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Quackity was walking around the island, the fresh air hitting his face, today was a clear day. A perfect day to visit his beloved partner, Multi.
It has been weeks — probably a month, maybe a bit more or less, since he last saw him. And he knew that it couldn't mean something good.
Usually, he would ask Multi to meet up, and Multi would immediately agree, responding quickly. But suddenly, he took minutes, or even hours to respond, and he always said the same fucking thing; „Sorry, I'm busy. Maybe another day."
And that day never came.
The avian knew that the scientist had a tendency to suddenly shut himself up, locking himself up in the reactor, not even coming out a single time. Ewroon told him about this one time.
—"Yeah, he tends to do that sometimes. He locks himself up and he doesn't come out until he is finished with his projects. I would recommend you to not bother him, you know? Unless you want him to bite your arm off."
But of course, Quackity never listened. And he was making his way towards the reactor already, not caring about the things Ewroon told him. What's the worst thing that could happen if he randomly showed up? Multi getting mad? He could deal with it, he knew that the man couldn't be mad at him for much time.
He decided to at least warn Multi first, he grabbed his communicator, and saw the last time he texted him so they could meet up, it was a week ago. And of course, the scientist took 3 hours to respond with the same bullshit: „Busy. Sorry, maybe another day."
Quackity was even surprised that he actually answered him, Ewroon told him that Multi ignored everyone when this happened, not even bothering to respond to messages. This really was serious.
—Quackity: I'm coming over in a few minutes.
Anddd, sent. Now, he just had to arrive to the reactor and see what would happen next.
After walking a few more minutes, he finally arrived to his destination. He walked into the Polski cave, but no one was around. Well, he should have excepted it, after all, probably even the Poles themselves didn't want to be around Multi in this 'episode' of his.
The hybrid walked towards the reactor, making sure to not make too many noises, so he won't interrupt the scientist, well, he was already interrupting him by coming over without even asking for permission, but meh. Multi didn't even answer his message, which meant that he hasn't even seen it. He really was locked in, wasn't he?
When he stepped inside, he could see how quiet everything was, usually, the reactor was always quiet, yes, but this time, it was way too quiet for his liking. He wondered when was the last time Multi even stepped outside his office.
He went through decontamination and finally arrived to the office, the only things that could be heard were Quackity's steps and breathing. He wasn't even sure if Multi was still alive.
Quackity opened the door, and looked inside, his eyes looking for the mad scientist.
And there he was.
Multi was sitting down in his chair, some papers in his hand meanwhile he was writing some things down with the other. Some tests were all around the table, within other documents. He had his back to the door, so the hybrid couldn't see his face, but he just knew that he was looking terrible, his hair from the back looked bad and messy already, the tip of his dreadlocks were even more green now, and that only meant one thing: He definitely stayed here all the time, not even catching breaks.
What weirded Quackity out, was that he hadn't noticed his presence yet. It was really weird, because he suspected that he had already seen him through the cameras, but he didn't even hear him opening the door. Was he really that focused on his job?
"Multi."— Quackity decided to finally speak up, as he stepped inside.
Multi almost jumped out of his chair, his shoulders tensed up as he heard someone calling his name. He didn't even recognize his voice now? Wow.
He slowly turned around, leaving the papers that were on his hand on the table. Then, his body relaxed when he saw who was here, but not completely, he still was a bit tensed up. —"Kurwa mać, przestraszyłeś mnie, idioto. What the actual fuck are you doing here?"
Quackity let out a sigh and rolled his eyes, yeah, he definitely didn't read the message. —"I literally texted you almost an hour ago saying that I was coming over, did you even read it?"
Multi looked at his communicator, which was on top of a cabinet, somewhat far from the table. He scratched the back of his neck, he completely forgot to check it today. —"No..."— He admitted, embarrassed. He usually would ignore everyone's messages, expect for Quackity's ones, of course, but he was really focused in his work, and he completely forgot to check if he sent any messages. —"That still doesn't answer my question, though. I said we could meet another day, but I never told you which day would it be, and also I didn't give you permission to come over."— The scientist answered honestly, he obviously didn't like when people bothered him when he was doing his job, especially in those times where he was extremely busy.
