Morro and Lloyd

Morro and Lloyd 3

Lloyd's p.o.v.

"Hey, Lloyd?" Morro said, breaking the quietness. I opened my eyes from the nap I had and looked over at Morro.

"What is it?" I asked, curious on why he spoke up first. Usually it was me or one of his ghost pals would randomly barge in and talk smack about my friends.

"Do you like anyone?" He asked, his face blank. I looked at him, a bit concerned. Why is he asking me these questions?

"Uuuhhhh... No?" I say in response, thinking back if I had a small crush on someone or not.

"Good..." He muttered, although I heard him perfectly clear.

"Wait what?!" My face turned red, and I'm sure I can defeat a tomato with my red face.

Morro's p.o.v.

I coughed and wheezed, not believing that Lloyd heard me.

"YOU DIDN'T HEAR ANYTHING, WEAKLING!" I screamed, my own face turning light green.

"THEN WHY DID YOU SAY "GOOD" THEN?!" He screamed back, his face cherry red.

"BECAUSE YOU'RE SO GODDAMN INNOCENT AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE THAT WOMAN IN THE CANDY STORE WAS HITTING ON YOU!" I shouted, mentally slapping myself for using the worst excuse ever.

"I-I'm innocent...?" He said, more quieter. I nearly killed myself until one of my minions waltzed in.

"Morro, I slowed down the Ninjas," Soul Archer said, smirking. I smirked as well, high-fiving Soul Archer for doing his job unlike the others. We both laughed, knowing that we have a better head start.

"What do you mean you "slowed down the Ninjas"?! What did you do to my friends?!" Lloyd growled, glaring at us. I chuckled, ruffling his hair.

"Let's just say, they missed their train~" Soul Archer giggled, pissing Lloyd off.

"Why you-" I stopped Lloyd, possessed him, and shut him up.

"Archer, leave. I need to teach this weakling a lesson," I said, grinning like the evil bastard I am. Hey, it's fun being a bastard. Take me as an example.

"Yes, Morro," Archer bowed, and floated off. After a few seconds, we both split apart, thanks to La-Loyd again.

"Morro, if you're doing something new, I'm NOT going to like it," Lloyd huffed, crossing his arms on his chest and looked away. I used my air to float towards him and got a bit close to his personal bubble.

"And what are you going to do about it?" I whispered roughly in his ear. He stiffened and I could've sworn I heard a whimper escaped his lips. I smirked, amused by this and examined his facial features. His hair was unnaturally soft and his eyes were much more deeper than an ocean. His lips were a soft pink, having a smooth texture.

Lloyd's p.o.v.

As Morro scanned me, I began to get uncomfortable. He started messing with my hair and grazed his fingers against my lips. It gave me an odd sensation that I never felt before, and it bugged me that I don't know what it is.

"U-Um.... Morro? Wh-What are you doing?" I asked quietly, not wanting to anger him. Morro seemed to snap out of a trance and backed up adruptly.

"NoThInG, hooman," he responded. I gave him a "wtf" face and decided not to question it, not wanting to know what else he has in store for me.