(Goth)

Mom and I were chatting in the living room when the doorbell rang. I got to my feet with a happy smile as Geno stood to get a whining baby. They had decided on the name: Raven. I was very happy with it, though Dad still wore a tiny pout because his preferred name lost.

Beaming as I opened the door to Fell, I smiled at seeing him. He was wearing a light grey long sleeve shirt and red jeans, unlike his normal dark baggy hoodie and sweatpants.

He gave me his happy face, "Figured I'd dress a bit more presentably. Also it's laundry day so all my sweats are in the wash..." he said as he entered.

I smiled, "It's okay. You look great!" I grabbed his arm and dragged him to the living room, "Come meet mom and baby Raven!" he said happily.

Fell rolled his eyes but came in. He was polite as he met mom and looked down at Raven. It made me very happy to see him in a place that wasn't school or the mall. Mom looked happy as Fell said hello to Raven. It was just a nice scene that I didn't get to see Fell in often. He looked almost normal.

When all the introductions were over, Geno lead the way into the kitchen. Fell and I followed as we talked about the cookies we were gonna make today.

"I know you like gingerbread," I told him as mom set Raven down, "And mama has his favorite recipe. So you and I are gonna make all the toppings and icing while mama makes the cookie dough. Then we can get to the cutting, baking, and decorating!" I said with a little clap.

Fell nodded, "Alright, what first?"

Mom threw aprons at us, "This first," he said, grinning as Fell's apron hit his face and fell into his hands. He chuckled and put it on as I also donned mine.

Once we were all dressed for baking, the cookie baking commenced. Fell was a very good helper. He worked on making the icing while I tempered some chocolate since Dad liked chocolate dipped gingerbread. When he was done he helped mom knead the mounds of dough. I was happy to see that Fell had a small smile. It wasn't normal for him to smile and seeing him smile while mom gently directed him just warmed my heart.

Once they were done, the dough had to chill and rest for a bit so mom made us cocoa while Fell and I sat down to chat.

Unlike me and mom, Fell somehow had no flour or powdered sugar on his apron. He had very little mess and I was curious on how. He just shrugged and mumbled a nonsense answer that he wouldn't clarify no matter how much I asked him. He probably didn't want to admit of doing something I would call normal in case I told Rurik.

"So are you looking forward to next semester, Fell?" Mom asked, sitting down with our cocoas.

Fell shrugged, "I... I don't know. I'm not sure what my major is and next semester would be last one I get as 'undecided'. Not really a studious person."

Geno nodded, "I understand. I started college and didn't know what to do either. I dropped out for a few years and didn't go back to school until Goth was six."

Fell relaxed a little and I knew why. He was really worried about being judged by adults. He told me so. He's been judged his whole life and it makes him wary.

Geno tapped my hand proudly, "My baby is going into early education. He's wanted to be a teacher for quite a few years."

I blushed a bit as Fell looked over at me, "You're studying education?" He blinked, "How have I not known that?"

"I told you when we entered our first class, Fell," I told him, smiling, "It's not something that ever came up between us."

"Huh..." He leaned back in thought for a moment. Then his phone buzzed. He checked it, sighing slightly as he responded. He shook his head and sipped his cocoa, smiling slightly again, "This is really good, Mr. Death."

"Call me Geno, Fell," mom said gently. I was holding back a big smile. We were bonding! I loved bonding.

Fell nodded, "Okay, Geno. You make good cocoa..." he said.

His phone buzzed again and he just sighed, closing his eyes the way mom did when he was angry. He checked it after a count of three. He just sighed again, giving a quick response and tucking it in his pocket.

Mom was eyeing him, curious. Him and dad used to fight when they were dating and he knew what fighting looked like. He stood, "Do you two want anything else?" He asked, looking around.

I shook my head and looked at Fell. He was distracted and staring at nothing. Mom cleared his throat and he looked up, "Oh, no thank you..."

Mom nodded. He stood and collected what dishes he could before going over to the sink. I looked at Fell, "...Are you having trouble with Rurik?" I asked him softly. Fell shook his head, "Don't worry about it, Goth. It's nothing big..."

