chaotictransboy's idea
I believe trans Florida is a Bitchyass_tacos idea as well
Dysphoria mention cw
The main give were dating a year before DC joined which is why there's a two years comment
It had been a day for Florida.
He woke up not quite right that morning, feeling odd in his usual attire of swim trunks and tank top and instead settling on a sweatshirt that hung so low no one would tell he was wearing pants. The uncomfortable feeling persisted throughout lunch and the southern meeting later that day; he hadn't tried to cause chaos either, making some states concerned and asking if he was okay, which he didn't have an answer to. All he wanted to do was cuddle up with one of his boyfriends, with Ali Gator (his stuffed gator from Loui) and ride out this feeling.
Unfortunately his boyfriends picked today, of all days, to be out of the Statehouse or busy, leaving Florida all alone. But, the peninsula thought, it was fine. He had bad days like this without them, he knew how to cope. He'd grab Ali Gator off his bed, watch some bad Netflix horror film until one of them came back, and, if he wasn't feeling better, then he'd get his cuddles.
But Ali Gator was gone from his bed.
Florida tore the house apart looking for his stuffed gator, knocking over chairs, coffee tables, states if they were sleeping on said chairs, looking for his missed stuffed animal. In his tornado he ran into Utah, just returning from the laundry room with a pile of laundry for Colorado, asking him desperately if he'd seen Ali Gator.
"Oh I found it when I was collecting your clothes! It was filthy Florida so I had to wash it." Utah said cheerfully, clearly not noticing the distressed look on his face. The western state walked off humming a hymn and Florida remained paralzyed to the floor, unsure what to do. His first safe option, his boyfriends, were gone, his second option, Ali Gator, was in the wash, he didn't have a third! Just as he was about to give into panic, he heard music coming from New York's room and perked up immediately. He didn't want to get his hopes up; he dimly remembered during breakfast Massachusetts mentioning a bunch of New England states were going out for the day and could've sworn New York was going to be among them. But as he got closer and opened his door, he felt his heart soar at the sight of his reclusive boyfriend, sitting on his bed watching something on his laptop.
"Yorkie?" Florida called softly, getting New York's attention.
"What's up orange slice?" New York asked not looking away from his laptop.
"C-Can we cuddle?" Florida asked, and that made New York look up curiously. Usually Florida didn't ask to cuddle, usually he demanded it through hugs or dive bomb glomps, but him being meek made the north eastern state pause.
"Are you okay orange slice?" New York asked gently and at his gentle tone, Florida finally broke down.
"I feel awful!" Florida wailed tugging at the sleeves of his hoodie. "Nothing feels right on my body, my body feels awful, all I wanted to do was relax and cuddle with one of you guys and Ali Gator but you all were missing and Utah threw Ali Gator in the wash!"
"Okay, okay!" New York said gently, still unsure of emotions even after two years of dating his partners. He kicked his coat off the bed and moved over, inviting Florida next to him. Florida didn't even hesitate, he dive bombed on the bed, getting as close as he could to New York that was humanly possible, wrapping his arms around New York's torso and humming happily.
"Want to watch this with me?" New York asked, mentioning to the film he had finally selected.
"Mmm nope, would rather be snuggling." Florida said happily in New York's side. New York smiled softly down at his boyfriend before starting the movie.
A little while later, Louisiana came home after a fresh adventure and with a fresh batch of daiquiris. He looked around the house and while some states were in the living room or hanging around in the kitchen, none of them were his states or fed. Louisiana dumped his new supply of alcohol and began searching the rooms, finally finding two of his five boyfriends together in one. The film had ended, but Florida remained snuggled in New York's side and New York had his arms wrapped around Florida pulling him in tightly. The sight made the Cajun melt. He was about to walk away when New York glanced up.
"Hey are the others home?" New York asked quietly.
"I'm not sure baby, I can check why?" Louisiana asked.
"It's been awhile since we did a cuddle pile right? Get 'em, orange slice needs it." New York ordered. Louisiana nodded and went off looking for the other boyfriends. Turns out he didn't have to go far, Texas had just arrived home after a day trip back to his ranch and was shoved into New York's room before he could even say hi. California just left the western meeting and looked close to tears so it was easy to maneuver him into the room. The only one left was DC who, turns out, was home this entire time shut up in his office working.
"Darlin' please." Louisiana begged the fed who was busy working on his laptop.
"I promise Loui, once I'm done with this." DC muttered not looking up from his paperwork.
"We both know you won't be done for awhile." Louisiana pointed out. DC looked up with a sigh and glared at the Cajun man.
"It won't take me too long, and then I can join you guys." DC said. He turned back to his paperwork and the office filled with silence, Louisiana secretly forming a plan in his head. Without warning, DC felt himself picked up out of his chair and moved out of the room.
"LOUI."
"Sorry darlin' but sometimes drastic measures!" Louisiana said, grinning as his boyfriend struggled. Despite DC's protests, Louisiana managed to carry DC to New York's room and deposit him in the cuddle pile, completing it then finding a space for himself.
That's where Washington found them an hour later when he came calling for dinner; Florida and New York were still in the same position as they were in earlier but now Texas against Florida's back snoring, DC was on top of New York and Louisiana was pressed against Texas's side with California rounding out the poly laying on his boyfriend's legs.
All together, all happy, all like they should be.
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DC Headcanon's 6: Sparkle Sparkle!
General FictionFUCK YEAH SPARKLE SPARKLE (That's a reference no one will get)
