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shed-the-god · 7 months ago

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Warmth Of Another

The rgbfcord wanted hurt/comfort, little did they know its a response to a Songbird’s drabble :3 /silly but gen

This also just went in a different direction i planned so idk if it entirely counts as a response anymore?

Yourself/YS (HS!BF, ochre’s)

Peacock (SFA!BF, mine)

Cyber mention (Cyborg!BF, lyca’s)

Peacock sat still in front of the newly gifted radiator from his mother. After visiting his family, with months of silence, on Thanksgivings day, his parents tried their best to make up for lost time and gave him many things for the upcoming winter season. New warm, fluffy jackets, a beanie, fluffy socks, thermals, and the radiator.

He’s thankful for their gifts —having put them on while out Christmas shopping with Rose before rap battling her parents— and now, being bundled up in the clothes and huddled up to the radiator as the weather delves deeper into the biting cold as the month goes on.

Really, it’s inconvenient that the safest and closest plug for the radiator is practically right against his bed, though the room itself is only big enough to fit the mattress and radiator.

He doesn’t even think it counts as a room, it’s more like a hallway.

Still, it was hard to sleep when most of the heat was focused in a specific spot. He couldn’t lay down unless he wanted the heat to be in one spot, so there he sat, curled up near his main source of heat, leaning against his wall trying to sleep, and still shivering. Maybe a hot drink could help.

Peacock hesitates, but still shuffles to the side to get off the bed. Wrapped in his blankets, he drags himself to the kitchen and pours water into a pot to make tea. It was then that Peacock had an idea.

The little bastard remembered hanging out with a certain other angel guy who refuses to ask anyone for anything, but still ended up being victimized and helped by his little brothers all the same. That thought had him running back to his room to grab his phone, shivering as he dove onto the bed.

hey u up bbro

Yes, what’s up.

wanna come ovr im makin tea

Sure.

hell yea

Peacock whispers a “Good” before leaping back up to add more water to the pot and started boiling. Next, he went to his bed to organize the sheets and blankets all over; moving and fluffing the pillows up and under the blankets around the radiator plus grabbing a couple of plushes to cuddle. It was hard to move wrapped in a thin comforter, but he was motivated and tried to move quickly. Still, he kept shivering and sneezing throughout the whole preparation.

Peacock shuffles to the bathroom, having to pass through the cold ass room that’s the living room, and blows his nose. It takes him 5ish minutes to feel even a little bit better before he brings a roll to the room and checks on the water. He sees it boiling as he enters the kitchen, so he seeps the leaves before finally realizing YS hasn’t joined him yet.

‘The hell is he?’

Looking into the living room, he debates how quickly he can get to the mirror to YS’ place.

Taking a mini breath, he dashes to the mirror and falls face first into Yourself’s floor. He immediately he regrets forgetting the usual temperature in the other’s apartment, a heavy chill running up his spine. Peacock holds his breath as he slowly pulls himself up from the floor, looking over to see the lump of a person within the covers of his bed. That makes the shorter huff in amusement before sneezing loudly.

“There you are…” the shorter breathes before cocking his head to the side as he shivered and… hiccuped? “You good? Y’know… I can’t stay like this either so… so just come with me.” He drags himself on top of the dull colored BF, rubbing his cheek against the blanket covering what he assumes is Yourself’s back.

“Mmm…”

“Want me to drag you outta bed? I’ll admit, ‘s not that much better at my place til we’re at my radiator.”

“Mnhh… cold…”

At that Peacock giggles with more shivers and hiccups before steeling himself again. He bundles YS in the blankets he’s shivering and suffering in before lifting to carry the other. With the taller man in his arms, he makes his trek back to his bed, almost tripping on their clothes in both their apartments.

Finally reaching the bed after crossing the frozen atmosphere and the floor hazards, Peacock drops YS on his bed; its basically a nest but he'd rather not thing about bird or angel things.

"Don't burn yourself on the radiator… I'm gonna finish making our tea." He huffed in exhaustion, less from the other's weight though. Quickly, this time, he shuffles back into the kitchen do just as he said.