I didn't believe him, of course. But I didn't bring it up. After Fell's story yesterday, I knew now that little fights were just part of how they functioned. It was strange, but after learning what happened when they were apart, I knew Fell needed Rurik, even if he denied it. 

Mom came back, now having Raven in his arms, "So, you two, any party plans?" he asked, smiling up at them. He wanted to distract Fell from the fight, I could tell.

Fell shrugged, "Sometimes we go to parties. I don't know if Rurik will be up for it... Last year, we both kinda got wasted on eggnog and... well..." he flushed faintly and Mom chuckled, sighing as he rubbed Raven's back.

"I have a story or two like that..." he said, which made Fell's eyes - and mine for that matter - widen a little. 

We were all silent for a bit before Fell snorted, leading us all to start laughing softly. Why? I wasn't entirely sure. But Fell relaxed and we were all happy for a quiet moment.

It was nice to have a friend like Fell. 

-----

As the day concluded, Mom made up a large box of cookies we had decorated for Fell. He tried to say he didn't want them but my mom tended to not take 'no' as an answer, even from Dad. So Fell, standing in the hall, mumbled a soft thanks as he held the cookie box Mom had shoved into his arms.

I hugged Mom goodbye and Mom even gave Fell a quick little hug before we stepped out. Fell had driven himself and I had walked, so Fell offered me a ride down the street to Palette's. I smiled and nodded, getting into the car and holding my own box of cookies for me and Palette. 

He began driving and I was quiet for about three houses, "You know, me and Palette are going to a Christmas party at his workplace. Is there anything I should know?"

"Don't drink the eggnog, and stay away from rumballs."

"Dad loves rumballs..." I said, humming thoughtfully, "Mom doesn't put a lot of rum in them. It makes them too sticky."

"Most people prefer the booze over the stickiness of the cookie."

"Oh..."

Fell glanced at me. He nudged me, "But you should enjoy yourself, too. Have some fun. It's a party..."

I sighed, "I wish you could come with. I think it's just workers and significant others allowed..."

"Nah, you don't want me there," Fell insisted, "It's your first party with Palette. Enjoy yourself."

I nodded, shifting a bit. A soft huff escaped me and Fell noticed, "Something else on your mind?"

"...What happened at your last Christmas party? You got all red..."

To my surprise, Fell blushed again. He cleared his throat, "It's really nothing-"

"Fell, come on," I said, turning to look at him, "I wanna know. I don't want anything bad, if it was bad, to happen to me and Palette..."

"I don't think-"

"You don't know what Palette is like when he's drunk," I said, my voice getting a little soft, "I don't want anything to happen to us, especially if you're worried that the eggnog or whatever at his work party is gonna be 'spiked'... please. I wanna know..."

Fell glanced at me. He sighed heavily and said nothing as he pulled up to Palette's house. For a moment, I just thought he wouldn't say anything. So I just started to open the door.

"I'll tell you if you wanna go out to the mall..." Fell said softly, "We can just make it a thing to go out and share stories... I don't wanna tell you around Palette, and Rurik is always grumpy during the holidays."

I nodded quietly and slowly smiled, leaning over to hug him, "Thanks, Fell."

"...you're welcome, doll. Now get, before I change my mind."

With my door already open, it didn't take me long to get me and my box out of his car. I waved goodbye as he drove off and then skipped to the door, humming happily. As I stepped into the house, it took two seconds for Palette to appear around the corner, "Cookies?"

I giggled and nodded, "But only after dinner, silly boy," I told him as I went and kissed his cheek. Then I went to the kitchen and set the box down, humming to myself. Arms slipped around my waist and I sighed, "Palette, after dinner..."

He purred, "I want one now, cause I want something else for dessert~" he said, nuzzling my neck. I went red as a berry and glanced back at him.

But I stood my ground, "it'll ruin your appetite, and I have that stew in the crockpot..." I told him.

Now came the whine, "But Gothyyyyyy..."

"No," I turned in his arms, "You can have as many as you want, after supper..."

He kept pouting down at me. He rubbed my waist, "What if I did something really special for you~? Right now..."

