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Skizz stands over his sink washing dishes.
He has a pair of earbuds in his ears playing music as he works.
“ - The wind is a-pounding on my back, and I found hope in a heart attack -”
Skizz’s music is cut off as someone takes the earbud from his right here, clicking the little button on it and pausing the music coming from his comn.
Arms wrap around his waist as a deep, rumbling voice speaks in his ear, “Hey, beautiful.”
“Doc.” Skizz says he continues what he was doing, listening to the purr coming from the creeper hybrid’s chest as he nuzzles his face into the back of his neck, pressing kisses to the top of his shoulder and crook of his neck, “How long have you been in my base?”
“A minute or so.” Doc says, “I brought some of your favorite chocolates.”
“Why?”
“Because I love you.” Doc says, squeezing his arms around Skizz at the word ‘love’.
“Is that it?” Skizz asks, putting the last plate on the drying rack by the counter and turning off the facet. he grabs his ear bud case from his pocket, putting the left one away and snagging the right from Doc's hands around his waist and putting the case and his come on the counter.
“And I could go for some Skizz snuggles.” Doc admits.
Skizz turns around in Doc’s arms, “Ah, there it is.” he says grinning.
Skizz cups Doc’s cheeks and pulls him in for a kiss.
Doc moves his hands to Skizz’s hips, kissing him back.
The angel pulls away from the kiss and asks his partner, “So what do you want to do or is it just snuggles?”
Doc hums, resting his forehead against Skizz’s, “let’s watch a movie.”
“I can get behind that.” Skizz says.
The angel takes Doc’s robotic hand and leads him to the living room.
Doc sits down on the couch and Skizz grabs the remote before flowing down on the couch next to Doc.
The avian flips through the tv’s streaming services then selects a movie.
“‘The greatest showman’?” Doc asks, chuckling.
“So?” Skizz says, “I know you like it.” the angel put the remote down on the little table by the couch before draping himself over Doc’s lap, white wings and all.
“Really?” Doc asks.
“You said you wanted Skizz snuggles.” Skizz says, smirking up at him.
“Why are you lying like this ?” Doc asks.
“Because I can.” Skizz says, “if you don’t like it, sucks to suck.”
“You would like that if I did, wouldn't you?” Doc asks, smiling smugly.
Skizz’s face turns red, mouth open in surprise.
Doc smiles, leaning down and pressing a kiss to Skizz’s lips, causing him to shut them.
“Love you.” Doc says.
Skizz blinks, “l-love you too.” Skizz says.
The angel turns his head so he can watch the movie that has already started.
Doc’s robotic hand slowly brushes through Skizz’s wings as they watch the movie.
Skizz relaxes as he does this.
Eventually the movie is over and Doc has a sleeping angel in his lap.
Skizz snores quietly as Doc grabs the remote, turning off the tv.
Doc smiles.
He carefully pulls Skizz into his arms then stands up.
The creeper hybrid carries Skizz to his bedroom.
He lays the sleeping hermit down in the bed before crawling in next to him, pulling him into his arms, a deep pur coming from his chest as he pulls a blanket over them.
Skizz snuggles closer to Doc’s bare, furred chest, a content smile on his lips in his sleep.
Doc smiles fondly.
He’s lucky.
He’s lucky he has Skizz as a partner.
The creeper hybrid closes his eyes, putting his face in Skizz’s dark brown hair, breathing in the comforting scent of the angel before drifting off himself.