He could have just screamed at Quackity to leave, but he didn't, for some reason.
"Oh, so now I don't have permission to come in here? I'm really sorry, scientist Multi, my bad for worrying about my boyfriend who I haven't seen in one month and who barely answers my messages!" — Quackity said, with a sarcastic voice, as he held his hands together, as if asking for forgiveness, and placed them against his cheek.
As Quackity kept looking at Multi, he noticed how shitty he was actually looking. If the scientist didn't usually look well, now he looked horrible. His skin was more pale than ever, almost completely white, as if he hadn't eaten in months, his eyebags were completely dark, looking almost like coal, and they looked like they were about to reach the floor. He looked... Dead. When was the last time Multi got actual rest? Not a nap of 15 minutes, or eating just an apple after 10 days, a proper and actual rest.
The Polish man rolled his eyes at the hybrids words, not even bothering to have an actual conversation with him, he turned around, going back to his work. —"Quackity, I'm completely fine. I don't need you here, you can go now. Remember to decontaminate before leaving." — The scientist finished as he started writing some things down again, and observing some tests.
Quackity immediately got pissed off, what the actual fuck was going on with this guy? Who did he believe he was? He wasn't leaving any time soon, and he would stay here until Multi had to grab him by his wings and kick him out.
A visible frown could be seen in his face, and he walked towards the scientists direction. He grabbed the pen that he was holding, and hid it in one of his pockets, then, he grabbed Multi's chin. —"We are going to my house, right now."— Quackity's voice was strict, leaving no room for argument. But Multi was stubborn, and he wasn't going to lose this so easily. —"What the fuck are you talking about? Nothing about 'we'. I'm staying here, you can go if you want to. Also, give me my pencil back, please."— The scientist said, his voice was also strict and cold, but from exhaustion, it sounded kinda raspy.
"Multi."—The hybrid called out, his voice still in the same tone, but his gaze was cold and piercing, meaning that he actually meant it, and had no intentions of letting go so easily.—"I said, we are going to my house. Right. Now." —He repeated again, raising his voice a bit, and the grip in Multi's chin got tighter.
The scientist looked up at Quackity, and oh, so he was serious about this. He would have immediately responded, insisting and being stubborn. But for some reason, he couldn't. He was frozen. The way Quackity looked at him made his stomach twist, and a faint blush spread across his face. He stared at him for a few minutes, looking at Quackity's serious expression, and then he could no longer make eye contact with him, he would melt under his gaze. Unfortunately, he couldn't fight against Quackity's orders, he was completely weak for him, even if he didn't want to admit it, he knew that he couldn't disobey him. Apparently, he was going to lose this easily. It was pathetic, but the way he looked at him... Yeah. He was crazy for this guy.
Multi let out a sigh, and then he nodded, finally agreeing with the other. Still avoiding eye contact, he couldn't find his voice for some reason, and looking at Quackity in the eyes seemed almost impossible. The way Quackity looked and spoke to him left him feeling all weak.
Quackity let go of his chin, and left the pencil on the table. Then, a small smile formed in his face. —"Good! Let's go, then."— The shorter one grabbed the scientists hand, and made him stand up, he reached for the waypoint in his backpack, and took him to his home.
After a few seconds, they already were in Quackity's small home. The hybrid let go of Multi's hand, and immediately started searching for some things in his chests. —"Get yourself comfy, I'll search for some things."
Multi looked around the room, and he stared at the photo on top of the bed of the hybrid. It was still him... He remembered the argument they had over it a few months ago, he still wondered what happened with the other picture of Quackity and him together.
He moved forward, sitting down in the bed, as he looked at his beloved partner searching for some things. He was curious about what he was going to do, but he couldn't lie, he also was kinda irritated, he could be easily doing his job and finishing his experiments. But he gave in to Quackity's request, he was completely weak when it came to that man, and he hated it so much, but at the same time, he loved it.
The room was filled with a comfortable silence, only the sound of the Mexican man searching for some stuff could be heard.
Multi actually liked coming here, it gave him good vibes, it was a small, but comfy place. The smell of wood and coffee scent was strangely comforting, and the scent of Quackity was good too.