"I still wouldn't give you a cookie," I told him.

"You're a cruel mistress," Palette pouted, but grinned slightly. 

I just giggled, "I want you to eat dinner. I worked hard on it this morning and cooked it slow so it falls apart. It'll be really good, trust me."

He kept pout-grinning at me. He hummed, "Nothing's as good as you..."

"If that's true, how come you want a cookie so bad?"

He just stayed quiet after that.

(Fell)

It was about two days later when I went to pick up Goth for our mall date. My fight with Rurik hadn't ended. He's been apart from me for over two days. He stays on the couch, and sometimes we needed space. I hate when our fights get like this. It makes me scared that I'll wake up to an empty apartment.

Goth seemed very perky when he skipped out of his house. It just kind of made my soul ache, as I'd spent the night crying silently because Rurik hadn't spoken to me all day. 

He got into the car and smiled. But it almost instantly died on his face, "Fell? Are you alright?"

I just nodded, "I'm fine... You set to go?"

"Yeah," he nodded, buckling up, "Yeah I'm ready to go..."

I drove off and the drive was spent in silence. Goth seemed too nervous to talk to me. Was I really acting that much differently?

I hadn't checked the mirror. I didn't know my eyes were red around the rim. Not until I looked into the rearview mirror. My face, my eyes, I looked like I'd been sobbing for a long time. My expression was darker than normal. No wonder he was so worried...

It was a quick drive without conversation. We parked and I sighed softly, leaning back. Goth glanced at me, "...do you...um... need a drink?" he asked softly, fidgeting.

I glanced at him, and nodded a little. "A drink would be nice..."

Five minutes later we were sitting in a booth in the back of a restaurant. I had a drink in front of me and Goth was looking at a menu. He let me take my time.

In fact, I didn't talk until after we ordered. He was stirring his lemonade and I finished my first drink. I leaned back and looked up at him, "...Rurik hasn't talked to me in over a day..." I said softly, sniffing, "He got angry at me because he thinks I sent my brother after him..."

Goth turned those doe eyes on me, "I'm so sorry, Fell..."

I sniffed again, "...I lost it on him... he wouldn't believe me when I said I don't know why Crow is upset with him... Crow won't tell me what his beef is, either, so I don't know how to stop it... that night I went home from cookie baking we had a really bad fight... He spent the night on the couch and he's been avoiding me all of yesterday and this morning... he went to work without saying anything and... and I'm worried he won't come home..."

Goth scooted closer and gave me a hug, "It's okay. I'm sure he'll come home. I know he loves you, and you love him. And if you need somewhere to stay you can stay at our place. Pally won't mind."

I nodded and leaned on him, just taking a moment. There has never been someone like Goth in my life. And for once, I was really glad I had such a touchy feely person to lean on. He just let me take my time without a word, holding me.

Sitting back, I took a sip of water. Goth looked bashfully at me, "You don't have to tell me the story if you're not feeling up to it..."

A heavy sigh left me, "I think I should, more to remind myself that we do love each other, as hard as it feels sometimes... Both of us come from hard families... and Crow has never liked him, so I don't know how to feel right now... But we've always been... a pair, together, for each other, ever since we moved out..."

He nodded mutely and sipped his lemonade, waiting. It took me a good long moment to start talking.

"We had just moved into our new apartment after leaving the old one. Our above neighbors were hosting a Christmas party. All they said was that it would be a good time..."

--A few years ago--

Stepping out of the shower I pouted at Rurik, "You hate Christmas. Why did you say we'd go?"

He shrugged, pulling on the only semi-festive thing he owned. A red sweater that said 'I've been -nice- NAUGHTY' on it. "It's a party, they're our age, could be fun."

A groan left me and he sent me a look, "You're the one that said we should get to know our above and below neighbors. This was just the first chance I could think of."

Neither of us were very social. Or polite. So getting to know the neighbors was our basic attempt at being not jackasses. Our old apartment, we had been surrounded by jackasses so we just responded in kind. But he was right, it was my idea to even try to be social. But a party?

