₊˚ ✧ ━⊱MORKOVKA⊰━ ✧ ₊˚ | USAVICH ༺ˊ
- CHAPTER 1 𓏲𝄢 "TIME FOR FOOD!"
word count : 1.4k?
- ( i posted this around 2024-early 2025? its cringe i know.. if this does well ill keep writing )
You awoke to the sounds of bed creaks and every so often, page flips. You groggily rubbed your eyes, your bunny ears twitching. You felt a hand lightly poking your cheeks as you grumbled, swatting the hand away.
The hand continued to poke your cheek, you desperately hide under your very thin blankets but to no avail.
Finally, you sat up, your eyebrows furrowed with an angry mark forming. You turned to meet no other than Pūchin. Your rabbit cellmate, Pūchin, immediately freezes up at your expression. His face instantly becoming a purpleish-blue from fear..
You let out a sigh, turning away before sheepishly rubbing the back of your neck as Pūchin's face color went back to normal.
Your ears twitched yet again as you took in his appearance. He was wearing his usual prison outfit, a green and white jumpsuit with the numbers "541" boldly etched onto it. His bunny ears were tied up as usual.
His pale apricot hair was well kept as usual. To be honest, you were quite jealous of his hair being so majestic looking. Not only that, but his hair was soft to the touch.
You've always wanted to ask him if his bunny ears hurt being tied up like that but never ended up asking him. The atmosphere was heavy, the cold green walls really gets under your skin.
Not to mention, the large mushrooms growing near Pūchin's bed are getting bigger.
You shiver every time you see it.. It's filthy to look at.
Pūchin gives you a smile, having successfully waking you up.. he goes back to his usual dancing on his own bed. You watched with half lidded eyes at the kozachok performance by Pūchin. The bed creaks under his weight which somewhat got on your nerves.
You then slowly turned to find your other cellmate doing his usual reading. With a yawn, you slowly got off your stiff bed. Now you were standing before Kirenenko's bed.
He doesn't take his eyes off of his magazine but pats the area near him on the bed.
With contained excitement, you steadily crawled onto Kirenenko's flat bed. You were careful, not wanting to mess up his reading as he gets... very mad about interruption and anything stopping him from his magazines.
Not only the disturbance of magazine readings, but whatever gets in the way of his obsession with sneakers.
As you laid next to him, your head against his warm chest.. you couldn't help but let your eyes wander.
He had slightly redish-pink rabbit ears, a clothespin on his left ear. Back then, he was more red but now.. pink? Perhaps it was because of his surgery before all of this.
But of course, he's wearing a similar jumpsuit like Pūchin, being red and white with the number being "04". Moving onto his hair.. his hair was the total opposite of Pūchin.
Kirenenko has vibrant, bright red hair with a pale pink tint near his left ear.
He has medium-length, layered hair that falls to the base of his neck. Kirenenko also has two sidetails that extend slightly past his collarbone.
His bangs were messy and unkempt, with unevenly cut strands that made his hairstyle one of his most noticeable features. Moving past his hair, your attention shifts to his surgical scar. It was a stitched-up incision. The line is faint but still visible.
Your eyes trailed more down, setting your gaze on his well defined scarred muscles. Pūchin was the total opposite but it's not like you or anyone cared.
You snapped out of your thoughts as Kirenenko placed a rough hand on your head. He must have noticed you staring… You jerked, suppressing a yelp, before slowly resting your head back against his chest. Kirenenko gently began rubbing your head..
You instinctively leaned into his touch, wanting more. Your ears perked up, your own soft fur brushing against Kirenenko's coarse ears.
Kirenenko continued to browse his magazine, unaware of your sensitive reactions. Your eyes slowly closed from the sensation of getting head pats and rubs..
Kirenenko, who finally stops looking at his magazine, realized the effect it had on you. There was a certain change behind those lifeless dull eyes as now he started to intimately rub the base of your bunny ears, giving it better treatment than before.
You blushed, slowly drifting off to sleep despite just awakening from your slumber quite recently.. the same sounds you heard when waking up, bed creaks and the occasional page flip was the same sounds you could hear..
Honk shoo!
With moments like these, you sometimes forget about your execution day arriving soon.
♡ ∩_∩
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The metallic door finally moved. The eyehole slammed to the side as eyes could now be seen through the peephole. Pūchin, realizing it was lunch time, came right at the door.
His ears bobbed to the side as he continuously swayed his hips. He kept the dancing motion up as he picked up three plates given by the door. Pūchin smiled at you both before placing a plate onto Kirenenko's bed.
As you looked at the plate, you couldn't help but gulp nervously, it was a whole blue fish. Their mouth still wide open as you turned to look away, your eyes landing on Pūchin.
You deadpanned as you watched Pūchin get repeatedly slapped by the fish's tail. You scratched the side of your head nervously before noticing that Kirenenko's ear lowered when he smelled the fish. You bit your lips, becoming skittish at the sight of the dead fish staring at you.
As you begin to feel nauseous, Kirenenko swept up the plates before taking it to the guard behind the metallic door.
Kirenenko, without a care in the world effortlessly threw the two fish into the toilet before pointing at the empty plates. He seemed pretty docile which you let out a sigh of relief.
You quickly stole a glance at Pūchin to find him still getting slapped by the fish. You rolled your eyes as you turned back to the door.
The guard started to sweat before bringing a plate of the same fish, only the head intact with the rest of the body being bones. You promptly hurled in your mouth, your face becoming a sickly purple. Kirenenko watches blankly at the sight of you in pain, and the guard laughing at our misery.
Kirenenko swiftly threw out a punch into the middle of the polished door, slamming the fish into the mouth of the guard.
Now it was THEIR time to hurl in disgust. They made an ugly cry, the whole door moving cartoonishly with their anguish. Angry marks appeared through the door as the little arm holes for the door had robotic arms come out of it.
Knowing what's about to happen, you sat right against the wall on Kirenenko's bed. You gulped nervously as the shiny door smacked Kirenenko across the face with the baton.
There was a pause before Kirenenko slowly turned his face to the guard. They soon realized their mistake as Kirenenko's eyes twitched in anger. With sudden power, Kirenenko roughly grabbed the robotic arms of the door.. Pressing his face against the peephole, he began to aggressively ram the arms back and forth into the guard as they screamed in pain.
This lasted quite a while as you pressed Kirenenko's pillow into your ears, trying to drown the sound of the guard's screaming out.
After a painful few minutes, you found yourself sitting across from Kirenenko, sharing a piece of deliciously prepared carrot. The carrot was quite big with various of sauces poured over it.
As you turned to look behind Kirenenko, you jolted when you realized that the guard was crying. They held a wine bottle out for Kirenenko. With a sigh, you placed a hand on your cheek.. idly drawing hearts and shapes on the table..
You didn't bother checking up on Pūchin because you assumed that he was still getting bullied by the fish.
Your thoughts got cut short yet again as Kirenenko lovingly placed a piece of karotte on your lips. Your ears dropped as you sighed. You couldn't help the smile on your face as you opened your mouth to let Kirenenko feed you..
꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡ ♡˖꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱
again, this is a old fanfic that im just reposting.. yes i know its cringe but im just reposting it to maybe get motivation
about seraphim.. idk if im gonna update it if im honest ..
pray for me to update lol
( sonar was supposed to be the main focus next chapter.. )
