Met gave a soft noise of protest, but his eyes floated shut slowly as he rested his head on one of her soft pillows. She had such a comfy life now that that menace was gone.
"Thank you, CC." He grabbed her hand gently, opening his eyes to gaze up at her happily. "Wake me up if it gets too late, okay? I don't wanna sleep too much." He rested his head back down and shuffled a little with a soft noise.
"No promises."
She says as she leans, gently kissing his lips once again. She just wanted to stay there, giving him all of her kisses. She missed not being in a hospital whenever she saw him.
She knew she shouldn't kiss him anymore though, he needed his sleep.
Met smiled slowly, relaxing into the bed with a slow sigh. “Thank you CC. I’m so tired…” He moved under the sheets, shifting around on the mattress and leaning himself slowly against her, blushing faintly. He really didn’t want her to move.
Not moving one bit, she stayed there as he relaxed. Adjusting herself so he could lay his head on her if he wanted, she stroked his hair as he laid down, leaning on her. She just wanted to keep on holding him, even though he was comically much bigger than her.
(Bump?)
(Hi I'm sorry! I haven't been on at all. I'm with a family member who doesn't have any way for me to use the internet, but thankfully her fiance has a laptop lmaooo)
Met yawned slowly and stretched his legs out slowly. He was rather enjoying the warmth of her small self wrapped around him. He allowed his neck to relax back into her soft tum and a bit of her chest, his eyes falling shut. They had been heavy for as long as he could remember.
(oh its fine! I just wondered if you forgot about it or something. But have fun!)
Stroking his soft dark hair while he fell asleep. She liked having someone to care for.
Phoebe Curling up between them using both of them for heat.
Softly singing to him while he slept, a mixture between her actual voice and humming.
(I’d never forget! I love this RP!)
Met’s hands twitched lightly as he fell asleep, finding the fuzzy surface of the cat relaxing between them. His eyes shut completely at her strokes and singing, pulling him away into a light sleep. He knew he’d drop off sooner or later.
(good XD)
Clara looked around the house after crying once again. She couldn't believe how amazing this boy was.
I'm so ready for him to be my son-in-law!
She thought to herself excitedly, not daring to look upstairs.
Singing 'cant help falling in love with you' while stroking his head, a little flustered at him laying his head on her chest, but she was fine with it. Phoebe purring as her soft white fur slowly raises, and lowers up and down as she breathes.
"but i cant help…..falling in love~ with you~"
Met snuggled closer and let himself drop off completely into sleep, relaxing into her much more. He was rather heavy but not by a lot. It was a lot less than one would probably expect in a guy as tall as him.
(Skip?)
(okay, do you wanna do it? (since hes the one waking up? Or…hes waking up for this skip right?)
(Oh sure! I can when I get home or some time on my aunt’s phone.)
(okie dokie! Take your time!)
Met stirred slowly, groaning faintly as his body twinged. His legs were hanging off of the bed and his neck was craned against his very warm, stiff pillow. It was very dark in the room as he sat up a little, only to realize he was curled up with a cat and a cute girl around him. He relaxed slowly back down against her, checking his watch. It was 3:45 in the morning.
Opening her eyes by movement around her, only to realize she had fallen asleep.
Giving her eyes a chance to focus, she looks down at Met who was looking at his watch.
"oh golly, its late"
She says in a droopy voice as she moves long strands of hair out of her face. Running her fingers through his soft hair waiting for him to notice that she was awake, just in case he didnt hear her.
Met gazed up at her with a soft noise, yawning wide again. He felt wonderfully rested and happy with her arms around him. He moved closer to her with a grin.
“It’s pretty early, ye. You look super tired, CC.”
"Well…..i guess it is. And hey! That's not a nice thing to say to a lady. At least say you seem tired. But never say " you look tired""
She says to him leaning closer to his face. She did just wake up from a nap that she fell in from boredom. But it was worth it to let Met sleep.
"But so what if I'm tired"
She says with a cute, yet drowsy smile, still close to his face. The dimness of the room didn't help either.
Met squished his tired face up and leaned his head into her soft tum and chest with a deep, shaky sigh. "It's not my fault, CC, I'm still groggy because I haven't slept so well in so long…" He yawned wide. He wanted to sleep more but yet his body wouldn't let him. They were both awake (apart from Phoebe). He glanced up at her again with a soft grunt.
"oh….im sorry i didnt mean- okay i was just trying to be funny"
She says laying bak down, her heart still racing, and she was sure he could hear it.
Met could hear it but he didn't mind too much as he just looked at her. Like he had realized before, she was very pretty. Suddenly his heart was racing as fast as hers as he just gazed at her, his cheeks flushed a little. He wanted to break the silence.
"That… that's okay," He said slowly after a few moments.
"It's fine, I just….i know you're tired"
She says adjusting herself so he could still lay on her, but she you'd look at him once again.
"Here, try to get more sleep okay?"
She says as she looks at him. Her eyes flutter from his adorable mess of hair, the his eye, down to his redder than normal cheeks then down to his soft lips.
Met moved a little too so his cheek was relaxed and his whole face was pointed up and gazing at her. He shrugged a little as he watched her evaluate his face.
"I dunno if I wanna," He said softly, smiling innocently. He looked like a giant squishy pile of sleepy mess, with his curly, frizzy hair floating in front of his eyes and fluffed up in the back of his head.
"You know…."
She manages to push out, not being able to finish the sentence, she just looks at the big adorable mess, running his fingers through his oh so messy hair. Phoebe slowly got up, stretching with a yawn and a meow, then jumping off of the bed and onto her open computer on the desk for warmth. It was a little chilly, and although the blinds were closed the window was open.
Met shrugged a little and moved off of her stomach, nudging her aside and setting his head down on a pillow, stretching his legs. He slowly wrapped his arms around her, careful to try and not make her feel too overwhelmed with his big self. It felt nice to be stretched out again, with his feet sort of dangling off of her bed. He was too tall to exist.
"I….nevermind"
She says adjusting to him wrapping his arms around her, their faces weren't even inches apart. His eyes definitely looked tired, and his messy hair really added to it perfectly. He reminded her of a bigger than normal puppy that tried to steal the cats bed, but he still slept in it even if he was to big. She wanted to just grab that cute face and kiss it all night long.