Suddenly, the hybrid sat down besides him, with a few items on his hands, that he left in the bed a few moments later, then he faced Multi, and smiled.
—"Take off your clothes."
—"...What?"
The room was filled with silence again, kinda uncomfortable to be honest. They stared at each other in silence. The air suddenly felt thick and heavy.
Multi stared at Quackity with a confused look. He kept repeating the words that the man just told him. "Take off your clothes"... Did Quackity really bring here to fuck? He surely didn't expect that...
Quackity didn't realize how weird that sounded after he saw Multi's confused expression, and how the room suddenly got silent... Yeah, he should have worded that better. —"N-Not like that! What the hell, man? I mean... Just take them off, I promise I won't do anything weird."— He looked at Multi with pleading eyes, and his voice was genuine. He only had pure intentions, at the moment.
The scientist was even more confused, but he decided to not ask and let Quackity take this matter into his own hands. Besides, he was the one who came up with that idea, and he promised that it wasn't anything bad. So why would he be lying? Probably he just misunderstood what he said (though Multi couldn't really think about what else "take off your clothes" could have possibly mean).
He strated by taking off his lab coat, then, he took off his turtleneck black sweater, revealing his pale torso, and finally letting free his bat wings. He usually hid them because they were annoying when it was time to work in the lab, but also because he simply did not like them. He preferred to hide them, even though that after a while they hurt like hell. He stretched them a bit, letting a small groan come out from his mouth, God, it's been a while since he last took care of them.
He also made sure to fold his clothes into a perfect square, leaving it beside him.
Then, he looked up at Quackity, who was staring at him with such fascination. —"This is your first time seeing them?"— He asked, he was pretty sure he hadn't shown his wings to Quackity before, but being honest, he couldn't remember well.
"Yes, I mean, I saw them showing off through your clothes... But you never showed them to me like this, so I never asked you because I didn't want to overstep any boundaries."— The hybrid answered, looking between the scientists body and his wings, he couldn't keep his eyes quiet. —"They are... Very pretty. Why do you hide them? I think they fit you, a lot."— Quackity was being completely honest, the way the wings fitted with Multi's both personality and looks was so good. He would love to see more of this.
"They bother me at the lab, so I had no option. I barely take care of them anyway."—The scientist didn't have enough time for that, or to put it more simply, he didn't care about them that much.
The shorter one frowned when he heard that. He could tell that by the face Multi was making, he just didn't care about them, and it made him kinda upset because they truly were pretty.
Aside from the wings, Quackity started looking at Multi's body. He was skinny as a stick, but that didn't make him any less attractive. But of course, he needed to start taking care of himself, and eat well, the avian was aware that he wasn't doing that any time soon anyway. His body was well defined, all about it looked so... Soft. He barely had any muscles, but Quackity also liked it that way. His pale skin for some reason made it look even better, not this pale though, he needed more color, but at this point he should get used to it. He could just sit here and look at his body all day.
Suddenly, his eyes moved to the scientists neck. It looked really empty, it was missing some love bites in Quackity's opinion.
Well, he would talk about the issue with the wings later, he didn't want to discuss with the other right now.
Quackity also started to take off his clothes, first, his blue jacket, then, his white tank top, and his iconic blue beanie. Throwing all of them into the floor, unlike Multi who folded his clothes carefully.
Multi stared silently at Quackity's body, his gaze fixated in his torso and arms. He has a lot of muscle, and a lot of moles, too. Multi was convinced that the moles looked perfect on the hybrid, it made him even more handsome, it was like it was a precious part of him, Multi absolutely loved that detail about Quackity. And his cinnamon skin was truly mesmerizing. He could also stare at his body for hours without getting bored, just admiring it as if it was an amazing piece of art (which in Multi's opinion, it absolutely was).
For a moment, his eyes moved to Quackity's neck, and he noticed the bite mark that he left when he bit him. And he couldn't help but feel a bit flustered when he saw it, remembering how desperate he was that one day for blood, to the point he actually drank Quackity's blood, Quackity's. And the avian actually saw how desperate he was. But he decided to ignore that as much as he could.
