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The morning was peaceful. Warm strips of sunlight hit every surface of the room, emanating a warm glow throughout the space. Two hedgehog's lay in bed, enjoying each other's quiet company.
Well, kind of quiet.
Sonic lay on his belly on top of Shadow, his legs between the other's while he propped his phone on white chest fluff. His other hand drew light, lazy circles on a black hip. The phone itself was on the lowest it could go without being completely silent, and the blue hedgehog was snickering quietly. Shadow lay on his back, head facing the ceiling. He opted to stay quiet during morning like these, never one to take advantage of the rare quiet that Sonic produced.
He sighed deeply as Sonic snickered again. He cracked an eye open to stare down his nose at the other. A bright, silly grin was on Sonic's face. His tooth gap being shown off proudly. He resisted the urge to grab the other and kiss him. Tired emerald eyes beamed with joy as he stared at the cellular device. Why Sonic enjoyed it so much was a mystery to him. He could not figure his own out half the time. At least he could use the communicators just fine; those were simple enough.
Shadow's voice was low and groggy with sleep as he said, "What are you laughing at?" He raised a brow at Sonic's startled expression. Oh how entertaining it was at how easily Sonic scared. He had purposefully startled the other so many times, it truly was a mystery he was still so skittish.
The blue speedster chuckled nervously, and turned his phone off. He let it rest on the other's stomach, and Shadow shivered at the heat radiating from the device. Actually, Shadow should probably be worried at that. He hopes it doesn't explode.
Sonic yawned and stretched dramatically across Shadow's torso. His hand just so happened to conveniently knocked into the black hedgehog's muzzle. Shadow scoffed and playfully pushed the hand away. Sonic laughed and wrapped his arms around a black torso, and stuffed his face into chest fur. Shadow huffed, but carded ungloved claws through messy quills.
"Oh, nootthhiiinnnnnnnn. Shads, I'm hungry! Can you make breakfast this morning?" Puppy eyes peeked at him through his chest fur and Shadow flushed a pretty green. That request wasn't uncommon, but Sonic definitely cooked most of their meals. His cooking was delicious, and Shadow could eat Sonic's food till the day he dies.
"No. You're better at it anyway." Sonic whined and pouted, pursing his lips. Shadow quirked a brow, and leaned his head forward a little to press a chaste kiss on the other's lips. The blue hedgehog giggled and untangled himself. He jumped on his heels as he waited or the other to join him. Which was not happening. It was a rare day off from GUN, and Shadow was going to use the best of it here, in his bed.
Sonic shook his hands and legs out as he stretched his sore muscles. Shadow averted his gaze with burning cheeks as the other leaned down to touch his toes.
"Please Shads! I'm starving! Plus, I have to take my T-shot today, so have some mercy!" Shadow rolled his eyes. He both hated and loved Sonic's T-shot days. Sonic was extra euphoric and energetic on those days, which filled Shadow with warmth at the other's happiness. But he also got whiny and moody and clingy from the sudden fluctuation in hormone levels.
Sonic finished stretching and zoomed down the stairs with a quick, 'see ya for breakfast, shortcake!' He was only a couple inches shorter. That fool. Shadow stood up slowly with satisfying pops in his back and went downstairs to join the other.
As he walked in the kitchen, the smell of coffee wafted through his nose and he smiled. His lover was the best. He leaned his lower back on the counter beside Sonic as the other rummaged through the medicine cabinet for his meds. Sonic grumbled and fumbled with the pill bottles in his hands.
"Shads, which one is-"
"The Desoxyn, Sonic. Please Don't take the other. I fear you'll have a heart attack if you do." He huffed at Sonic's excited mumble of 'thank you!' and moved to the coffee maker as it beeped. He poured the coffee and sighed happily as he took a sip. The taste of bitterness was always pleasant. But not Sonic's whining.
"Shads, let me have some!"
His eye twitched. "No, you buffoon. You'll be bouncing off the walls for hours, and I don't want to have to deal with it on my day off."
Sonic pouted and slotted himself between Shadow's legs. He, ever so smoothly, placed his hands on black hips and pushed in gentle circles with his thumbs. "Pretty please? You know i'll crash some time, and then you won't have to deal with me for even longer!" He hated it when Sonic was right. He nodded at the other mug sitting next to the coffee maker. Sonic whooped and made himself a cup. He just huffed through his sip.
"So, what're you thinking of making us to eat, sweetheart?"
Aaand there goes the last of his peaceful morning.
"I'm not cooking. Make yourself eggs, or whatever." He expected Sonic to pout, or to dramatically press his snout in his neck and pretend weep, but instead, Sonic resisted a smirk. It was fast, fleeting, but Shadow caught it. He narrowed his eyes over his mug as he took a long drink this time. He's gonna need seconds, if this is how Sonic is going to act today.
"But- Shads, I'm sooo hungry!"
