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Soft whispers floated through the air, at least that's what he thought. The pitch dark bothered him greatly as he tried to fall asleep.The dark made him see and think things were there. Someone, or something was watching him. Mr Plant wished Argos were here right now. Surely the softly glowing eyes of his would help him sleep a little, right? He sat up to turn his television on to drown out the whispers. Mr Plant switched through the channels until he found an old slasher film playing. Sure, it was probably half way through, but anything would work.
He clutched his pillow close to his body for a sliver of comfort. He missed sharing his warmth with his significant other. Was there a possibility he could go over to Argos’ void? He’s called in the middle of the night before and Argos didn’t seem too bothered by it when he did. He reached over to the phone. Wait, what was his number again? He remembered he wrote it down at some point. He sifted through his drawers until he found the small sticky note with his beloved's number on it. He slowly typed the numbers in so he got it right, then rang it. After maybe 10 seconds, he heard Argos’ tired voice. “Hello?..” Argos softly spoke in a slightly annoyed voice. He tapped his bedside table 3 times to let Argos know it was him, even if he had incredibly recognizable breathing.
“Oh.. hey Mr Plant.. What do you need?..” Mr Plant tapped.. uhh.. 6 times? It had to have been right because Argos asked him if he was wanting to come over. Mr Plant tapped the table 2 more times for a yes. “Mm ok.. See you..” He grabbed his blanket and began to walk over to Argos’ void. Mr Plant grabbed the spare key for the lock on his lover's door. He arrived at his door, the stars shimmering brightly in the sky.
When he opened his door, the safe smell of his clean home made Mr Plant shiver. He forgot how much he missed this. Right.. Now where was Argos’ room.. Ah there. Argos noticed a tall, large figure at his doorway, who ended up being Mr Plant. Argos slowly sat up in his bed so his boyfriend could sit next to him. Mr Plant slowly approached his boyfriend's bed, being careful to not trip in the darkness. He then slowly sat down next to Argos cuddling up next to him. “Alright, what's the problem now?..” Argos asked tiredly as he turned his lamp on. When Argos turned back, Mr Plant signed, “”i was hearing and seeing things..”” Mr Plant didn’t meet Argos’ gaze, slightly embarrassed at scurrying to someone else at his big age.
“It’s ok Mr Plant, it really is. I know how you feel about getting the help you need but you deserve it and it doesn’t make you worth any less.” Argos held Mr Plants face, pulling him down so he could look at his face. He then softly placed a gentle kiss in the middle of his face. “Do you wanna settle down now?” Mr Plant nodded. His back was beginning to grow sore. Mr Plant crawled to the side of the bed that Argos didn’t lay on, snuggling under the warm sheets. He plugged in his heating blanket and put it on top of Argos’ fluffy, heavy blanket.
Argos scooted closer to Mr Plant so his boyfriend could hold him. Argos laid his arms on Mr Plant's body and his head on his chest. The comforting glow of Argos’ eyes speckled across his body made Mr Plants muscles relax. The whispers that would usually play in his ears had grown much softer, maybe even silenced. His petals shut as he rested his head on top of Argos’. The slow hum of the AC in Argos’ void was the only sound among the couple’s breathing.
☆☆☆ morning ☆☆☆
The sun's rays softly shined through the window as it raised. Mr Plant slowly woke only to notice Argos was gone!!! He panicked as the worryful thoughts flew around in his brain. Mr Plant sat up quickly and got out of the bed. He opened his bedroom door only to see Argos on the couch in his living room. Mr Plant breathed a sigh of relief to see his boyfriend safe and sound.
“Mr Plant!! I made tea and oranges if you want some!” He spotted the steaming cup of tea and orange on the counter just for him. He walked over to grab it and sat down next to Argos. Argos was watching the news, trying to figure out the weather for the day. Sunny all day with a wisp of clouds here and there.
“Mr Plant I-“ He was suddenly cut off by Mr Plant gently wrapping his arms around his waist and placing his head on top of his lovers. He began to purr as Argos rubbed his back.
Mr Plant pulled away and then began to open his orange. His sharp, clawed fingers easily sliced through the zest of the fruit, cutting it open in a few slices. He quickly ate it as his stomach ached from hunger. The juice from the orange made his hands sticky. The unpleasant feeling was one he needed to wash off immediately. He stood up to wash his hands, grabbing Argos’ and his rinds to throw away on the same trip. “Mr Plant! Fruit rinds go in the compost!” Mr Plant gave his boyfriend a thumbs up. Although, the sensory nightmare that coated his hands was a bigger priority right now.
He walked up to the sink, pouring soap on his hands to feel something a little bit better, then immediately turning on the faucet to scrub his hands until they were rid of the fruit’s guts. He then grabbed a nearby towel to wash the water off as quickly as he could. When his hands were dry, he picked the rinds back up and turned around. In the corner of his eye he noticed Argos intently staring at him, then quickly turning his focus back to the tv when he knew Mr Plant noticed. He swiftly threw the rinds in the compost, then sat back down with Argos.
Argos grabbed Mr Plant’s hands when he sat down. He then stared even harder right into his significant other’s eyes. “I love you soooooo much!!!” Argos dived right into Mr Plant, toppling him over on the couch. He buried his face in Mr Plant’s chest, saying something along the lines of “You're so handsome.” Mr Plant held Argos’ body as he sat up. His lover sat comfortably in his lap, who suddenly pulled Mr Plant into a deep kiss. Argos’ arm wrapped around Mr Plant’s neck, the other just below his arms.
Mr Plant’s warm body seemed to radiate heat, making Argos push himself in deeper. Their chaste kiss made Mr Plant blush, his cheeks turning to a deeper orange as their tongues danced together. Argos pulled away, his pale face now a hot pink. He rubbed Mr Plants petals, making his lover melt into him. Mr Plant fell onto Argos, pushing him down onto the couch. He laid his head on Argos’ neck, holding him tightly. The pale boy gently rubbed the back of Mr Plant’s head, giving him small, repeated kisses. Mr Plant’s large, leaf tail seemed to wag. Well, only just a little.