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The morning light from the window that the Mikes were too tired to close the night before illuminated their room, as well as making it pretty cold.
Jongler got up and felt it immediately, then again they just got out from the blankets feeling cold was expected, on that note, their partners heat was the only thing in the bed with them, Pluey and Battat had gotten up before them.Funny, usually it was the opposite.
They walked out of the room being greeted with a nice sweet smell, and as they walked to the kitchen by an even nicer, sweeter scene.
Battat and Pluey standing extremely close.
The smallest had the bigger one pinned to the counter, his green claws gently massaging the other's chin, definitely an aftermath of the act that got them in that position. Jongler had caught them right as their lips were separating only to find a stronger angle against each other, a soft slow kiss followed, a low hum emanating for their throats, in Pluey's case along with loud purring. he was flexing his digits on Battat's shirt imitating a cat making biscuits while also supporting a bit of his boyfriend's weight, as Battat had to stand on his tip toes to accommodate their height difference. About Battat, it was clear from their positioning that he was the one that had initiated the kiss, something that didn't happen often, it was also clear that he was enjoying it a lot. Jongler didn't have a clear view of his face but they could see one of his hands petting Pluey's hair passionately and his other doing the same movements on his face.
Jongler moved closer to them, they couldn’t help but blush. As the kissing became more intense they got to catch a glimpse of their tongues gently doing laps in each other's mouth, they loved their partners so much, feeling stuck between wanting to join or continue to watch.
Battat tugged on a chunk on Pluey's hair to pull his lips closer, earning a moan for the other, they were both so cute, Jongler almost couldn't handle it.
The zapper moved closer to the Pippin, whose eyes were fluttering, definitely still flustered for that reaction, his pupils settled on Jongler who had moved close enough to rub their face onto his neck, sending a few harmless static pop that travelled through Battat lips into Pluey making them both shiver, their faces separated a small string of saliva briefly keeping them connected.
Pluey clearly enjoyed the static, as just a few seconds after his lips were freed he leaned forward to press them against jongler’s face, they reciprocated of course, sending other pops and zaps his way.
In the meantime Battat was still catching his breath. “Ya rubber brain!” he panted “How many times have I told you to stop sneaking up on us like that?! *Gasp* it creeps us out!!!” He turned his heel to glare at them.
“Well, good mornin’ ta youse too boss!” Pluey, upon Jongler speaking, closed his lips even harder against the flat plane of Jongler’s face (suck on their flat face style), but they didn’t really have a mouth so all attempts at taking their breath like he did with Battat were useless.
jongler giggled ammoused “Eh eh, Buddy youse know dats not gonna work” yet the shadow guy persisted, his breath becoming draggier.
Jongler gently pushed him off to let him get some air, “Geez! Batts, what did youse do to ma Pluey today?”
Pluey shrugged and rubbed his glowing cheek while laughing nervously a bit, oh titans he was so cute, and both of his partners thought that.
Battat picked up a whisk from a bowl that might have as well had materialized in that moment because Jongler hadn’t noticed it at all, nor had they noticed the pan on the stovetops on or the stack of pancakes close to it. Their attention was preoccupied by… more important, more beautiful visions.
Battat pointed the very unthreatening object at Pluey “That's wha’cha get for trying to steal MY batter!”, having the dripping whisk in front of his face he obviously went for a lick, not worrying if he also licked Battat's hand in the process, then letting his tongue hang out of mouth goofily as Battat recoiled. The new found distance between the two was short lived as Pluey with one step went right up to the pippin’s face and licked across his lips, smearing the pancake batter on them.
Battat let out a grossed out sound as he used the back of hand to wipe his mouth, Pluey moved closer again, but his grossed out yet oh so blushing boyfriend held his hand as far away as possible,with no intentions of letting him lick it again, that would have been way too gross.
”Oh don’t you even think-” Pluey’s lips meet his once more, foolish of him to not have anticipated it.
Jongler took a hold of his hand, holding it and stroking his palm with their thumb as Pluey kissed him very delicately, even gentler and slower than they were having before, cautious of not overwhelming him too much.
Jongler’s hand started travelling up towards his shoulders, giving him a few light squeezes on their way, they anchored their hand on his shoulder, holding on to it while they moved the rest of their body towards his face. Pluey had already let his lips go, moving swiftly to scattered kisses on all over his face, Jongler joined him, keeping themself close to his ear as they started whispering
“youse so cute like dis Batts, adorable really.” Battat probably wanted to object the use of those adjectives, but all that came out of his mouth were a few grunts, “we love ya so much, youse need ta always remember dat. this does not even come close to showing how much love i have for ya.” Pluey punctuated their statement by emitting a long saxophone note in agreement, the vibration of his lips made Battat snort a half laugh for the tickling sensation.
