"No that's not it," he gripped the packet, "Here," he shoved a box into my chest, "I don't want to owe you for a favor. I'll make you dinner for a while. You better be cleaning up after yourself at home. I'm not doing that again!"

"Believe me, I can't even look at a mess without your voice violating my eardrums," I sighed. He went from shy to mad so fast, "Thanks for the food- Sonic?"

  He grabbed my hand as I turned to leave. I wasn't planning on overstaying my welcome. Especially when that whole house smelled like him.

"Can I just ask one thing before you leave?" He let me go, he had been avoiding eye contact with me the entire time I was here. I was clearly making him uncomfortable.

"Yeah," I'll leave after this.

"Did... did Tails actually call me that? Did he really... call me his mom?" His hand was trembling, I couldn't see his face since he was looking down now.

......
"Get Away from my mom!!"
......

"Yeah, he was freaking out when he saw me with you. He doesn't like me, I don't blame him. I'm not fond of kids anyway," I kept watching him. Sonic was starting to sway, he leaned against the wall, "If you're dizzy you should sit down-"

"You were right... I can't even take care of myself. What am I supposed to do? What if Tails wants me to be his mother? I can't handle that..." he was crying, "I can hardly handle being his brother..."

Crap, how do get him to calm down? His heat is so damn annoying. I grabbed Sonic a dragged him inside before sitting him on the couch.

"Aren't you already his mom? Think about it. You've been taking care of him until now. He doesn't want you to change, he thinks you're his mom because of how you treat him," What the hell am I even saying? I hardly know a thing about either of them.

"You really think that?" Sonic was holding my hand again, it was keeping me from leaving.

"Yeah," If that red jock bastard shows up he's gonna try and kill me. I froze... Sonic was hugging me. I was stuck knelt down before him. He slipped off the couch and landed in my lap, "Sonic..."

  He's so close... his body is just as soft as I remember it being yesterday... Damn it, his scent is surrounding me again. I had realized until a quill poked my finger, that I was holding him back.

"Just a bit longer... I'll let go, I promise. Your scent... it's soothing for some reason. The smell of lavender, I guess... I still smell it in my room... but... I don't hate it..." he wasn't squeezing me, it was a gentle hold. I could feel his heartbeat calming down against my chest. His body was warm and small... I don't know how long he had me hold him, but he finally got up and the room felt so cold.

He likes my scent... Wait that-

"You didn't want to come in did you?" Sonic looked over at the door, "Sorry, I still feel kinda weird. Did you want to go-"

  I grabbed his hand as he stepped away, What the hell is wrong with me? I didn't need to grab him.

"Sorry."

"Eh?"

"I used you for free meals when we met. You seemed like an easy target with such an obvious secret. Your food was better than I could have imagined when the school found out, I didn't want to lose you," his face was getting red again, "I meant your lunches."

"Sure," he smiled, "It's okay Shadow. I guess I can forgive you for being a jackass. I was just surprised you knew the word sorry."

"If you don't like it I'll take it back," I growled at him.

"Too late~" he smiled and I had him sit back down, "I already forgive you."

"Are you home alone again?" I couldn't hear anyone else inside.

"Tails is staying the night with his friend Cream tonight. I don't really like the idea of him taking notes while I'm in heat so I told him to pick a friend to stay with," Sonic started to yawn. He was still holding my hand.

"Hey," I looked at my phone and quickly checked how much allowance I had left, "Let me buy you dinner. Chillidogs, right?"

"Yeah, they're my favorite," he was starting to fall asleep.

"You can text me if you need help... okay?"

"Sure..." he took a nap while I ordered him food.

  Once the chillidogs arrived I woke him up and left without a word. Being him, I felt restless.

Somehow... the thought of that helpless idiot being alone bothered me...

~~~

10-11-2023

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