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Finally, after 6 months of dating Fun Ghoul, Party Poison had stopped pretending to be someone else around him.
It wasn’t so different, but the little things mattered. Leaving sweet and light kisses all over Ghoul as they fucked him relentlessly, whispering to him how beautiful they thought he was. Ghoul couldn’t believe it, but that was truly how much they cared and they decided they wanted to prove it to him any way possible. It made him feel special.
This morning, the four had to be up pretty early, even considering how late Kobra and Jet came home last night. Party’s face was burried in Ghoul’s chest, slowly falling asleep, when the diner door opened and four sequential footsteps walked to their rooms.
The sun rose extremely slow, and it was chilly during autumn mornings even in the desert.
Ghoul was far into a dream, that when he woke was just a void, no memory of it remained. Party Poison shuffled in bed beside him, like they were out and climbing back onto the bed.
They whispered “Ghoul, get up”
“Mnghh” was the only response they got.
They sighed deeply and touched the side of his face with their hand, gloved hand. They caressed his face softly.
When he felt the cold fabric of Party’s leather fingerless glove, Fun’s eyes shot open. They were dressed, jacket on and everything.
He groaned disappointedly and slumped farther back into bed. Party scoffed “Hey what’s the matter sunshine?” they teased him.
“Why are you ready?” He sounded sad.
“I wanted to let you sleep in, we have to go.”
Ghoul peeked through the pillow and showed his face, his disappointed face. “I love seeing you in the morning.”
Party looked confused. “What do you mean?”
“The way you look. All- I don’t know.” He chuckled, “All messy and tired n stuff” He smiled.
Poison’s shoulders slumped and they let out a breathy laugh. “Why do you like that?” They asked genuenly.
“Its hot. But also adorable.” Fun grumbled.
“Hm. You look hot like this too, with your raspy voice. You should never put a shirt on ever again” They teased.
Ghoul was awake now, he shoved them lightly as he sat up, covering his torso with the comforter, “Hey stop looking at me!” he laughed.
Poison reached over to the floor to pick up his green vest and throw it at him. “Get ready.” They smirked, leaving the room with one kiss on the lips.
When the door shut Fun Ghoul was smiling like an idiot.