Coming into the room slightly soothed by the warmth in his hands, he allows himself to observe his older brother curled up on his blankets holding a dino plush -that definitely wasn't apart of what he put on his bed- and staring at the radiator.

It was an endearing sight, but he still feels the chill of the weather so he decided to finally settle back down on his bed. As he sat on the edge, he gave Yourself it's cup before laying against the other's back, causing the both of them to move closer to the wall to fit better.

"Why did you invite me...?" YS said to break the silence.

"Are you kidding? We’re bros, what other reason would I need?" Peacock giggled. To that, YS let out a huff of defeat as he tried to curl closer to the other while on his stomach, with a hot drink in his hand and the plush in the other.

Now that it was established YS wanted to talk, Peacock spoke up next, shifting from his back to his side, closer to the fetal position, as he stayed on top of his big brother.

"What's with the plush. Where did you get it?"

"Cyber gave it to me... It's a warmies; a plushie you can throw in the microwave to heat up. I guess you could also freeze it but, that's pretty much useless to me." The half angel huffed out a laugh before taking a sip of his tea. Peacock started thinking and thought a plushie like that would be nice for him too. Something warm to hold, even if small, in place of Rose's absence...

"YS, shrink." Said man startles at the sudden demand.

"Whuh...?"

"It'd be so much easier to stay warm and fit in the bed if you shrunk." YS squints his eyes at the shorter as he looks back as if he made a genius discovery.

"You're plotting something aren't you?" Peacock shakes his head but obviously looks expectantly at the other still. Yourself just sighs before shuffling to sit up and handing his cup to the other as he got out of the way.

As soon as YS shrunk, Peacock wraps his arms around the man, careful not to spill the tea. They quickly got comfortable again, Peacock curled over Yourself as they both stayed covered in blankets, plus other winter stuff for the now taller one, and stayed huddled near the radiator.

Still, this isn't enough...

"Why aren't you using your wings?" Peacock tenses. "It'd help alot more than multiple thin blankets."

"Plus my sweater, thermals, scarf, beanie, and double pairs of socks...” YS just stares up in disbelief. “uhmm... I don't need them still." The taller man really doesn't want to deal with this, nor any judgement at the moment. It’s probably why he decided to not continue the conversation. Not even YS’ disappointment, nor the huff it let out, deterred him from such.

Peacock thought he won, as they stayed in silence, sipping from their cups to stay warmed up.

“You don’t like being an angel, huh?” Peacock didn’t dine that with an answer. “Why? The only reason I can assume is related to connecting with other people. Like, it can suck when you get close to another and… they hold all the… power to harm you…” As he neared the end, Yourself shrunk into himself. It had the rapper wonder where that came from. Still, all he could tell is that ignoring the other probably is a bad idea now.

“I don’t… hate being an angel, it just hardly gave me anything good. The only things i like about it is the fact I’m better at fighting because of it; that and me being able to be my friends and family’s guardian angel. I can vaguely monitor them and make sure they’re relatively unharmed or more resilient. I’m fine being vulnerable with the people I’m close with…”

“I never said you hated being an angel… so, why not use your wings?” Yourself must know how he stumped Peacock. He wouldn’t call what he feels about being an angel, hate, but he knows the feeling isn’t a positive one, it’s very negative. There’s also the distant memory of his past, before he met Pico and the others. One he refuses to talk acknowledge. That may only prove YS right after all.

“I…” The dual-colored man hesitated. He doesn’t know what to say. Maybe, he doesn’t have to push it aside, but he can end the conversation with some acknowledgment to what YS said at least. “Hehe… what is this? I was supposed to be the one here for you because you decided to not ask anyone for warmth…”

Digging his face onto the top of Yourself’s head, Peacock loosens the blankets around him to reach behind him. Gently pulling back his sweater and other layers of clothes, he focused on his magic, shivering all the while.

“What are you doing? It’s getting colder with you doing th-“

YS snapped his mouth close at the feeling of feathers around him, Peacock heard it. Sure, his wings were hard to see, being covered by the blankets, but they were warm and comfortable all the same. YS was right, he knew it, but he’s been super hesitant all these years and now he finally let out his wings along with some of his inhibitions.

Cuddling closer to the shorter, Peacock takes another sip of his tea and sighs in watery content.

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