“youse heard? Pluey loves ya to death too” Pluey rubbed his cheeks into battat’s while nodding “you know? You put so much passion in what you love, it drives us crazy. youse so smart, youse handsome…” they continued showering him with compliments while also rubbing their faces together, building up static, Pluey never stopped kissing him and purring, his hands were all over Battat's back, petting it lovingly, Jongler was hugging him maybe just a little too tight, they were both having fun.
Battat in all of this was trying to keep his emotions under control, he was not prepared for that assault of love and it was doing something funny to his brain.he felt like his heart was trying to crawl out of his chest, he couldn’t get a full breath despite his mouth being free.
“...you’re always so kind hearted too, helping us with mike-stuff, non mike-stuff, waking us up with breakfast like this, youse the best boyfriend we could have ever-” they stopped their loving monologue as a shaky breath escaped Battat's mouth followed by a small ick and sniff.
Jongler and Pluey immediately pulled back to give him space, Battat hid his face in his hands for a few seconds taking deep breaths, he peaked from behind them at his partner, Pluey, upon noticing his attention was back on them, signed to him “too much?”
Battat eyes stayed glued to Pluey’s hands, as if it was forbidden for them to look at something else, he couldn't handle looking at them right now anyways so it didn't matter.
He nodded.
“oh, I'm sorry Batts I-” before Jongler could finish Battat shook his head “no no it's fine, don't worry” he said, his voice still a little tight as he stared at Pluey’s hands “i just need a moment” he was panting as he talked, still trying to catch his breath.
He let out a sharp, frustrated sigh, “i.. I didn't mean to… freeze up like that, I don't know why I did that.” His hands let go of his face, revealing glassy eyes and green cheeks, he started moving his finger against one another “you two were just being so… nice. and-” he put his hands in the air before continuing “and of course i was enjoying it! but my stupid brain just decided to short-circuit." He was shifting his weight from one foot to the other, looking down “listen I totally understand if your pissed, I ruined the momen-”
Jongler steps towards him, careful to not encroach on his personal space “hey batts, listen to me for a sec”, Battat tried to make eye contact as they talked “youse didn't ruin a damn thing alrigh’?” Their tone, just slightly too emotional, added with the eye contact proved too much for Battat. He turned his whole head down as small sob escaped his mouth, hiding in his hands again before they could see the tear streaming down his face.
“It's okay, you don’t have to look at us as long as you listen” they said, keeping their voice at a steady, low volume. Battat nodded slightly behind his hands as he tried to steady his breathing.
“youse don’t need ta apologize for nothing’ batts, ya didn’t do anything wrong”.
Pluey stepped up keeping his hands low so Battat could see them “we are not mad, never, sensory overload, normal for you, you are safe with us.”
“yeah exactly, youse told us about it remember? you’re not doin it on purpose dat just how your body reacts ta stuff”
Battat’s shoulders relaxed, his hands lowered to now be cupping his own cheeks, “I just… hate feeling like- you know- you have to stop for me…”
“ok, no worries, we don’t mind, we stop if you need to stop” Pluey sign, Jongler was holding out a hand, a quiet invitation in case Battat wanted contact.
Battat took it into his own very cold hands, its warmth extremely comforting. “thank you…” he felt so lucky to have them, he didn’t realize it but he was rubbing his face on their hand, Jongler moved their other hand to hug him “is dis okay?” they asked, he responded immediately “yes, please”.
The pressure and warmth of Jongler's chest was what he needed to calm down, they cradled him gently, holding him for a while.
When they pulled back he noticed that the lights were dimmed and the house was quiet, even the counter was cleaned. Pluey appeared holding a blanket and some medicine, he let out a questioning note while holding the blanket up “yeah i am pretty cold, thank you Pluey” he put it around his shoulders “are you two hungry…? we should eat before the pancakes get cold too.”
“starvin’ ” Jongler chuckled “but don’t worry about da food, Pluey threw pass’ em over the stove” Pluey quickly signed, "Pancakes are warm. You are warm. Everything is okay now” as he guided him towards the table, Jongler set 3 plates down, sliding the tallest stack to battat "here ya go, chief. Fuel up. brain short-circuits took a lot outta ya" Battat picked up his fork, with a small but genuine smile on his face "Thanks guys, Seriously."
Pluey just purred giving a thumbs up before digging into his own breakfast, Jongler watched in amusement while also starting to eat.
Battat’s heart finally began beating at a normal rhythm. The sensory storm had passed, leaving behind nothing but the quiet, comfortable routine of a morning with the people who understood him best.