{feetsie friends~} - Mort x Reader

Chapter 5: Home, Not Alone

Y/n arrived at her humble abode, humming to herself quietly. She unbuckled her seatbelt and grabbed her backpack, throwing it around her left shoulder as it dangled.

She moved herself to the back door. "Breathe in, breathe out." She said to herself quietly, as she pulled the cars back door handle and opened it to find a still slumberful Mort in his cage. His cage was massive to fit his 6'8 brawn frame, but it was definitely cramped in there.

Y/n struggled to pull his cage out, eventually just opening it to release him.

Mort became aware and awoke from his sleep, rubbing his glowing eyes and sleepily looking up at Y/n.

"Y-Y/n..?"

He softly spoke. Y/n softly caressed his buff head, moving her thumb in circles in the middle of his temple.

He purred to the feeling of this, getting comfortable once again, until the sweet silence was interrupted by Y/n as she spoke again.

"Hey, Morty. Long story short, you're gonna live with me for a few days until you deal with this issue you got goin' on. Sound alright?"

Mort nodded, dumbfounded by the news he'd been given. A whole week with Y/n? At her house!? He must be dreaming.

Y/n grabbed his hefty hand and helped him out of the car as the cage collapsed under the sheer mass and weight of Mort's girthy butt. He slowly got out of the car, making sure not to hit his head on the car roof. When he got out, Y/n smiled, looking up at him.

"This is a nice house you got here, sweets."

Mort said, looking up at the humble abode before his eyes, basking in its simple and sheer glory. The house was small and white, with a dark rouge roof and a few white windows.

"Eh, this old thing? It's alright. Come in, won't you?"

Y/n had moved from morts side to the front of the door, up the couple of steps that led to the house. Mort followed as Y/n opened it, Mort following closely behind. He ducked when he tried to get through the door frame, making Y/n giggle.

"Hey. This is no laughing matter, shortstack."

Mort said, chuckling as he rolled his eyes sarcastically. Y/n started walking towards her open kitchen, and pulled out two white mugs.

"You can go look around if you like. You'll be sleeping in a bed that I've set up in my office. It has some greenery in there so I thought you'd like it."

Y/n looked up and smiled as she continued filling the mugs with hot chocolate for her and the lemur.

"Oh alright. See ya in a bit!"

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Mort had walked around 95% of the house, there was one room left. The house was small, but he hadn't been in Y/n's bedroom yet. Without being nosy, he peered in but stopped because he knew he shouldn't snoop. He brought himself back to the lounge room where Y/n sat comfortably on the couch, an inviting hot chocolate waiting for the both of them, steaming on the wooden table.

He sat down on the comfy couch across from Y/n as she took a sip from her steaming hot chocolate, getting some froth on her nose.

"Heh. You got some froth on you."

Mort said, pointing his finger to his nose.

Y/n looked up and wiped it off with her sleeve, making them both giggle, and then it fell silent.

They looked at each other for a while, taking in each other's every features. Their faces outed a red colour as they continues their sensual staring competition.

Y/n broke the silence with a slight cough, that ruined the moment but with good reason.

"I'm, um, gonna.. gooo... and have a shower.. yeah... Yell if you need anything."

Y/n said, getting up off the couch and venturing to her room to grab her pjs and some underwear. She walked into the bathroom and locked the door, turning in the water and getting after stripping off.

Her skin felt nice under the warm water, as she washed herself with her favourite scented body wash. She was about to wash her hair as she heard a loud "FUCK!"

Y/n rushed out with no time, skidding on the tiled floor and wrapping a towel around her, as well as her wet hair.

She rushed towards Mort and realised he had her phone, and had punched a hole in her white, thin wall.

"What the fuck, Mort! What was that for?"

Y/n yelled, grasping onto the white towel that laid around her wet, naked body.

"Y/n I—- woah.. princess."

Mort looked straight at Y/n, getting profusely red and looking her up and down, then immediately turning back around like the gentleman he was.

"D-don't look, please. And give me my phone."

Y/n held her hand it, looking in embarrassment to her side.

"Sorry. I didn't know you weren't decent. Here."

Mort looked up at the ceiling, giving Y/n her phone, still as red as a fast Lamborghini.

"It's alright. I'll be ready in a bit, stay here, and we'll deal with that wall later. Behave, okay?"

Y/n said to him reassuringly. He nodded as he sat back down on the couch, stuck in his thoughts as Y/n walked back into the bathroom.

He thought about her, in the towel. He got red thinking about her, Y/n, that is. She looked so stunning out of her zookeeper uniform, even in just a towel. Mort just sat in a trance, caused by the thoughts racing around his little head, that he didn't realise Y/n had walked back into the room, and sat herself down across from him in the other couch.

"Soo.. what're we gonna do about that wall?"

Y/n said out loud to no one in particular, pondering about the fist sized hole in the white wall.

"Sorry. About that, yeah. I don't know what came over me."

Mort said, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly as he looked away, noticing but not acknowledging Y/n's gaze.

"It's okay, Morty. Why'd you get so angry anyway, huh? And why'd you have my phone..?"

Mort was dumbfounded by how Y/n was so forgiving and understanding towards him, a lemur, that had just punched her wall in. He thought for a second, and spoke up.

"Who's.. who's Alvin?"
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