Manhandled

 2.8.2024 Krissie: This idea has been stuck in my head for a while.

Manhandled

Manic hummed as he finished arranging the plushies in his room. He enjoyed all the random stuff toys he had gotten over the years. He, however, struggled to decide which ones would face to join the plushie pile in the corner of his room. 

“Should I be concerned by all the stuffed animals?” Shadow asked from the doorway. Maria didn't have as many stuffed toys as the drummer had. 

“It's not the 1940s anymore,” Manic beamed. “Boys can like cute things too.”

Shadow nodded. “Dresses like a punk, sleeps like a princess.”

Manic grinned at the muttered remark. He hopped out of his bed, placing the stuffed fox onto his night stand. “How was your shower?” He asked as he hugged Shadow. He liked this scent. Just soap and lavender. No gun powder, blood, or oil from whatever mission. 

Shadow wearing clothes he pulled out for him was just a bonus. Today the shirt was from an emo punk band with neon black light colors as highlights. Shadow hugged him back as Manic nuzzled into his chest. The shirt got in the way but Manic didn't mind. 

Manic shifted his arms to hold Shadow and pulled him up. Shadow let out a gasp of surprise as Manic moved the ebony hedgehog’s legs around his waist. Manic laughed as he carried his boyfriend over to the bed and plopped him down. 

“And now my bed is complete!” Manic announced proudly as he beamed down at Shadow. His quills had gotten a bit messy from being dropped on the bed. 

“Am I one of your toys?” Shadow questioned with an arched brow. 

“Nah dude.” Manic shook his head. “You're way better.” He leaned over Shadow, placing a peck on his cheek. “You're my boyfriend.”

Shadow grinned as he wrapped his arms around Manic's waist. He spun him around so Manic bounced into some of the plushies. 

Manic laughed loudly from the excitement. 

“Since you manhandled me, I figured I could do it back.” Shadow smirked at Manic's giggling. 

“Does this mean I'm the only one allowed to manhandle you?” Manic looked up at him with sparkling brown eyes. 

Shadow smiled as he ran his hand through Manic’s quills. “I don't intend on letting anyone else get away with it.”

“Yay!” Manic did a little happy dance as they cuddled. 

2.9.2024 Krissie: very happy to have finished this and at 2 pages written. 1 typed.