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The rain was muffled this evening. Some talking came from the bedroom below Collin’s house. The small bed creaked under the weight of the two.
Collin was laying down on his back, listening to Zac rambling on about creepypastas, Gmod, among a few other things. Collin, despite how much he really tried to, just wasn’t able to focus much on what the other talked about. His attention wandered elsewhere.
He watched and took note of certain things — How Zac used his paws when he talked, waving them around and gesturing, how he gave the smallest bit of context and backstory to everything, how expressive and borderline animated he was as he talked. How thick but soft his fur looked, all the little spots and speckles of discolored blues and cyan mixed in a beautifully abstract pattern. Zac’s eyes were so dark, voids that sucked Collin in. Despite how they could be creepy in certain scenarios, they had a shine to them. One that gave the creeper hybrid so much life. Life that Collin wanted to keep with him for the rest of his own.
Zac poked at his shoulder a little to get his attention. He had been staring, he knew he had.
“Hey, you okay man?”
Collin didn’t know what to say, his throat closed up. He thought of a million ways how to respond, so he took a gamble and went with the first thing that came to his mind. He looked Zac in those black yet shimmering eyes of his and…
“… You’re beautiful.”
Zac froze, taken aback by the sudden confession. Collin immediately regretted his decision and looked away.
‘fuck fuck, too straightforward TOO STRAIGHTFORWARD!’
He looked back at Zac, prepared to laugh and pretend he was just joking. But instead got jumpscared by Zac as he was leaned down, inches away from Collin’s face. He jolted up, backing away a bit, he could feel how red his face got. Though it looked like Zac was the same way — About as flustered as him.
“shit- Sorry! I… Uh….” The fluffier one glanced away sheepishly, his face flushed heavily, “… I… think you’re pretty too.”
Collin let his body relax. After the silence dragged on for longer than either of them wanted it to, Collin quietly leaned closer. He let his shoulder lean on Zac’s. His hoodie was off, leaving his fur out in the open. It was soft, softer than Collin had even thought it could be considering the harsh weather of this world.
He felt Zac move a bit, and when Collin didn’t pull away, gently pulled him in closer by the waist. He slowly rested his head on Zac’s shoulder. His fur was comfortable, he didn’t want to leave it. He felt Zac’s paw slowly move from his waist up to his head. Gently toying with Collin’s hair, it was frizzy and messy from the rain and wearing his hat so often.
Finally, the fluffy one said something, “… Do you mind if I…?” He seemed anxious to finish his question, but Collin seemed to get the idea, he looked like he wanted to move anyway. So he responded with a gentle nod.
Zac perked up a little, he grabbed at Collin’s hips again, carefully moving him over to straddle his lap. Though this was not what Collin had expected to happen, he let it nonetheless.
Slowly, Zac leaned into his face, but didn’t close the distance.
“Can I?”
Collin let out a small smile, leaning in himself.
“Sure.”
Zac smiled, pressing a small kiss to his forehead. It was odd to say the least, though soft because of his fur, considering Zac didn’t really have lips like Collin did. That didn’t stop him though. Collin didn’t push away, and Zac gently cupped his face in his paws.
He littered Collin’s face with small pecks and little nibbles here and there. Collin closed his eyes and let Zac do as he pleased, eventually deciding to reciprocate the act. Collin could hear the other’s tail thumping against the bed.
Zac started to lay down, dragging Collin down with him. The pecks and kisses turning to giggles, which eventually ended with Zac catching Collin’s lips with his own. Collin sighed contently into the kiss. It was peaceful. And for that moment, Collin could forget the entities, the dangers of his world, his own fears. He could forget it all and just bask in this moment of peace between the two.
And when they parted for air, the peace stayed with them. Collin moved off of Zac to lay on his side, burying his face into the crook of his neck. Zac pulled up the blanket over the both of them, resting his head on top of Collin’s as the two held each other close that night.