DO WE NEED TO CALL SOMEONE SONIC? YOU'VE GOTTA BE SUFFERING FROM CHILIDOG DEPRIVATION AT THIS POINT LOOK, YOU'RE ALL SKIN AND BONES!
“ ---- But ‘m fine? Y’ grey-faces worry too much, really.”
DO WE NEED TO CALL SOMEONE SONIC? YOU'VE GOTTA BE SUFFERING FROM CHILIDOG DEPRIVATION AT THIS POINT LOOK, YOU'RE ALL SKIN AND BONES!
“ ---- But ‘m fine? Y’ grey-faces worry too much, really.”
Have you been feeling any better lately? The cold must suck, but maybe soup and a blanket would help!
“I’m actually feeling a lot better! M’ cold’s been gone for a while, now. Trust me, I spent most o’ my days hidin’ under all the blankets I could find ‘round the house. I was like a hedgehog fabric monster.”
“Y’know man, sometimes I think Eggman is an upstanding gentleman compared to a lot of other guys…”
That unmistakable cold twisting feeling set in his stomach as he boiled over Lively’s words. The need to appear perfect sometimes overtook a sense of justice- or a sense of following his own path no matter what anyone else said or thought. The other hedgehogs intentions were innocent, and yet here he was taking it as a personal attack on his character. He shook that off quickly- it didn’t make sense to be feeling that right now. His actions weren’t being scrutinized, simply misunderstood.
“’‘N besides, I don’t really know the guy. I can’t exactly go talk to him… Or, I mean”, Sonic began, thinking for a moment, “I guess I could always go n’ search for him. But I’m not really good with my words- so I don’t know if that’d help with this. I doubt that type o’ guy would listen to reason. But, who knows, maybe it’s worth a… Shot.” To accentuate the pun, he raised up his fist in front of his face, giving a wink to Lively.
Eggman. An upstanding gentleman? It was one of the mot absurd things he’d ever heard, probably. It almost made him a bit mad himself, but he quickly decided on a calmer approach. It was obvious that his poor alternate was just having an off day-- he couldn’t think of any other reason to excuse the ludicrous sentence that just left his mouth otherwise.
“...Uh. If y’ don’t know the guy, why do you wanna punch him? Stuff traveled through a grape vine?” He rubbed his cheek and blinked at the other slowly. “But I mean, yeah. Sure. If he deserves it I guess y’ could punch him. Not my choice t’ make for ya. Just be nice.”
;U; Bienvenido 2017!
wish it to be way better than last one, that a lot of positive things happend,that we make it through together and that we have a lot of fun too ^_^
love you guys!
The hug and vigorous nuzzling both manage to pull Shadow out of his awkward state and into something a little more comfortable. He smiles in a way only Sonic can manage, a quiet sound of amusement of his own being made.
It’s still an adjustment, but not one that he minds all too much.
His arms had automatically wrapped back around him, but one hand lifts to gently brush a peach cheek. New Years. He remembers that holiday. It puts into perspective how far they’ve come together. His nose lightly brushes his. “It’s right here…” he murmurs.
This time, he is the one to initiate the first New Years kiss of their relationship. Truly, a fitting way to kick off another year that Shadow looks forward to spending with him, together.
It hadn’t quite hit Sonic until they were already kissing, that it had been this long. A year. It’d been a full year since, well...his last attempt at this. Not that the original had been bad, but this time everything was more softer & warmer, and Shadow was the one kissing him. The caress that was delivered to his cheek resulted in his muzzle heating, as did the tips of his ears. Embarrassment washed over him like a tidal wave.
The second thing he noticed was how soft his lips were. Comfortable, even; he was new to the whole kissing thing, so he struggled at first to find his pace with it. Bumped his nose, whispered a weakly playful apology; but once they met together in that perfect way, it sent his stomach in loops. His fur felt prickled and his heart swelled, and suddenly all the awkwardness felt worth it. Shy or not, he definitely wanted to keep doing this.
“...You’re better at this than I am, eh?” He chuckled, albeit bashfully.
It’s clear that the poor hedgehog’s really been caught off-guard. He isn’t sure how to respond.
“…Thank you.”
Boy, he really was cute! Sporting the gentlest of grins, Sonic hopped over to his boyfriend (still getting used to that---) and laced his arm around him. Nuzzles were delivered all over Shadow’s muzzle, and something close to a giggle escaped him.
“Hey, where’s my kiss? It’s New Year’s, y’know!”
Do you find silver cute as well?
“Silv? Yeah, I guess so! His fur is totally uber soft.”
You're under arrest for being under arrest
. . .
Do you think Shadow is cute?
“'’Course I do! I think he’s beautiful— he’s got th’ most pretty eyes I’ve ever seen! ‘N’ a smile that could light up a room; ‘m always happy whenever I get him t’ laugh.”
"I would say there are not enough blue hedgehogs. But I guess you only need one." Shakes booty.
“ You’re right! Lively is the only precious blue hedgehog I need in my life. He’s so pure and affectionate. It’s what sets him apart from the rest of you stubborn, taunting hooligans. ”
i’d burn down the whole world if that meant keeping you safe.
“Good. I like for him to be mentally stimulated.”
A small, tired smile creeps onto his lips as Sonic slips into his normal position against him. His cheek leans gently, and comfortably, against the top of his head as one bare hand lifts to run through his unruly quills. A bedhead, if he’d ever seen one. Faintly, but loud enough for Sonic to hear, a purr begins in his throat.
“Yes, everything’s fine now,” he murmurs. “There’s nothing to worry about.”
Ah, there was something he’d missed all day. Sonic was quite peculiar about who he let touch his quills; after all, they were sharp. He needed to be relaxed in order for someone to properly brush through them, or else they were going to get pricked right in the palm. However, when it came to Shadow, it seemed like he was always relaxed. Maybe it was because he was a hedgehog with his own set of quills who probably knew how to maneuver them, but...he figured it also was his body’s subconscious show of trust. He was never on edge with him.
“’M always gonna worry when it comes to Egghead...” He muttered, listening in on the purr Shadow had started. It was a soothing rumble, one that made him near immediately feel droopy. Emerald eyes flicked upwards, so he could see his partner’s expression.
. . .
“Hey Shadow..? Can we kiss again?”
You don't think you're cute?
It wasn’t the first time Sonic had been called ‘cute’, but definitely the first time it made him feel like…this. It resurfaced the dull ache in his chest, one that had practically made residence there over the past few months. He fidgeted, feet scuffing the floor; that was a bit of a personal question, even if asked with innocence. Truth be told, Sonic didn’t think himself much of…anything of that sort. Right now, all he’d felt was insecurity.
He nervously tugged at his shawl.
“Uh… Nah, I don’t really think so. I appreciate that you guys do though, I guess. Thanks.”
You are under arrest for being too cute
“Yeah— we’ve all seen how well arrestin’ me goes.” He lifted his finger up before pointing it back down in gesture. Helicopter sky-diving, anyone?
“…I don’t really get why you guys seem t’ think ‘m so cute.”
❛ && i’ll never have the STRENGTH to be weak again.
“You should be careful ‘bout how much y’ drink there, bud--- that can’t be good. . .”
Lucky! You not only live with one fluffy warm hedgehog to warm you up but two!
“I know, ain’t it great? Who needs chest fur when y’ got two personal sources of it right there?”