I went over to him, his hands gravitating to my ass since I was still naked from the shower. I rubbed his chest, "If I'm unhappy, can we leave?" I purred up at him, giving him doe eyes, "Have some alone time to make me feel better~?"

He purred lowly, rubbing my ass a little, "Sure, babe," he said, giving me a little smirk, "And what if you enjoy yourself?"

"Then I'll reward you in the morning~" I responded, "Now can I get dressed? I don't want to be late."

He hummed, slapped my ass, and then left me alone. I had about as much festive wear as he did, so I put on the sweater I had. It was black on black snowflakes, so you almost had to squint to tell it was festive at all. I didn't notice what it was until I stood under a light. My brother got it for me one year.

I went to join Rurik in the living room. He was counting his money in the wallet. He had trust issues. But I rolled my eyes, "Why are you bringing your wallet? They're upstairs dumbass."

He blinked, then set his wallet down. He grabbed our apartment keys, stuffing them in his pocket, along with his phone. Wrapping his arm around me, he hummed, "Ready to go socialize?"

A heavy sigh left me but I nodded, "Might as well. I just hope there's food."

----

There was food, thank god. I stuck to Rurik's side and he made his way through the crowd to our neighbors who talked to us. The man smiled. He looked a little older than Rurik was. He reached forward, "You came! Thanks for joining us. Help yourselves to anything on the tables. Just talk to whoever. If you wanna be introduced to anyone, let me know."

Rurik nodded, grunting out a 'thanks for the invite' before going to check out the table. I got a little plate, grabbing some various cookies. He had gingerbread and I took one, munching on it as Rurik went to the drinks. He sorted through some stupid flavored beers before just getting us two cups of eggnog. He gave me one and one sip told me it was spiked with a capital SPIKED. 

But at this point I figured it would be fine. So I took more cookies, including several smushy rumballs, and wandered to the couch. I sat down, watching Rurik go talk to someone nearby.

A girl dressed like some sort of Christmas fairy sat next to me. She said hi and I muttered a hi back before focusing on my cookies. Afterwards, I paid her no attention until her hand went somewhere it shouldn't be. A growl bubbled out of me but not before Rurik suddenly appeared.

He loomed over us and his eyes were dark, "Gettin' touchy with my boyfriend are you?"

She let out a weird frightened human noise and skittered off. Rurik plopped next to me, looking grumpy now. I reached over to flick his nose, "No pouting, we're at a party."

He rolled his eyes and looked at my cup. He saw it was empty and sat up, "Want more?"

Giving him my cup I nodded, "Yeah, thanks."

"Kiss first."

I sighed but leaned forward, kissing him hotly for a second. He purred happily, kissing back before he pulled away, "Good answer," he told me with a stupid little smirk. Then he got up to get us more eggnog. 

"Get me more cookies!"

He turned and gave me a look but I watched him get a little plate of cookies for me. He returned and I sat in his lap, "I knew you loved me," I told him as I sipped the eggnog and gave him fluttery eyes. He let out a little rumble and leaned forward, but I put a hand on his face to keep him at bay, "Nuh-uh, later, babe."

He huffed of course. But I just focused on my cookies.

"These rumballs are strong," I told him, holding one up for him to eat. He took it and blinked, "Wow, that is pretty strong... it's like, barely a cookie."

I nodded. It was cocoa-booze mush covered in powdered sugar. But since I barely felt like being social, it was good.

We sat together for a cup and a half more of eggnog. Then I stood, wandering around to talk to some people I've seen around. Apparently the neighbors below us were big grumps, so they hadn't been invited. Our above neighbor started talking with me about how he was glad me and Rurik showed up. The previous tenants had been pretty snobby, and refused any party he invited them to because it wasn't 'sophisticated'. 

I chuckled, "Sounds pretty miserable. At least my old neighbors didn't deny the facts they were assholes."

He nodded, "Jerks are never fun but at least the ones who admit it don't pretend to be polite."

We kept talking. I had another cup of eggnog and I asked who made it. Our above neighbor told me he made it. I just nodded and kept drinking, mumbling that it was good. He made it super strong and I don't know if it was on purpose.

