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Sonic looked back at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, running the tap and splashing his face with some almost freezing cold water to wake himself up and slick back his stray quills. A, embarrassingly, long-ish patch of peach fluff had started to sprout on his chest, usually something he took care of more regularly, as it got colder he struggled to keep up with its upkeep as it seemed to grow way quicker, and admittedly the little bit of added warmth was nice while running through endless piles of snow . He caught ruby red eyes studying him from the couch in the other room, taking an extra long look over his chest
“Yeah yeah i know” Sonic replied before his rival could get the upper hand “gotta shave it today”
He could see thoughts tick over in Shadows mind for a moment, remaining silent as he took an extended sip from the cup of coffee he brewed before Sonic had even got the chance to get up.
“I’ll shave it for you” Shadow replied, bluntly “It is quite difficult to do on your own”
“What? you think I can't do it on my own?” Sonic replied in offence, gasping dramatically
Shadow smirked in amusement
“Clearly” he replied staring clearly at his chest
Sonic blushed at that comment, hastily grabbing out the cheap clippers he had stashed away to shut Shadow up.
A hand immediately lands on Sonic’s shoulder
“it'll be easier if i do it”
“Did you seriously just chaos control less than 2 feet forward?”
Shadow ignored the remark, grabbing the clippers from Sonic’s hand.
“Sit down”
He almost commanded Sonic, pushing a wooden chair in from the kitchen to the bathroom, the blue hedgehog following instruction almost instinctively.
“Hmph-” he moped, still blushing and looking away “Just get it done quickly”
Shadow flipped the switch, clippers whirring to life with a drowning buzz, making Sonic gulp sharply a little, squishing his legs together nervously.
“Don't squirm” Shadow teased seeing Sonic’s nerves flare up, making him blush more.
Finally clippers hit , Shadow kneeling down slightly as he worked for a better angle, Sonic looked away, feeling tufts of peach coloured fluff fall away from him as Shadow passed over his chest over and over again, hitting his legs and the floor around him with small bristles. Shadow was close, a little too close, Sonic could feel his breath brushing the newly exposed chest, making him unintentionally squirm a little.
“What’d I say about squirming?” Shadow teased more, enjoying this attitude change a little too much
“S-shut up” Sonic replied, looking down and smiling sheepishly through his now almost bright red blush.
Shadow leaned in a little closer teasingly, clippers still buzzing in his hand
“Or else what? You owe me for this y'know” Shadow quipped
“I owe you?? You owe me more!”
“Why ‘cause you're all embarrassed?”
“S-shut up!” Sonic squeaked, knowing he was never gonna live any of this down
Shadow chuckled, finishing up his work and giving the newly shorn area a teasing pat, feeling the soft subtle fuzz under his gloved fingers
“It would be alot manlier if you let it grow out a little.. But if you prefer clean shaven, who am I to judge?” Shadow added, giving an almost predatory grin
“We get mixed up enough already, Faker. I don't need more fuel for the fire..”
“Ah, so you shave because of me? That’s cute~”
“Not just because of you! It’s…more aerodynamic!”
“Sure it is” Shadow rolled his eyes