sonic comfortably sitting in between the blond's long legs. The ninja is happily munching down the colourful macaroons Genos has bought for him, with the many other foods lining up on the coffee table.
"Oh my gosh, I've always wanted to eat macaroons! How did you even know I want them so fucking bad? We must be a good match together," Sonic muffles, mouth so full of the sweet dessert.
Genos chuckles. "I just... happened to know." He presses his nose against Sonic's soft hair. It smells so pleasantly good eventhough he knows Sonic hasn't taken a shower yet (he's still wearing his clothes from yesterday). "I love you, so much."
"... yeah. I know," Sonic says, munching still.
"And I won't leave you, so don't worry."
"I know. You would never leave me. And you keep saying that today over and over - "
"Twice actually," Genos corrects, and a sharp jab is hit against his chest.
"Whatever. You're still repeating yourself."
Silence. And more munching follows.
Sonic finally looks up at Genos, gulping down his food. "Aren't you gonna say anything? Like, demand me to say I love you back or something?"
Genos chuckles again, deciding to bite on just one macaroon, blue in colour. "There's no need to. You already said so to me. But if you want, you can say it again."
Sonic gives Genos a questioning look, probably trying to figure out what the fuck his lover is actually saying, before using his knees to push Genos' legs playfully. "Shut up. I didn't say any of those today. Or yesterday. Whatever."
"I also bought your favourite cheesecake. With chocolate fudge."
"Shit Genos. I fucking love you, you know that?"