I had a lot of characters in mind for this prompt, but I landed on Sunday in the end! [ Sunday | "Don’t forget how much I love you." ]
“What’s a kinder way to say control freak? Control nerd?”
Sunday huffed, “that is not any kinder than control freak.”
There was an attempt to stifle his pout, but the way his wings drooped gave much more away than the curve of his lips. Sunday never thought of himself as easy to read, but something about (Name) made him thaw.
They nudged Sunday’s shoulder, leaning against him with a smile. “But I mean it in a kind way! You’re fussing over me. That’s very cute.”
“Is it fussing to make sure you’re not forgetting to pack a meal? That you have a working charger?” Sunday gestured to (Name)’s bag again— a regular-sized backpack suitable for the short trip they were making to the Xianzhou Luofo to catch up with Sushang. Not a dangerous journey to uncharted territory that Sunday seemed to be prepping them for.
(Name)’s grin squished against Sunday’s shoulder blade as they wrapped their arms around his waist, blocking him from the inevitable escape Sunday would try to make. “With all due respect, that is quite literally the definition of fussing.”
Sunday tried to retreat, but when (Name)’s grip tightened, he gave up in an instant. Not because he couldn’t break free, but because there was nothing more soothing than the feeling of (Name) cuddled close to him.
They continued, “I said it was cute, and I meant it! How lucky am I to have someone who cares so much about me?”
“Who wouldn’t care about you?” Sunday asked, incredulous. It was an idea he had simply never considered before, and he was disgusted by it. He finally turned to face (Name) properly, smoothing out their hair with a precise touch.
“What did I say? Cute.” There wasn’t any better way to describe it, in (Name)’s eyes. “I do appreciate you trying to take care of me as much as possible. Even if you’re acting like I’m heading off the grid, for some reason.”
Sunday narrowed his eyes. “I am well aware of where you’re going,” he corrected. “I just prefer to be cautious at all times. I don’t want you to forget something important.”
Important things, like a charger, toothbrush, a light jacket, and small first-aid kit, were already stuffed into (Name)’s bag the moment they even mentioned the weekend trip to Sunday. “I could never. Not with your poignant reminders.”
“Reminders are a necessity. Such as…” Sunday slid his hand to the back of (Name)’s head, guiding them so that their lips ghosted against each other. Before committing to contact, Sunday added, "don’t forget how much I love you."
(Name) met Sunday’s kiss with a laugh. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”
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