A faint blush could be seen on his face, as he mumbled under his breath. —"Dlaczego jesteś taki piękny?" — He didn't even realize what he said until it was too late, he got a bit distracted by the hybrid's beauty.
"Huh? What did you say?"— Quackity for sure noticed Multi staring at him, he didn't even try to hide the way he was hypnotized with his body. However, he decided to not say anything about it, for now, of course.
"Nothing."—Multi quickly looked away, as the blush in his face became more intense. He didn't mean for those words to slip out of his mouth, he did it unconsciously.
A small laugh could be heard coming from Quackity's side. Then, everything was silent again, just both of them staring at each other.
If you asked Multi, this probably would be one of his favorite moments with Quackity, when both of them were together in silence, just enjoying each other's presence. It made him calm, and also happy. Don't get him wrong, of course he loved hearing his partner talk about any random shit that happened to him in his day to day, but, he also enjoyed this too.
Then, the hybrid broke the silence.
"Can I take care of your wings?"— He asked, his voice calm. The reason why he brought Multi here, was to take care of him and spend the rest of the day with him. He literally didn't see him for a month straight, and the scientist worked non-stop during that month. So he deserved to get a relaxing moment, with him included, of course.
The doctor was a bit taken aback by that question, he would have said that he kinda expected it, since Quackity was clearly upset about the fact that he didn't take care of his wings. And in fact, it didn't bother him. He just wasn't really sure about it because, well, he never took care of them, so of course he didn't expect to someone else to actually worry about them and even take care of them.
"Are you sure it won't be much of a problem? I mean... It's been a while since I last took care of them and-" — "Multi." — Quackity interrupted him, not letting him finish whatever he was about to say. His voice sounded serious this time. —"I really don't care how long it has been since you took care of them. Its not a problem for me, why would I have asked you if it truly was a problem?" — He said, being fully honest, as he started directly at the others eyes. — "So, let me take care of them, please?" — The avian asked again, just wanting to make sure that other was actually okay with it, of course that he wouldn't force him, but he wanted the other to understand that he wasn't a burden to him at all.
The scientist hesitated for a moment, not sure if he actually should accept the offer. But the other's words made him feel a bit better, so why not? He kinda needed it anyway.
Multi finally gave in and nodded his head. —"I guess it's fine then... Do you know how to take care of those type of wings though? They are only skin and flesh so I'm not sure if you know something about them..." — He didn't mean that Quackity was dumb, of course not. But his wings were different of his, so of course that Multi would assume that he had no idea of what do to with them, though, he still wanted to make sure.
"Of course! I have read some things about bat hybrids, and their wings included. You miiight have to help me with some things though, if it doesn't bother you, of course." — The avian quickly answered. He might have read one thing or two about bat hybrids, since he found out that Multi was one, he wanted to know more about them. He knew that it was going to help him one day, and now, he was going to use all his knowledge about them for his own benefit, which meant making the scientist feel good, of course.
The other man just nodded his head, meaning he had no issue with helping the other.
Quackity smiled when Multi agreed, feeling happy that he was able to help. — "Okay then, John Multi. Please turn around so I can start your relaxing session." — The man said with a teasing tone, but he was actually ready to start taking care of the other.
Multi just giggled a bit at the avian's words, but he started following his requests and turned around, giving his back to Quackity.
The Mexican man started by checking his wings, taking them carefully with his hands, caressing them and paying attention to every single detail. He could notice how they had some holes, ones were more big than the others. He knew that they could regenerate again, but since Multi didn't take care of them, he wasn't sure if it was the same process. Then, he grabbed some oil, and spread it on his hands, ready to start massaging his wings.
Quackity started from the skin between his wings, his touches were slow and careful, making sure to not hurt him or overwhelm him by the feeling. It was a simple massage to relax him, so he could continue with the wings next. — "If you feel uncomfortable, just let me know, okay?" — The avian clarified, he didn't want the other to feel uncomfortable, because this was something he was supposed to enjoy.
Multi just nodded. Not a single word came out from his mouth. He wasn't sure of how he should feel right now, because this felt strangely good and comforting. He wasn't used to this type of contact.
