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"Joe Rogan podcast" Sonic says, gazing into the ebony hedgehog's ruby eyes.
".. what?" was the only reply that managed to leave the hedgehog's mouth.
Shadow had been quite fascinated by the corner of the room, and far too self-confident to admit that the speed demon's sheer presence was enough to make his face flush.
"Joe Rogan podcast" Sonic repeats himself once more, eagerly awaiting for his rival's response.
While still embarrassed, he still strongly wished to get closer to the blue speedster, secretly wishing he'd notice the small hints he'd flash every now and then.
Unfortunately for him, Sonic was incredibly romantically awkward, dense, clueless, inexperienced... other words that mean this same thing.
And so was he, as it seemed.
Sonic's perspective was somehow the same, wanting to get close but being unsure how to do so.
That's what happens when you put two emotionally constipated hedgehogs in the same room.
'Hedgehog's dilemma', the fear of getting close to others. Or, more specifically, the fear of hurting others and getting hurt by those you get close to.
To the point where you find yourself not knowing how to get close afterwards.
Even after having sonic repeat himself, Shadow did not quite know what to do.
Should he say it back? Smile? Nod and move on??
He did not even understand the meaning of the phrase the other was muttering; why is Joe Rogan? What’s a podcast? Can you eat them?
Actually now that I think about it I haven’t eaten in a while, I’m quite hungry.
(That’s a lie, I was trying to be humorous, I ate literally 20 minutes ago.)
Noticing Shadow’s confused expression, Sonic took matters into his own hands. Literally.
Before he could retaliate, the red-striped hedgehog found himself getting carried bridal style by the lance to his Keith.
They both headed to a secret place only known to sonic because I’ve seen that fucking cliché in all sonadow fanfics I’ve read; like that’s actually crazy, it’s like all sonadow fans are part of a hivemind or something-
While actively tuning out the rambles of the narrator, who, much to their dismay, was now going on about the ‘shared unconscious’ theory, they find themselves sitting on the grass, gazing at the stunning pinkish sky of dusk.
Finally understanding the true meaning other the words his partner had once uttered to him, Shadow found himself saying them once more. “Joe Rogan podcast…”
Green eyes meet red ones, as they stare in anticipation before leaning towards the other, kissing passionately.
Only one small whisper could be heard leaving Sonic's mouth, "..poggers!".