More time passed than I expected. I have a pretty high tolerance, but I was stumbling. Using a wall, I found Rurik. 

My face and body was flushed and I was rather giggly. It must have bourbon in it, because bourbon made me giggly. It was probably a blend but bourbon had to be in there. My body felt even warmer when I leaned on Rurik. He hummed, "Someone's getting wasted..."

My eyes rolled, "Nooooo 'mmm not..."

"I thought we agreed you can't get wasted without permission, Cupcake."

"Youuuu shaid I coulllld have fuuuuun..."

He hummed, "Fine. Are you having fun, then?"

"I wassssshhh... but not anymoreeee... take me homeeee..."

"What if I'm having fun?"

"You saaaaaiiid you'd takeee meeeee hommmeeee if I wasn't happyyyyy... I'm noooot happyyyy anymoreeeeee..."

Did I say bourbon made me giggly? Well rum made me whiny. So all the booze in my system messing with me in stupid ways, from the eggnog and those stupid rum-blobs. 

Rurik hummed and wrapped his arm around me. He was boozed up too. I know he was. Mostly because he'd be way more upset about me getting drunk if he weren't. He rubbed my waist, kissing me slightly. I kissed back, still whining slightly. But I got hotter with the kiss.

He pulled away, "Alright... home it is..." he rumbled. 

----

I'm amazed I still had my clothes on when we reached our door. Rurik kept getting grabby and started making out with me just outside. We had a while, leaning on the door. I finally pushed him off, "I gotta pee..." 

He huffed, opening the door, "Fine..." 

I scurried inside, running to the bathroom. I did have to pee pretty bad. As I got my pants off to go, I also just took the rest of my clothes off. I felt too hot to wear them.

After a bit, I got in the shower and turned it on. I was hoping some fresh water would clear my head. 

But Rurik knew my buttons. He came in the bathroom when he heard the water and stared at me. He was just in his jeans now, having taken off his own sweater. He watched me, "Mmmm... you look like Christmas candy..." he said, licking his lips, "Hurry up, Cupcake. I want a taste~"

With one of those familiar rumbles, my legs trembled. My excitement doubled and even in the cool water running down my body, I felt hot. And he could see it, which made him smirk more. He left the bathroom and I knew he was waiting. 

I wiped down and grabbed a towel, drying off hastily as I hurried out. Rurik grabbed me when I left, spinning me around. He rumbled again and my legs shook more. I was so boozed up that it made my knees weak and I had to lean on him just to stand. 

He lifted me onto the bed, his eyes bright. I scooted up the bed but he pulled me back, "Nuh-uh, I wanna do something else now..." he muttered. 

My blush got darker but I purred weakly, getting more excited. 

With a quick move I found myself spun around, now staring at his length. He grinned, "You know what to do~"

Without further prompting, I put my mouth on the end. Sucking softly, I looked up pleadingly but I couldn't see anything from my position. I wanted something too...

As I settled on the thought that I wouldn't be getting anything, he leaned over me. I didn't know what he was doing. Maybe reaching for a condom? 

A gasp made more of his length move down my throat. But I didn't care.

He was licking the outside of my soaked entrance. He grabbed my thighs and spread my legs more, lifting them up slightly. He leaned forward, pausing his ministrations, "Cupcake, keep going," he muttered. 

He had surprised me into pausing. But I moved and bobbed my head as much as I could, moaning rather loudly as he delved deeper. He added a finger and I twitched, moaning his name around his length. 

He thrust his finger and I was losing it. So I sucked more of his length in, pressing further to try and please him just as much. I was rewarded for my effort with a few soft grunts. Keeping it up was hard but I didn't care. Everything I did to him was returned in a very surprising way. He didn't eat me out often. It was kind of special. 

He started rolling his hips and I just did my best to keep up the movements. But he pressed harder on my clit, sucking as he pushed his fingers deep. It made me buck up impulsively, earning some growls and grunts. 

