Floof (11)

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Something's softly touch my head. Running finger's through my hair. Stroking my cheek. I hear a soft, gruff chuckle. I keep my eyes closed. 

"I know you'll never hear this, but your so adorable when you sleep." A low, rough voice says. They resume gently touching my face and hair. 

After a second, I slowly open my eyes, grunting from the light. I see Kenny still laying in front of me. I shift slightly and feel a blanket over me. I look at the floof over me and see my blanket. 

"Why did you put the blanket over me?" I ask, sitting up. My voice is also lower and rougher than usual. The blanket falls off my torso, gathering on my lap. I notice my shirt from the corner of my eye. On the ground. Oh. Forgot about that. 

When I was in the hospital from the crash, they said that I had a possibility of a side effect because of my amputated arm. That side effect is uneasy sleep with shirts on. And it happens almost every night. 

"You looked cold without your shirt." He says softly, sitting up as well. I smile at him and relax. 

"I was quite fine, but I appreciate your concern," I say softly, running my fingers through my hair. He smiles at me and I feel my face heat up. 

"How'd you sleep?" He asks, moving a little closer to me. He must've seen me heating up. I back up a little and put my chin to my chest, still looking at him.

"I slept great," I say, smirking. "How did you sleep?" I add, leaning towards him more. We keep slowly leaning in until our faces or centimeters apart. If one of us were to lean in just a little more...

"Just fine," He says, almost a whisper. He moves his hand to cup my cheek and slowly, almost painfully, moves closer. Our lips brush and I feel my eyes close. I can feel his smirk again mine.

And then...

My alarm clock rings. Causing both of us to jump back. 

He jumps up and walks out of my room. I sigh and shake my head. I take a shower, take my pills, get dressed, and find my glasses. I also grab my phone, headphones, and my father's ring. 

{~~~~~~}

Me and Kenny go all day without talking. What were we thinking? My lips still feel numb from this morning. My mind is buzzing. I actually feel social. 

Shocker. 

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