Whole Again - poly!feral boys (DreamSMP)

twenty - five

a surprise chapter :)

I re-enter the living room where the boys have pretty much settled down.

I sit on the couch on the end next to Karl, curling into his side.

He wraps his arm around me.

"What did your mom want?", he asks curiously.

I sigh, burying my face in his sweater.

"Big sigh.", he mumbles.

I think about it for a minute before uncovering my face.

"She wanted to know if I am going to my brother's wedding in two weekends.", I explain.

Karl rests his hand in my lap, and I play with his fingers.

"Are you?", George turns to look at me.

"Yeah, and I have to bring a date.", I sigh, staring at Karl's latest nail polish color.

"Oh.", Karl frowns, immediately understanding.

"Yeah.", I mutter, squeezing one of his fingers.

"Wedding time! Woot woot!", Alex yells, doing a stupid little dance.

"You idiot. Not all of us can go.", George smacks the back of his head, probably a little harder than he should've.

Alex pouts, so George presses a kiss against his cheek to shut him up.

They both giggle, snuggling up to one another.

I smile at their exchange, still fidgeting with Karl's fingers.

"I don't know what to do.", I sigh, goosebumps rising on my arms as I think about having to choose between them all.

"Rock, paper, scissors?", Sapnap suggests.

I laugh at his suggestion before I realize he's serious.

"You're not kidding...", I realize.

"Well, do you have any better ideas?", he sasses me.

I stick my tongue out at him, and he mirrors my face with a laugh.

"It's not a bad idea. It's fair.", Clay shrugs, plopping on top of Sapnap.

"Get off.", he tries to push Clay off.

They both end up on the ground, wrestling with one another.

The four of us on the couch don't even pay attention to them.

"Why are they like this?", I groan.

"They do this all the time, what are you talking about?", Karl jokes back.

They do seem to pick fights with one another when they're bored, often just for no reason at all.

"Watch this.", Alex whispers to both of us.

He nudges them with his foot, kicking at them.

Sapnap grabs his foot, pulling him onto the floor.
"Hide your feet.", I tap Karl's leg.

Both of us tuck our feet under us.

George is too slow to do the same, getting dragged down on the floor.

"Ahh, help me!", he pleads us.

"No way.", I giggle, making sure all of my limbs are out of reach from the floor.

They finally stop wrestling with one another, seeming to be in more of a cuddle pile now.

"I'm serious about rock, paper, scissors though.", Sapnap lifts his head.