Whenever I got distracted, he'd rumble and pulled back, "Cupcake~..." Which spurred me back to my task. It was hard to focus like this. I couldn't talk on account of there being something big down my throat, but he knew I was listening. Because he'd renew his own efforts whenever I put more effort into sucking his length. My moans got more pitchy and I had to grab his hips above me just to keep going with pleasuring him. I leaned back to focus on his tip, playing with the sensitive nub with my tongue. He made cuter grunts when I did it, and I felt one wet finger play with my rear when I began.

A sloppy sucking sound filled my head and honestly I felt fuzzy enough I couldn't tell if it was me or Rurik. My thighs shook a lot and he had to spread them more so I didn't clamp his head between them. His hip movements got rather jerky and I felt his length throb in my mouth. My juices were dripping down my crack and I felt a tight winding in my core. Moans filled my chest and ached to escape, doing their best to pass his length in my mouth. It caused gentle vibrations that made Rurik growl more. 

There was an odd banging from the floor but I didn't give a shit. My hips bucked up more and my moans grew louder. With a lot of effort I kept sucking. This was heaven. 

Rurik got more intense and I gripped his hips more. With heavy effort and quick bobbing, I heard those warning groans and felt his throbs in my mouth. But since I couldn't talk, I couldn't warn him I was close.

My back arched up as the knot got tighter and tighter. It got hot and intense. He was pushing two fingers inside me and sucking my clit. With a loud cry that was barely muffled from his length, I came pretty hard. As soon as I did, he bucked his hips into my mouth. One hand of mine came down and massaged the base. I bobbed faster now that I could focus, and let out a garbled noise as he came down my throat with a loud groan.

We held still for a bit before he moved off of me. I was limp and panting, feeling myself being pulled up the bed. Weakly I cuddled into him, hearing more of those weird banging thuds.

Again, I didn't care. I yawned and snuggled up to Rurik. And promptly passed out. 

----return----

Goth was blushing brightly. Although I was being... kind of PG, I still wanted him to know what actually happened. I was about to continue when my phone rang. Looking down, blinking as I saw Rurik's name.

My mind went to a hundred different places but I answered, "Rurik?"

It wasn't a very long conversation. Goth stayed quiet the whole time. But I felt much better.

"...Okay... thank you, Ru... I'm sorry... see you at home?"

"See you at home... Cupcake."

With that, I set the phone down. There was a weak relieved smile on my face and Goth leaned forward, "...so? What happened?"

I sighed, "Crow was getting after him. He accused him of cheating, and Rurik thought I set him up. But he found out Crow's 'evidence' was total crap... and he apologized for getting upset about it... He's never cheated on me, which is why he got so worked up about it."

Goth blinked and nodded, "Are you all better now?"

I nodded, "yeah. And boy do I have some words for Crow..."

We were quiet before Goth cleared his throat, "...so what happened after... the thing?"

His question threw me for a bit. And then I sat up, "Oh, right! Yeah, well... I woke up and basically spent ten minutes over the toilet. I got super nauseous and Rurik wasn't too much better. We spent all day with hangovers but at least he took care of me because I was worse... that's why I don't trust eggnog anymore. Cream and booze makes me sick and now I just feel like gagging when I smell it."

"Oooohhhhh okay. And I shouldn't drink it because...?"

"You're a lightweight."

"Oh yeah.... what's a-"

"You get drunk fast."

He nodded and went quiet. Then he tilted his head, "What was the thudding?"

"Oh!" I grinned, "Our downstairs neighbors didn't like the fact we were having sex. But for one, we weren't being loud, and two, it's our apartment, the landlord didn't take their side. Apparently, they always complained about noise. We'd have music playing or the TV on and if it was loud enough to hear at all, they'd get upset. But their lease ended and they got kicked out. And our new neighbors were pretty cool."

Goth pouted, "Those old neighbors seem not nice..."

"They weren't."

Goth hummed in thought for a bit as I sipped some more water. I felt much better all around now. He then finished up his food and looked at me, "What should we do now? All our Christmas shopping is done for the most part."

I shrugged, "Dunno. Maybe we can just wander for a little while. I don't want to do much."

He nodded, "Okay. I told Pally I'd be home by three, so we have a reasonable amount of time to hang out and wander..."