Suddenly, the other massaged a spot that felt way too good, he relieved some stress there. Multi responded letting out a sharp sigh, yeah, this surely was weird, in a good way.
Then, one of the hybrid's hands moved to his left wing, caressing it very slowly, since this one was scarred the most, he didn't want to hurt the other in any way.
Once he was done, he moved his hand to the right wing, also being careful and delicated.
The silence in the room was comforting, just Quackity taking care of Multi, and both of them enjoying each other's presence.
A few moments later, with a bit of Multi's help, the avian was finally done, he gave the man one last massage before clapping his hands together, clearly proud of himself. —"Done. How do you feel?" — He asked as he looked at Multi's neck, noticing how it was slightly red. Did he get embarrassed?
"I... I feel really good, thank you, Quackity, really." — The scientist said with a genuine voice, he truly was thankful for everything that the hybrid did. He was about to turn around, but suddenly, Quackity wrapped his arms around his torso, pulling him closer, Multi's bare back hit the man's bare chest. He was taken aback by this sudden move, but he didn't pull away or complain about it, instead, he stayed quiet, not knowing what to do or say at all.
"Why would you..." — He didn't even finish his sentence, not sure of what he should say at all. Multi wasn't a fan of physical touch, whoever who touched him or tried any physical contact with him was dead. He didn't let anyone do those things except for the people that he trusted the most, of course, but even with them, the contact was minimum.
Despite that, he didn't feel uncomfortable with Quackity's touch, he just wasn't used to it, first, he took care of his wings, and now, this? It wasn't bad, he just had a weird feeling that started growing on his chest.
"Do you... Feel uncomfortable with this? If that's the case just let me know, I don't mind." — For Quackity, the other's boundaries were truly important, he didn't want to cross a line and make him feel uncomfortable or uneasy, he never had any bad intentions, but he knew that he suddenly could do something that wouldn't look right for the other man, and then he would fuck everything up.
Even though Multi felt weird, it wasn't a negative weird, it was positive, in a way. —"No, it's not that... It's just-" — Then, an idea came to his mind. —"Do you mind if I take care of your wings too?" — It wasn't something original or anything like that, but it would be fair since Quackity took care of his wings that were in a terrible state.
The avian's eyes widened, clearly surprised by that question. But then, his confused expression quickly turned into a happy one, a smile forming in his face. —"Yeah, of course." — He let go of the other man, and quickly turned around, now he was giving his back to him. —"Just be careful, alright? They are a bit... Sensitive." — A nervous giggle came out of his mouth after he said that, looking at the other over his shoulder. He truly loved the idea of Multi offering to take care of his wings, it was really sweet, and also, unexpected, since it's Multi who we are talking about. But that just made him even more happy.
The scientist quickly turned around, now facing the others back, and nodded, getting the instructions clear.
For Multi, Quackity's wings were absolutely gorgeous, like shining stars. He would be lying if he said that he wasn't envious of them sometimes, because they were truly beautiful. He observed them with such admiration, as if he was looking at the most beautiful thing in the whole world. That striking soft yellow color they had, the way they looked so soft and delicated, so fragile, that with a small touch, they could fall apart. Multi loved everything about them.
He started with small touches, being sure to be careful as possible, since he knew how sensitive they were for Quackity. He carefully removed some old feathers, putting them down in the bed, he could hear how the other man let out relieved sighs, meaning that he was doing a good job.
He could notice how the avian was satisfied with any small touch or move he made, feeling extremely good. He really wasn't kidding when he said that they were sensitive, every now and then, he could see him twitching, and when the scientist asked if he was alright, all he said was that he was okay. He even noticed the blush that appeared on his neck and shoulders.
Just a few moments later, he finished. Quackity's wings were taken care of, unlike Multi's, so it was more like a relaxing massage than actually taking care of them.
"I'm done." — The man said as he put his hands aside, letting go of the other's wings. Still admiring how beautiful they were, he couldn't take his eyes off them.
Quackity immediately stretched them, as he arched his back. —"Man, that sure was relaxing. Thank you so much." — He turned around, smiling towards Multi. His cheeks were also a bit red.
"No need to thank me." — The scientist responded, as he stared at the others smiling face.
