Shy Blue Eyes <<>> Chapter Forty-Four

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Feather grumbled as he woke up, sleepily rubbing his eyes. "mmmngh." Searchlight blinked their eyes open beside him, rolling onto their side. Feather sighed heavily, lazily shaking their shoulder. "Wake up, doll," he droned, though he was struggling to open his own eyes and actually wake up. "Nooooo," Searchlight whined, trying to swat his hand away. Feather somehow forced himself to sit up, trying to pull Seachlight up with him. "Come on," he mumbled, wrapping his arm around their shoulders and lightly pulling them to sit up, but they just leaned against his shoulder, closing their eyes again. "C'mon, babe. It's time to get up." "Nuh uh." "Yuh huh. Come on." Feather wrapped his arm around their waist, gently forcing them to get up and off the bed, earning a loud, protesting whine from Light. "UGHHHH." "We're getting up. Come on. Get dressed." Searchlight whined again, letting themself fall completely limp, basically collapsing onto Feather, who somehow caught them. He sighed heavily, picking them up with one arm, carrying them over to the closet. "What d'ya wanna wear today, love?" "I don't care," Searchlight whined. "Okay." He rummaged around the drawers, selecting a few pieces of clothing. He set them down on the edge of the bed, then crouched down in front of them. "Would you rather get dressed yourself, or do you want me to do it for you?" Searchlight paused for a long moment. "Can you do it?" Feather laughed softly, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to their forehead. "Sure, love." >>Timeskip, a few minutes later<< Feather finished getting them dressed, and then got dressed himself. He chose a black compression shirt and light gray sweatpants, with a really cute matching gray zip-up hoodie that he let fall off one shoulder. He had chosen an insanely adorable light pink and brown plaid crop top and skirt for Light, who was still half-asleep, and he was now trying to get their five-inch platforms, that matched their skirt and top, on their feet. "This'd be a whole lot easier if you just stayed still," he mumbled, somehow getting the first shoe on, starting to work on the next. "But it tickles," Light complained. "You're the Prince of H3ll, I can assure you can handle being a little ticklish." Searchlight grumbled, but then continued to kick and giggle whenever Feather touched them. "I've done this before," Feather hissed, having to grab their ankle somewhat roughly to keep their foot still as he got the shoe on, "and you've never had this issue before." "I dunno, Feather," Searchlight yelped, still kicking, but settling down as Feather finally took his hand off of them, "my foot's sensitive!" "Oi." Feather playfully rolled his eyes, reaching up to ruffle their hair, earning a laughing fit from Light. Feather laughed softly, standing up and leaning in to very gently kiss them. "Love you," he murmured, slipping an arm around their waist, pulling them close. "Love you too, Feather."