---------

We wandered for a few hours together. Goth got some bath bombs at Lush and I found something called a 'shower bomb'. But I figured it might help me relax a bit. I'm not a big bath person but they smelled nice and I found a gingerbread one, so I got a little variety.

We went back to my car. Goth was perky and I was in a better mood, so the drive back was much more chatty than before.

I was excited to go home now. I knew Rurik would be there, and that's really all I needed right now.

(Goth)

Fell drove me home and I got out, smiling at him, "I've had a nice day, Fell. Thanks for the story, and the warning. I'll be sure to stay safe at Palettes party, I promise."

He nodded, "I'm glad, Goth. I..." he paused, "I really do worry about you. You've been a really good friend to me."

I beamed and bounced, "Oh thank you Fell!" I told him. He just rolled his eyes at me, giving me one of his looks. Then he waved, "Bye Goth," before driving away.

I waved as he left, and bounced a little more as I turned to go inside. It wasn't three yet, so I had time to put my shopping away. Palette wasn't home.

My bath bombs went in a little basket I had in our bathroom. I arranged them neatly and hummed. Maybe I should take a bath. They smelled so nice and I liked relaxing. Plus, Palette wouldn't be home for a while...

After a moment's hesitation I started the tub with warm water and picked one of my bath bombs. It looked like a little Christmas tree and smelled like peppermint and pine trees. I set up the bathroom speaker with some music and got my PJs out. Might as well just put them on straight out of the tub, I don't plan on going anywhere else today after all.

Then I stripped my clothes and climbed into the tub. A soft sigh escaped me and it was so pleasant and warm already. I dropped my bath bomb in and watched it fizzle and bubble. Little giggles escaped me as I watched. The water turned slightly green and foamy. It was very cute and I loved it. I'd have to buy bath bombs more often. They were really fun. 

When the fizzing stopped, I leaned back. My eyes closed as I just relaxed in my green Christmas water. It was warm and smelled so pleasant. I could almost nap...

(Palette)

It was three thirty when I finally got home. I looked around, expecting Goth to come greet me. But I didn't see him or hear his humming in the kitchen.

"Gothy?" I called out, setting my work stuff down as I waited for his response. 

Nothing. He didn't call back. So I pouted. Was he still out with Fell? No, no.. he would've told me he was late.

So I started walking upstairs. Perhaps he was having an afternoon nap after his outing.

He wasn't in the bedroom, but there was music coming from the bathroom. Well now I was curious. So I went to the door and knocked, "Gothy?" I tried to call over the music.

"OH! Hi Pally!" I heard him shout, and heard water sloshing, "I'm in the tub, give me a minute!"

Well that was tempting... "Can I come in?" I asked, grinning a little.

There was silence for a bit, "No, I need to get out," he said after a moment.

Well, darn... "Okay babe. I'll wait out here, okay?"

"Okay!"

A few minutes passed before Goth came out in a sleeping tank top and shorts. I grinned and stood up, "Pajamas already?"

He smiled and came over, hugging me. I leaned down to nuzzle him, a strong scent coming from his now warm bath body. Sniffing it a little, I smiled, "What's that smell?"

He nuzzled me and looked up, "I got some bath bombs! Do you like it?"

I nodded, "Yeah, it's nice..."

He beamed happily and just leaned on me.

We stood there for a bit, just enjoying each other's company. He swayed a little, just cuddling my chest. I just held him as I always do after work. It was just nice to hold him. I loved him so dearly...

He hummed, "Pally...?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"Can we order pizza?"

"Oh? why?"

"I don't feel like cooking... I just wanna cuddle you..."

A chuckle escaped me, "Alright... we can get pizza..."

"Yay..." he said softly.

So that's how the evening went. We went to the couch after I got my own pajamas on and just curled up together. I ordered pizza and we waited patiently for it. It arrived and I had to leave Goth for a moment. I came back and we enjoyed pizza, breadsticks, pop, and a movie. Goth got cozy and fell asleep on my chest. I was comfortable and just closed my eyes. It's not like I had work tomorrow, so we could just relax tonight and tomorrow...