The room was suddenly filled with silence once again. Until the avian decided to break it.
"Sooo... Can I hug you now? Unless you're uncomfortable with it, of course." — The question slipped out of his mouth with a somewhat desperate tone. He would be lying if he said that he wasn't dying for cuddling with the other, he wanted to spend some more time together, not only taking care of each other.
"Well, I was planning on going back to the reactor -" — "Already? Multi, you were literally stuck there for a whole month, no seas tan cabrón wey." — He quickly scolded the scientist, but he knew that he couldn't force him to stay here. Still, he didn't want him to leave this soon. Maybe just a few more hours? —"Or maybe you don't want to spend time with your beautiful boyfriend... I see how it is." — He said with a mocking voice, as he looked away, and made a dramatic pose, as if he was fainting.
Multi let out a deep sigh and looked away, ignoring whatever Quackity just did. It's not that he didn't want to spend time with him, it was the fact that he still had a lot of job to do, he couldn't just leave it like that as if it wasn't nothing, he didn't even have the chance to fix everything before the hybrid borough him here. —"It's not that... I just- I need stuff to do, you know?" — But despite his words, he knew that the other wouldn't listen. Still, it was worth a try, no?
"Come on Multi! Just a few more hours, alright? Then I'll promise I will let you go." — Quackity said with a pleading look, knowing that those worked on the scientist, he wouldn't say no. He didn't want the other to keep overworking himself, he needed a proper rest before going back to the reactor and continuing his job.
At first, the other man wasn't sure about it, but as he kept looking at Quackity, the more he wanted to stay, and finally, he gave in. —"Fine. I'll stay, but just a few more hours, okay?" — Before he could even finish his words, the avian pulled him into a thigh hug without any warning.
Once again, the scientist went silent. The same feeling as before, he didn't know what to say or do. He didn't pull away, he didn't want to pull away, still, the feeling was weird, he couldn't get used to it even if he wanted to.
Eventually, the other noticed the way he got quiet, and his grip loosened, not holding him too thigh this time. —"So...? You didn't tell me, are you comfortable with this? If yes, it's also fine. I won't force you." — He didn't want to press him, but he needed answers. He was pretty sure he asked this like 3 times already, he couldn't avoid the question anymore.
Multi looked around, anywhere but Quackity's eyes. He wasn't really sure of how he should answer that. He wasn't uncomfortable, neither uneasy or anything like that. The feeling was weird, extremely comforting for some reason. He didn't like physical touch, so why whenever Quackity touched him he felt like this? His stomach started to feel warm and twist around, and of course it wasn't because he wanted the other to let go, it was because he wanted him to stay.
"Yeah, it's fine." — He finally admitted, still not making eye contact with Quackity. It was extremely embarrassing to admit that, he didn't know why. That's what the hybrid asked, and that was his answer, so why get embarrassed? It was normal, even if he didn't like it, he knew that it was normal, physical touch was absolutely normal, especially when said physical touch came from someone that you love a lot.
A big smile immediately formed in Quackity's face, his small wings besides his head started fluttering, as a small blush appeared in his cheeks.
His grip on the other tightened again, of course, not that hard, but more tight. He suddenly noticed that he was facing the back of Multi's neck, and some thoughts started appearing in his head. He considered them for a moment, but then, he decided to just do it, besides, the scientist could just tell him if he was uncomfortable.
Suddenly, he bit Multi, gaining a surprised gasp from him. He quickly turned his head around, a big blush could now be seen in his pale skin. —"What the actual fuck you think you're doing? Kurwa..." — He didn't sound pissed, but embarrassed instead. Quackity found this scene hilarious. He hasn't seen Multi like this for a while, so he would make sure to tease him a lot this time that he was spending with him.
"What? I can't bite you teasingly?" — He said, jokingly. Then, he remembered when he visited Multi one time, and he was hungry for blood, and he offered himself, and Multi actually drank his blood. He was going to have so much fun teasing him.
"So I can't bite you teasingly, but you can bite me and also drink my blood? Eres bien pinche egoísta." — He said as his put his head on the scientist shoulder, he wanted to look at his face right now.
