stay foolish


Authors
Vermin2
Published
4 years, 1 day ago
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369

Peony really really REALLY wants to go to the flower show - but he's sick.

written by jumbosized on th / goopgap on da

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"..Peony stop- You can't go, you have a cold.." Viscare growled with a paw over his own face.

Peony sat beside him on the couch, he was tugging on his arm and looked to be begging. "Oh Viscare please, please, please!! The flower show only comes around every now and then, I wanna go see!" Peony pleaded.

Viscare had little patience with the beseeching asks, though as Peony continued to beg and cry- his heart softened. He gave a cold, then turned soft, gaze to him. "Fine, but don't blame me if you get even sicker." Viscare scoffed crossing his arms to his chest, meeting eyes with him. Peony instantly rejoiced, stretching his arms out around Viscare. "Really? Thank you so so so much, babe!" He giddily exclaimed, hugging him tightly around his torso. Viscare groaned and rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help but smile at Peony's happy expression.

"Meh," Viscare huffed, hesitantly putting his own arms around him. He chuckled and pat his back, the blue-ish cat looking up to him with a runny nose. Viscare gently lifted a paw and wiped along Peony's snout, "You sure you want to go?" He asked with more concern in his voice than before- wiping away the snot on his finger.

Peony nodded furiously, "Yes!" He wagged his green hose tail, it was flailing behind him excitedly. Viscare sighed, facing him and closening his face to his. "Well, fine then." He nuzzled close, smiling contently. Peony's face blushing as he recoiled, "W-wait, I'll get you sick!" He announced flustered, raising his paws to push away the flower-beast's head. Viscare laughed lightly, placing his paws to Peony's wrists and pulling them away from his face. "Then we'll match." Tugging him closer by his arms so they'd meet in a kiss.

Peony didn't resist the advance, letting himself be pulled into the embrace. He closed his eyes and slipped his hands from Viscare's grip, putting them to his petaled cheeks. They separated after a minute or two, Peony blinked open his lazed eyes. "...You're an ass." He muttered nervously with a reddened face.

Viscare steadily transferred his paws around Peony, "I know." He snickered while resuming to love on the sick feline.