Sonadow: "I'm In Love with Faker" (Discontinued)

|Six|

Shadow

I remember sleeping on a wooden chair at a far corner where I could silently watch Faker.

Since I am suppose to take care of him, no matter how much I don't want to, I chose to sleep there. Just in case he woke up and I could assist him with anything that he needs.

Morning came, I could feel it through my closed eyelids as a reddish orange color filled my sight rather than pitch black. I let one eye be half open to take a peek if Faker. He was still asleep. I closed my eye again and sighed.

I wonder if he's okay.

It doesn't matter. I don't like him anyway. But I do feel worried if he doesn't wake up sooner. Whatever Dr. Eggman did, it might have damaged his brain.

My eyes opened slowly again. It took a few seconds before I was finally accustomed to the light that passes through the window. I couldn't sleep anymore. I let my eyes observe Sonic. He looked pretty peaceful and less irritating while he sleeps. He didn't had that brown neckerchief around his neck. It was placed on a drawer beside the bed. His breathing can be seen through the rise and falling of his chest and the cute small snores that would from time to time escape his lips.

I looked at his eyelids. They were hiding those beautiful and breathtaking emerald green eyes. The green that uniquely matches with his cobalt blue fur. I let my eyes fall onto his lips upon his peach muzzle. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I don't understand why, there's this very fuzzy feeling inside my chest that feels so uncomfortable. But it somehow feels right?

What am I even thinking?

I took my eyes away from him. Looking at anywhere in the room besides him while my arms crossed.

This is crazy.

Am I inlove with my rival?!

No way! I just pity him.

Besides he's a guy, and I'm a guy too. He probably doesn't like me that way. He hates me, obviously. We would always punch each others faces and kick each others butts everytime we would see each other. But then again, isn't it always me who attacks him?

This is just plain weird.

I heard a groan come from none other than Faker himself. He was finally awake. I felt my heart leap in joy, relief and excitement but of course I had to maintain my cool around him.

Sonic slowly lifted his eyes open and scanned the room. His body still laying on the bed. His eyes stopped to look at me. I could see he wanted to sit up so he tried to do so. The moment he struggled to sit up I quickly came to his side.

"Just lay down Faker." I said with no emotion.

"S-Shadow?" he asked and coughed. I rubbed his back, "What are you doing here? W-Where am I?" he said as he looked around the room in panic.

"Fox kit's house."I plainly replied, avoiding his first question. It's not like I could simply say, 'Oh I'm here cause I'm going to take care of you since all your friends are all too useless to do so.'

He didn't seem to mind that I didn't answered his other question. He nodded at me with half lifted eye lids and coughed. I rubbed and patted his back again.

"Do you need some water?" I asked.

"Yes please." he said as he stopped coughing. I simply nodded and went outside the room to get some water.

When I got back with a glass of water I find him no longer on the bed. I panicked but not in an obvious way. I didn't shout for his name even when my mouth itched to do so, I cannot let him or any of friends think that I am one bit concerned for him.

I heard someone made gagging noises at the bathroom. I already knew who it was but just to make sure I went to the bathroom. The door was not closed, there was a gap where you could slightly see what was inside. I gently pushed it open to see Sonic facing the toilet as he emptied his stomach. Leaning on the door frame with my arms crossed, I waited for him to finish. I might surprise him if I went to rubbed his back and assist him, then he might just throw up all over me and I do not want that, the throwing up all over me to be specific.

The moment he finished he weakly sat down and breath heavily. Recovering slowly from his throw up session. I went to the toilet to flush it. I saw it was mostly just fluids from his stomach, no sign of digested food can be seen.

Don't tell me he hasn't eaten since yesterday.

I helped him get up from his feet as he held on to the bathroom sink for support. I gave him the glass of water and he shakingly took it.

After he finished cleaning himself up, I helped him walk out the bathroom and sit on the couch. He sighed and groaned as his eyes closed.

"Are you hungry?"I asked him as I crossed my arms.

At first he didn't respond, he opened his eyes, probably thinking if he should eat. He then slowly nodded and closed his eyes again. I then walked into the kitchen and then I realized something, I don't know how to cook.

Sonic

I slowly ate the pancakes that Tails cooked.

Me and Tails sat at his table eating while Shadow was sitting back at the living room. He must probably feel embarrassed after telling me that he couldn't cook.

After he went into the kitchen, he came back to the living room and asked me where Tails could be. I swear I saw his cheeks were a pale pink when he asked. I told him that Tails was probably in his workshop and he immediately left.

Which brings us to the present again, I couldn't help but chuckle as I thought that who knew that Shadow, the Ultimate Lifeform, doesn't know how to cook.

(Well I'm not entirely sure if Shadow really doesn't know how to cook but I did my research and I never saw Shadow eat or cook before. 😅)

"What's so funny?" Tails looked at me curiously as he was almost finished with his pancakes.

"Nothing," I smiled at my little brother. "Just the thought that Shadow doesn't actually knows how to cook." I chuckled and heard a low growl from behind.

I turned by back to see Shadow standing with that famous scowl of his on his face and his arms crossed. And of course, not to forget his eyes always glaring at anyone or practically every living and nonliving thing he lays eyes on.

He barely smiles but he does smirks. Well, a smile and a smirk are a whole lot different thing, not just in spelling but also in meaning. His arms crossed are okay, anyone that is happy, sad or angry does that from time to time, but his eyes? I mean come on! Are his eyes stuck like that forever? Always glaring and looking angry. Does he also have that kind of look on his face even when he is happy?

I heard someone cough as if to clear their throat.

My thoughts were snapped back to reality. I realized I had been looking into space from thinking too much that I failed to realize that Shadow's face was already inches away from me.

"What are you thinking about Faker?" he asked me in a very threatening manner.

I felt uncomfortable by the way he was invading my personal space so I cautiously moved myself away from him.

"N-Nothing that would be of interest to you r-really." I said stuttering as he smirked. One of his brows raised in questioning at me while he stood back perfectly tall.

"Oh really?" he said, "Somehow it does perks up my interest. Care to share?" he added while I looked away and continued eating, trying to avoid his gaze.

I heard him humphed and began to walk away from me.

"That's what I thought." he said before finally leaving the kitchen.

The moment he was out of sight and hopefully, out of hearing range, I let out my breath I didn't realize I was holding back for too long.

"Well that was...unusual." Tails commented and I also realized that I almost forgot that he was there the whole time and he just witnessed the whole thing.

"Tell me about it." I replied.