On the other hand, Multi didn't know what to say. He was surprised by the bite, he didn't expect it to be honest. But it didn't feel bad, he kinda liked it, he wasn't going to lie. However, it was still kinda weird.
A blush spread on his face and the back of his neck when he heard Quackity's words, hell no. Oh hell no.
He knew that the hybrid wasn't going to forget about that so easily, and that days of him teasing him like hell would come, but he never said anything until today, he should have expected it anyway, Quackity loved to tease him, and sometimes it bothered him, but being honest, he didn't mind most of the time.
"You know it's not the same" — The scientist tried to excuse himself, but that wasn't going to stop the avian.
"Its the same." — Quackity said, despite being aware that it wasn't the same situation, he just wanted to bother Multi.
"Whatever you say." — He knew that there was no point in trying to fight against Quackity's teasing, he would always say some bullshit in the end.
Quackity decided to get a bit bold, he grabbed Multi's chin, and moved his head to kiss him.
The scientist was taken aback by that move, but he quickly returned it. It was a sweet, and loving kiss, both of them enjoying each other.
They eventually broke apart, gasping for air. Their gazes interlocked, and the avian smiled, reaching out for one of the mans dreads, moving them away so he could see his eyes. Multi also smiled back.
"My beautiful księżniczka." — Quackity said teasingly, but he truly meant the "beautiful" part.
A small giggle could he heard coming from Multi's side, he said nothing. But the blush on his face didn't go unnoticed by the avian.
After that, both of them stayed in silence for a while, with Quackity kissing all over Multi's neck, shoulders and back, and Multi being in complete silence, his face was red as a tomato though.
They stayed like that for a while, but suddenly, Quackity could feel Multi's body go limp, and for a moment, his soul left his body. He didn't know how, but he didn't even notice how much time had passed, that the scientist fell asleep on him.
The avian tried to think, what should he do? Taking Multi to the reactor would obviously wake him up, so there was no way he would do that, he needed to rest. So he decided to just let him sleep on his bed.
He quickly tried to move the doctor, it wasn't hard because he was light, considering how skinny he was. When he finally got him lying down on the bed, he was going to let go of his arm, but Multi was faster and grabbed his wrist. —"Don't leave." — He didn't even open his eyes, and his voice was almost unnoticeable, if it wasn't for the heavy silent that filled the room, the Mexican wouldn't even hear him.
Quackity's eyes widened at that, he didn't expect that, like at all. But he wouldn't complain, either, of course he wasn't going to leave him alone. He was the one who came up with all of this in the first place, so he had no right.
He lay down beside Multi, he could still feel his grip on his wrist, it wasn't exactly too tight, but it was firm, making it clear that he didn't want the hybrid to leave. He pulled some sheets over them, trying to get both of them as comfy as he could.
After struggling a bit, he was finally done. Both of them lying down, together. Quackity didn't expect this at all, he thought that the scientist would continue to being stubborn until he finally could go back to the reactor, but he was glad that he didn't do that, and instead, starting getting the rest he needed. He was glad that he was able to help.
He turned his head around, now facing Multi's face. He started at it, analyzing every single detail he had, from his pale skin to his piercings. His eyes then moved to his mouth, and quickly moved them away. That was for another time. He went back to looking at his face, and God, he wished they could have more times together like this, just the two of them, alone. He was sure that in the future, once things get better, they would get more time to spend, together.
Despite being comfy already, he noticed that they still weren't wearing any clothes, expect for their pants, and he was sure that sleeping in jeans wasn't comfy for any of them. But he also couldn't just change Multi to pajamas, he was sure that if he woke up and saw Quackity removing his pants, he would imagine the worst scenarios ever, and that wasn't the point at all. Well... Maybe the scientist would have to sleep like this, but he wasn't going to, he was going to get his pajamas.
As soon as he tried to get up, Multi pulled him down in bed, and hugged him from behind, repeating the same words again. —"Don't leave." — And now, Quackity could hear him closer.
Yeah, he didn't care about his pajamas now, he was staying here, with Multi. Who was currently hugging him. This was amazing.
He was sure that Multi would probably be embarrassed as hell tomorrow, but until then, they were just going to sleep peacefully, together.