30 day OTP challenge: Alarmy edition

Day 5

Kissing

Tbh my mind first thought of making this steamy but then I realized

I can make this fluffy still.

*Takes a shot* Let's do this.

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Aloha rolled over in bed, bored out of his mind. Army was out on his job, performing his heart out for the musical he was in. Aloha had gotten tickets for Army's last show (Well, of this particular musical. Army would never give up theater for good), mainly because that was the show that Army always liked the most; He always considered his ending performances to be his best ones. Aloha didn't really see a difference.

The hibiscus sighed. He really just wanted Army to come back soon. He'd been gone for almost 3 hours, so Aloha was impatient. He really just wanted to cuddle with the octoling, as it always made him feel better. Especially since he, despite having gotten the surgery for his chest about 8 weeks ago,( meaning his chest was basically like it was never there, minus the scars underneath it) had constantly gotten misgendered today, seeing as he chose to come out and now he was getting attacked for it. For who he was.

His chest dysphoria was gone, but...he still felt that plasticky sensation in his chest, like...it felt like they were right, in a way. That he was just faking this.

Aloha sighed, holding the cat plushie he loved so dearly, and stroking the soft, ginger fur. He just wanted the plastic feeling to go away.

It was around 11pm, the only sounds in the house being Mask talking to his friend via voice chat, the two probably playing a video game together. Skull had gone to sleep a while ago, or he was still up and reading. Aloha just wanted Army to get back. He felt himself drifting off to sleep when-

"Aloha? Are you still awake?" Army asked, slowly opening the door and entering the room. "Sorry I took so long. I wanted to get you something."

Aloha rolled over, facing his lover. "Yeah, I'm up. How was the show?"

"It was good. Rider almost forgot his lines, so that was fun." Army laughed, sitting down next to Aloha, a bag in his hands. "Here. Got enough tonight to get you these."

Aloha opened the bag, pulling out a lavender-scented cream of some kind. "What's this?"

"You put some on your wrists and rub them together. The smell is rather comforting." Army explained. "That's not all. Keep looking."

The inkling reached in again and pulled out a couple of t-shirts. Each one had some sort of witty trans pun. "You truly are a disaster bi, aren't you?"

"Look, I may not subscribe to the finger guns part of it, but the bad puns? My hands are tied."

Aloha chuckled, setting the stuff back in the bag and placing it on the floor, before leaning in and kissing Army, the latter quickly returning it.

It was meant to be short. A short kiss before getting ready for bed. But it lasted longer. Their lips moved together in sync, and for once, Army took control, pushing Aloha down onto the bed gently. When the two finally pulled away, they were panting heavily, staring at each other's lips.

Army turned bright orange. "Oh my god, I'm sorry, I...I don't know what came over m-"

"I enjoyed it. As much as I'm the top here," Aloha smirked, leaning to whisper in his lover's ear. "I like it when you take control."

The octoling's face grew to rival the color of his ink. "Nope. We are NOT fucking right now. I have a show tomorrow and I'd rather have my legs have feeling in them. Plus, I want to wait until marriage. Or at least until you get the bottom surgery."

"Fair enough." Aloha pulled Army down next to him, embracing him tightly and feeling the terrible sensation in his chest ease up. "Good night, Army. I love you."

Army smiled, pressing a kiss to the tip of his lover's nose. "Sweet dreams, my love."