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Cats and Sleep

Did anyone know Vincent loves it whenever you scratch behind his ear?

Or maybe under his chin?

Perhaps even whenever you rub his back softly?

And did you know Scott loves to tease Vincent about it?

The brunette laughed softly, gently poking his back again, "So like.. You'll become a cat if someone ends up rubbing your back? Nice.." Vincent yelped softly, turning towards him, giving a soft glare. "Scott no-"

The said brunette chuckled, grinning. He quickly reached over, rubbing under his chin softly. The other teen froze slightly before a small purr came from him, relaxing. Scott chuckled, "Yep.. You're a cat.. How are you even purring?" He gently pulled away from him, leaning back against the tree.

Vincent glanced up, "Hm?" Scott chuckled, reaching up, rubbing behind his ear before Vincent could do anything. Vincent didn't freeze or anything, yet he melted into his hand, smiling. Scott laughed softly, "And now that's adorable.."

Vincent perked up, pulling away, red erupting on his face. "Uh- Scott no- S-Stop.." The brunette chuckled, "Why..?" The other gulped, "Uhm.. S-Stop that.."

Scott grinned wider, his face lighting up with realization, "Oh.. I see what it is.." His grin turned into a shit-eating smirk, reaching over again. Vincent froze, feeling his hands. He shuddered softly, causing Scott to laugh. "Ah.. I see what it is.." He chuckled. He quietly started to rub behind his ear again, chuckling.

Vincent reached up, trying to stop him. Scott used his free hand to swat his hands away, grinning. Vincent gave a soft whimper noise, pulling away from him. The brunette chuckled, "Aight, fine kit.. Ya just losing it." Vincent squinted, looking at him, "Wait what..?"

Scott chuckled, "Shh, quiet Mr. Tomato.." Vincent glared, "Aight, Mr. Ring Ring.." The brunette squinted, "Hey.. Don't call me that unless you want me to annoy your little spots.." Vincent chuckled, backing up, crunching leaves under his feet, "Mr. Ring Ring!! Scottie is Mr. Ring Ring!"

Scott crossed his arms, chuckling. "Vin, I'm serious.. Stop.." The other teen laughed, "Ooh! Mr. Ring Ring is angry! Hahaha!! Whatcha gonna do Scottie!?" The brunette approached him, giving a small grin, "Oh, I can do a lot.. Heh, you're only lucky that we're in a forest." The other teen froze, thinking quickly about what he said before going pale, "oh..."

Scott grabbed his arm gently, "And guess what..?" The teen looked at him, "What..?" The brunette smiled, "You're caught. You can't leave.. Hah."

Vincent pouted, "Well shit.." Scott chuckled, pulling him closer to him, "And how do you feel about it?" The teen looked at him, his green gaze meeting his, "To be honest.. Cold.. A little shaky.."

The brunette smiled, "Cold..? Why are ya cold.. Oh that's right..." The teen nodded, "Y-Yeah-" he froze softly, feeling warmth engulf him. He glanced towards Scott, seeing he had hugged him and stuffed him in his jacket. Scott chuckled, "Better..?" Vincent nodded, purring softly, "You're warm.." He gently pressed against him, smiling.

Scott smiled, "You're purring again. That's adorable." The teen shrugged, chuckling, "but you're warm.. Nice warmth.."

The brunette grins softly, mumbling something under his breath. The teen glanced at him, "I heard that.. Scott, stop it.. Let's just get back to the warmth of your house.. It's fucking cold."

The brunette chuckled, "Alright.. Follow me." He pulled away, taking his jacket off and tossing it to the other teen, "Also, use it." Vincent looked at it before shrugging, putting it on with a large smile. Scott watched him and laughed softly, grabbing the sleeve and tugging him along.

~||~

Its been two hours and Vincent would not give the jacket back. He's sitting on the couch with two or three blankets wrapped around him, along with the large jacket. He hasn't moved from that spot, a large winning grin on his face.

Scott walked into the living room with a cup of coffee, glancing at him. "Do you need that many blankets..? It's only like.. 45 degrees outside.." Vincent nodded in his blanket fort, smiling.

Scott walked over, setting the cup down, sighing softly. "What if I'm cold?" The teen looked at him before unwrapping part of the blanket, "Then come." The brunette quietly scooted over, snuggling under the blankets with him, looking at him. Vincent plastered a soft grin on his face, "And now there's three piggies in a blanket."

Scott looked at him in confusion, "Three?" Vincent casted a small nod towards the back of him, a small head popping from behind him. The brunette smiled, "Hello there, Roxy.. I see you've found a cozy spot, too." The dog gave a small yip, curling back up.

Vincent smiled, "It's warm now.." Scott looked at him, "Yeah.." The teen purred softly, quietly moving softly to lay down, "And I'm tired.. Wake me before I'll get in trouble.."

Scott chuckled, patting his head, "Alright.. Night, I guess.." The teen smiled, chuckling softly, starting to doze off already. Scott silently watched him for a second, looking at Roxy. How the fuck did a full grown German Shepherd fit under the blankets, and still have room for two people?

He sighed, shrugging softly. He moved slightly, grabbing his phone, glancing down at it. He quietly dialed up Vincents father, knowing he'd allow it. He raised the phone up, waiting for it to pick up.

"Hello?"

Scott smiled, "Uh, is this Vincents dad?"

"Yeah, what's up, Scott?"

Scott gave a small sigh, "Well.. Uh, Vincent kinda.. Gathered up all the blankets and fell asleep under them.." He heard a soft laugh.

"He does that, you should know!"

Scott nodded, "Yeah.. I do, but he's being a grumpy Lil' peabody and won't leave the blankets-"

"If you're asking if he can stay the night because of his childishness, then yeah. He can"

The brunette sighed, "How do you always know?"

"I raised him, and I know you. I know you're little sayings before asking the question."

Scott nodded, "Ah.. Well, I'll have to get off here because I have to walk Roxy, so I'll talk to you later."

"Alright, goodnight Scott."

He glanced at Vincent. He was still sound asleep. "Night Mr. Seth." He heard some noise before pulling away and hanging up, silent. He set his phone down, sighing. He couldn't move Vincent without waking him, and he didn't want him to end up waking up.

He watched Roxy squirm out from wherever she was, trying to her best to get out of her little hold before running off to somewhere in the house. Vincent made some noise, squirming into the spot she was, mumbling something about it being warm.

He chuckled, silently moving down next to him, quietly wrapping an arm around him. Vincent smiled softly on his sleep. It was either a spot that smelled like a dog, or what smelled like Scott. The second option would've been wise. Vincent woke slightly to move over to him, smiling.