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It was morning on Quesadilla Island, audible sounds of animals coming from outside Cellbit’s castle. A very sleepy Cellbit rubbed his eyes and turned around on his bed, now facing his future-to-be husband, who was hugging him as if the world was going to end. The older one planted a kiss on his fiancé’s cheek and mumbled a soft “good morning”. Trying not to wake the other, he moved a little bit, being free from his partner’s arms. He removed the blanket that covered both of them and placed it back on the other when he sat up on the border of the bed. He stretched his arms and stood up, walked to the kitchen, and prepared his morning coffee. He checked the time, 10:21am, it marked. It wasn’t usual for the cat-hybrid to wake up after 8:30am, but yesterday, he and Roier stayed awake, imaginating how their wedding
would be, wondering what they would wear and of course, hugging, pampering and caressing each other until the younger of them fell asleep. While the coffee machine was doing its thing, he walked back to his bedroom, just to find his fiancé curled up in their blanket hugging a pillow. Cellbit laughed silently and approached him, he sat on the edge of the bed, on the opposite side that his fiancé was facing, and placed one of his hands on his back, rubbing it softly. He felt the other stir and turn around, now facing him with his eyes still closed and a slight frown on his face. He moved his hand to his face, cupping his cheek and rubbing his thumb through it.
—Bom dia meu amor, hora de se levantar.— he whispered, only receiving a soft groan from the other. He heard the coffee machine beep, but he couldn’t care less right now. The brunette opened his eyes and rubbed them before looking at the older with sleepy and shiny eyes, but the frown didn’t disappear. Roier closed his eyes again and with a barely audible groan he leaned his head into his Fiancé’s hand and turned his body around, not facing Cellbit anymore.
—Roier, vai, é tarde meu amor temos que nos levantar, hoje temos coisas para fazer guapito.— He didn’t receive an answer this time, so he sat next to the brunette, with his head towards him. What could possibly be millions of thoughts started running through his mind. Did he have a bad night? Does he regret what happened yesterday..? He had to find out what was wrong with his guapito.
—Ei, Roier, está tudo bem?— He ran a hand through the others cheek again, making the other open his eyes again. Roier doubted before shaking his head, he knew that Cellbit would be there for him at all times, but he still doubted a little bit.
—O que acontece? Você passou uma noite ruim? Você se arrepende de alguma coisa? E-eu fui muito precipitado..? Com certeza se- — He didn't realize he was rambling that much until Roier cut him, calling his name. —Cellbit, relájate si? No es nada mi amor, nada más me duele tantito la cabeza…— He smiled softly at his future husband’s reaction. He sat up and kissed the older one on the lips. The brunette giggled a little bit after they separated from it while the other face-palmed himself.
—Meu Deus, que idiota eu sou, preocupo-me muito contigo Roier, pensei que te arrependes do compromisso de ontem, desculpa por pensar isso meu amor..— He grabbed the other’s hands and kissed them carefully. —Quanto te dói coração? Precisa de alguma coisa?— He pressed his lips on the brunette’s forehead trying to feel any warmth. —Estoy bien gatinho, solo creo que debería descansar por hoy, no hace falta que te quedes conmigo eh, se que Richarlyson hoy tiene tareas..— The youngest leaned his body into the light-haired one, accommodating himself hugging the other’s torso. —Bobo, não somos os únicos pais de richarlyson, vou mandar Forever ou Pac e Mike para cuidar dele hoje, até acho que Felps queria passar tempo com ele, então eu não tinha nada planejado.— He passed his hand through Roier’s hair. —Quer que eu lhe traga algo para comer? Fiz café há algum tempo, mas já deve estar frio— Both of them laughed and the Brunette nodded, so Cellbit pressed a kiss on Roier’s temple and went to the kitchen once again to get something for his lover (and his coffee…).