Sprout was alone for the longest he can remember. He pushed himself always to do his best in any task. Yet this new friend Shelly introduced him to may change his mindset for the better.
WARNING THIS STORY HAS PHOBIAS⚠️
-Nyctophobia: fear of the dar...
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SPROUT POV:
The next morning, the first light of the day slowly filters through the curtains, gradually illuminating the room. The silence in the room is broken by the sound of soft breaths and the occasional shifting movement as Sprout slowly wakes up. Sprout eyes slowly opening, wakes up first. He rubs the sleep from his eyes and softly yawns, his mind still hazy with the remnants of sleep. He turns his head, his gaze eventually falling on the sleeping form of Cosmo, still cuddled up beside him.
Sprout lets out a soft sigh of content, moves a bit closer to Cosmo and cuddles up against him, his touch gentle and affectionate. He wraps an arm around Cosmo's form, pulling him a tiny bit closer, a sense of fondness and clearly present in his actions. As Sprout cuddles up with Cosmo, a gentle smile forms on his face, his heart filled with affection. He rests his chin on top of Cosmo's head, his eyes still half-closed as he enjoys the cozy moment. The early quiet of the morning enhances the peaceful atmosphere of the room, the only sounds being their soft breaths and the rustling of the sheets.
After a few more moments of cuddling, Sprout decides to let Cosmo sleep a bit longer. He carefully untangles himself from their cozy embrace, making sure not to wake Cosmo. With a soft and deliberate gentleness, he extracts himself from the bed and stands up, taking a moment to stretch his limbs and rub his eyes. Sprout quietly walks out of the room, taking one last look at the sleeping form of Cosmo.
He shuts the door behind him, being careful not to make any loud sounds that might disturb Cosmo's peaceful slumber. As Sprout emerges into the living room, he is greeted by the sight of Shelly sitting on the couch, her gaze fixed on the television. The soft glow of the screen lights up her face. Vee, on the other hand, is sitting nearby, her hand gently held by Shelly's as she recharges.
Shelly eyes leave the television, looking up and spots Sprout. A warm smile forms on her face, and she calls out to him, "Hey there, Sprout. Good morning." Sprout eyes meeting Shelly's, returns the smile and approaches the couch. "Morning, Shelly," he responds, his voice still a bit groggy from sleep. He takes a seat nearby, his eyes drifting to Vee for a moment before returning to Shelly. Shelly gaze soften, notices Sprout's tired eyes. She speaks up, a hint of concern in her tone, "You look a bit weary. Did you sleep alright?" Sprout takes a deep breath, nods slightly in acknowledgment. "Yeah, I slept alright. Just a bit tired, that's all," he answers, a small hint of tiredness still lingering in his voice. He stretches his limbs gently and lets out a small yawn, emphasizing his tiredness.
Shelly hearing the hint of exhaustion in Sprout's voice, offers a gentle smile. "Well, make sure to take it easy today. Don't push yourself too much," she advises, her words filled with a motherly concern. Sprout lets out a small chuckle and nods again. "I know, I'll try," he replies, his expression grateful for her concern. "Don't worry, I'll take it easy." He shifts in his seat, making himself comfortable on the couch. "How about you guys? How's your morning been?" he asks, his attention turning to both Vee and Shelly. Shelly expression becomes softer as she replies, "It's been peaceful so far. Vee has been recharging, and I've been watching TV. Nothing eventful." She pats Vee's hand affectionately, a loving smile on her face.
