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@flowerchildmicah
“I don’t think Blake would like it if one of your ex’s spent Christmas with you and them. That’s sweet of you to offer though.”
“I... I didn’t really think about it that way. Are you sure you don’t want me to at least ask?” he asked softly.
“What? You don’t like sleeping threw the winter” she said with a smile. “At least you have someone to spend Christmas with. I haven’t seen Reese or Kat. So I might be spending Christmas a lone.”
“Are you kidding? I love sleeping through winter. The school, though, they aren’t so chill with it. Something about ‘missing classes’ and ‘not doing assignments,’” he said with a sigh. “Hey, if you are here with us, I am sure Blake would be totally chill with you coming to hang with us. No one should be alone for Christmas.”
Micah rubbed his eyes a little as he wandered over to Blake’s room. He had given up his contacts for the season, sticking to the glasses he had due to his natural skunk eyesight, which by human standards was rather poor. Plus, he had let his beard grow out so he could keep his face warm. He knocked on the door before sipping from his thermos of tea. “Blake? It’s Micah. I gotta talk to you about Christmas,” he said through the door.
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“People are inclined to mock what they cannot understand,” Wyatt offered when the boy began to explain himself. Though he would not consider himself particularly close to Micah, he couldn’t deny that he’d found himself vaguely endeared to the boy over the several months he’d known him. The two were vastly different, that much was obvious, but that hardly seemed to be of any bother to him. He’d even woven him a flower crown out of carnivorous plants. As a result, the ragdoll found himself bothered by the thought of others making fun of the boy and his out of the ordinary vernacular. “I wouldn’t take it to heart. Criticisms like that, harsh and unconstructive, more often than not they’re bred out of ignorance and jealousy, not truth. So really, who’s the stupid square?” Wyatt shrugged lightly, trailing off as the brunet started to answer his next question.
Brows lifted in mild amusement at Micah’s reason for being out; he was right, it did sound a bit absurd, but he supposed he couldn’t really judge. He’d never been in even remotely comparable circumstances. “Your… fur?” he repeated. He knew Micah was from the forest, but he’d never actually pressed the boy for more details. “Even without a coat, I can’t imagine you’d freeze. It certainly wouldn’t be enjoyable, though, that much is guaranteed.”
“I guess you have a good point there. I was just raised with the thought that, if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all. In fact, that is what my friend’s dad would tell her and her sisters a lot growing up,” Micah replied, shrugging a little. He smiled as Wyatt used his turn of phrase. “Thanks, my man. That makes a lot of sense.”
He nodded, laughing a little at the question. “Yeah, I’m a skunk. Born and raised,” he said, taking a little bow. “See... I like to play in the snow since I normally don’t get to enjoy it with hibernation. So if I forget my coat or gloves or anything, I could get too cold.”
“I don’t know yet. I might go back home or I might just stay here. Do you know what you are doing for Christmas?”
“I don’t know either. I mean, I know I am staying here because if I go home, I will start hibernating. I just don’t know if Blake and I are doing stuff or what. But you know what?”
Micah shook his head quickly. “Oh no! You won’t die! Why would anyone want to serve something that could kill people?” he asked, terrified of the thought. “It’s just some fresh made cherry juice with a vanilla soda mix thing I made so it fizzes. So things will stay good. What has been so wonderful in your life lately?” he asked.
“Have you met some of the people here? I mean they’re all lovely people but there are some who enjoy that sort of thing. I mean… go them. They have hobbies right?” Willa giggled with a bright smile. “Oh good! I’m sure it tastes delicious. I’ve never heard of such a combo before.” The girl shrugged, “I have an amazing boyfriend who I love. My roommate is hilarious and, though scary, helps me have a lot of fun. Life is so great!”
"Hobbies... should not include killing. Hobbies should be like... stickers and gardening," Micah said, confused. "Who's your boyfriend? And I know your roommate. They are my lover. Why do you think they are scary?" he asked.
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Micah blushed a little with the double entendre, but started rubbing Blake’s muscles harder. “You are welcome, love,” he said, kissing their cheek.
Blake maneuvered their body to lean back and kiss his cheek too. They let out a sigh, “This is so nice,” their eyes fluttered closed.
"I am glad you like it. You can fall asleep," he said, continuing his massage.
“It’s good to be back” she said returning the hug. “I’m happy to see everyone again.”
"What are your Christmas plans?" he asked as he pulled back.
Willa giggled as she sniffed the liquid again. “What’s in it? Will I die if I drink it? Because I’ve been having a wonderful few weeks and it’d be a real bummer to die right before the holidays.”
Micah shook his head quickly. “Oh no! You won’t die! Why would anyone want to serve something that could kill people?” he asked, terrified of the thought. “It’s just some fresh made cherry juice with a vanilla soda mix thing I made so it fizzes. So things will stay good. What has been so wonderful in your life lately?” he asked.
“Nope. I’m just being honest.”
“Thanks, Vi. It’s so nice to have you back here,” he said, giving her a hug.
“Yeah but its part of your charm.”
“Oh, you. You are too sweet.”
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“Honestly, my muscles are exactly what I want you to be rough with right now,” This massage was biblical, Blake got goosebumps because of it, “Thanks baby,”
Micah blushed a little with the double entendre, but started rubbing Blake’s muscles harder. “You are welcome, love,” he said, kissing their cheek.
Text to Blake: There was some stuff set up for I think a calendar shoot in this room. If I promised to buy one, they let me use their stuff to make this special for you.
“I had to leave you with someone while I was gone otherwise who knows what kind of trouble you would get into. Plus no one is better then me at teasing.”
Micah laughed. “I guess that is true. I am kind of a trouble magnet,” he admitted.
*reads the Lachlan and Camille convo* Me: Either I am really tired, or I was there for what she’s trying to explain and that explanation still made exactly zero sense.
Let me clear this up for you. That explanation made zero sense.
Oh thank goodness. I am really tired, so I was actually kind of worried it was the first one.
Anonymously tell me how you feel about me. I can't reply, I just have to read it and post it.
*reads the Lachlan and Camille convo* Me: Either I am really tired, or I was there for what she's trying to explain and that explanation still made exactly zero sense.