"That's too bad." He smirked at the dejected hog beside him. But then Sonic walked with confidence to the kitchen archway. He raised a brow. He had a feeling Sonic did that to find an easy escape after the next thing that comes out of his mouth.
"Shadow, I'm so hungry I could eat Miss Captain Rosey!" He sputtered at the rim of his mug with a harsh cough. What the hell? He placed his mug on the counter a little too harshly and glared at the other hedgehog.
"What did you just say?" He found cruel amusement at Sonic's nervous smile. The other slowly walked backwards, and Shadow stalked forwards. Sonic placed his hands in front of him in surrender as he whipped his head around for anything to save him.
"I-I said Miss- never mind! Forget I said anything, hahaohmychaospleasedon'tkillme!"
Sonic's knees hit the back of the couch and he fell on his rear with Shadow looming over him. The black hedgehog scowled and pointed a finger at the other. "How do you know that name?" He was curious as to how Sonic knew the name of Maria's favorite barbie doll. Well, maybe a knock off of a barbie doll. It was supposed to be a pirate doll, but it's clothes never really matched that theme, so Maria had used her for tea parties instead of roleplaying with it being at sea. Shadow never understood the appeal, but enjoyed her attachment to it anyway.
But he still doesn't know how Sonic knows who that doll is, seeing as that doll was long gone up at the ARK. He stepped between Sonic's knees as he bent over with a faux glare. He wasn't even angry anymore, he just liked bathing in the other's nervous demeanor. It was cute. And he was more curious than anything.
Sonic leaned back on the seat of the couch as far as possible. Shadow raised a brow. "Well- I, uh... I might've saw Gerald's old notes on Maria and saw he wrote about a doll, name Miss Captain Rosey..." Shadow didn't lessen his stare or bent over frame. "Yes, and why did you bring it up, Sonic?" He delighted in the shiver from the other.
"T-there's a trend online, where someone says their so hungry they could eat some random person or object that their friends knows or owns..." His voice went into a mumbling quiet at the end of his sentence. Shadow decided to give his lover some mercy and straightened his back with a light chuckle.
"m'kay. But now you're cooking breakfast, just for that." Sonic groaned loudly and let himself fall on his side on the couch cushions.
"But Shortcaakeee! I'm gonna suffer after I take my shot! I need to be pampered!" Shadow rolled his eyes and shoved Sonic's legs off the couch so he could sit as well. Sonic yelped and glared at the black hedgehog. Shadow smirked.
"Maybe I will, if you stop your insolent whining." He leaned forward and used a hand to shove Sonic's torso off the couch. He smiled wide as Sonic's yelp and crash to the floor. Sonic shot up and glared at him. He tapped his foot on the wooden floorboards and huffed.
"Wow, you're so good to me Shads, a real sweetie, aye?" Shadow just rolled his eyes and leaned his head back on the couch to stare at the ceiling.
"I am good to you, thanks for noticing, darling." Sonic turned on his heel to the kitchen with a huff and started making blueberry pancakes. Shadow's favorite.
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"Agh, Shads, careful! You're gonna kill me!" Sonic's dramatic whines echoed through the house as he sat on the toilet lid, waiting for the shot. Shadow kneeled in front of him with his fingers pinching part of a blue thigh. His other hand held a long needle with fluid inside. He rolled his eyes at Sonic's overdramatic nature.
"Hush, Faker. I haven't even put it in yet."
"Heh, that's what she said- OW! Watch your fingers mister!"
Shadow chuckled and lessened his harsh pinch of thigh fat. He looked down and put the needle in position. Sonic tensed, and Shadow placed a kiss on his stomach to calm his nerves.
"Relax, Love."
With that, he suddenly stuck the needle in and pushed the fluid in with his thumb on the end of the syringe. Sonic didn't make any noise other than a small hiss. Shadow released the skin and put the needle in the garbage. He leaned down to place a kiss on the wound, making it stop it's budding of blood. Once he saw the small hole close and heal instantly, he stood up and gently helped Sonic stand. He always got woozy after his shot, and he didn't feel like patching up the other if he fell on his face. He took the other's ungloved paw and lead them back to their living room couch.
Shadow laid on his back with his head on the arm rest, and Sonic had opted to lay on top of him, like always. His head and ear were pressed against his chest fluff as he happily purred away. It reminded Shadow of the humming of his Dark Rider's engine. The blue speedster pressed soft kisses on twin, crimson red scars, and Shadow exhaled slowly. A shiver ran down his spine at the action. He joined in by pressing light kisses atop the other's head and wrapped his arms around a blue waist.
Sonic's whisper interrupted the quiet atmosphere, and this time, Shadow didn't mind it.
"Love ya, Shortcake." He rolled his eyes and smiled at the nickname. He kissed his lover's lips tenderly and murmured, "Love you too."