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sunnydayaoe · 5 days ago

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Knees Weak, {like a Man Before an Alter}

[CCCC FIC] Contains: Platonic Soul & Whole, Pet regression, [2,300 words]

"You're not talking...? Is this, ah- what you mentioned?" There was a level of awkwardness there that somehow eclipsed even the way He acted with Soul normally. It could feel its face flushing impossibly further. It wasn't. But oh, He was smiling, small and lopsided and maybe it was actually, if it got Him to look at it like that.

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He was falling before he even processed the touch; knees weak, like a fawn. He flung his hands forward, hands pawing at his shirt as he tried not to hit the floor. This would have stopped its fall, if He hadn't fallen too.

Tumbling onto a heap on the floor, Soul splayed across his lap, stuttering and wide-eyed, He looked down at him. "I-I don't- Sorry? Soul? should I have not-"

Its face was probably so red. The color of its halo, the color of blood: cherry. He'd have apologized first if he didn't want to interrupt {he probably wouldn't, his throat had clogged up like he'd swallowed a tissue.}

A keening high sound caught his ear, like a bird caught in a snare. Harmonia had stopped talking, still staring at him, still looking. Oh, he was making that noise. He shook his head, no no no Whole hadn't done anything wrong at all. He'd been the one to collapse the instant he'd felt His arms around him.

It wasn't. But oh, He was smiling, small and lopsided and maybe it was actually, if it got Him to look at it like that.

His hands moved to cup his face, gentle, like He was holding something precious. He wiped His thumb under its eye, a sweet caress it leaned into like man in drought to water.

"Good puppy? Kitty?" He cooed, like He didn't know what else to say.

If Soul wasn't already dead weight in His arms he thinks he'd have fallen limp at that. It nodded, minute, tiny, almost imperceptible. It was probably only because He was holding it He could tell it had done anything at all. He must have, though, because His smile relaxed a fraction, and He let Himself shift into a more comfortable position on the floor, gently man-handling Soul when it became apparent it wasn't going to be moving.

His arms weren't cupping its face anymore, preoccupied with shifting it around. Its fault, but oh Harmonia did it already regret not moving itself. His ears pinned back, trying to hold back another awful keening noise at the loss. {Was he usually this emotional? It was being so ungrateful, He'd already done more than Soul could have ever asked for, and it was left wanting more.-}

Cupping its cheeks, fingers dipping into its hair and around its hair. It must have made some sort of noise, some face, because His hands were back. Choking, because he needed to say something, needed to- "t-thanks."

It was high, pitch shifted and cracking in the middle, like someone had kicked the amp half-way through the word. His eyes were so soft at that, still, and it couldn't stop staring. His lips were moving too, but it lost the words, they sounded so sweet though. It blinked dumbly at him. He frowned a little at that {bad bad bad it was being so bad}, before repeating Himself; it made sure to listen this time, "do you want to move to the couch?"

That sounded wonderful. Harmonia was still staring at him, taking a breath, starting to repeat Himself agai- oh it hadn't said that aloud. "mhmm."

He sounded so squeaky. Whole didn't seem to mind, smile somehow returning to His face. Warm hands wrapped around its own, and it couldn't help a happy little noise at that. "Let me help you up."

The journey to the couch wasn't hard, though Soul's stumbling feet didn't make that statement an uncertain fate. Pulling Soul to sit beside it, He settled into the old worn couch. {His hand was still intertwined with its.}

It was silent for a moment, the only sound their breathing. What was... oh, Harmonia was probably waiting for it to take the lead; of course, it was already having Him do so much work, of course it should be expected to do something by now. Only allowed by how indulgent He had been, it let itself lean into His shoulder. His hair was soft, tickling its face, and it couldn't help the way it nuzzled against him at the feeling. Its eyes fell shut until it felt a subtle shifting, up and down, of his shoulders. Giggling, his Harmonia was giggling. He flinched back with a whine, did he do something wrong...? {Definitely, with the way Whole's face shuttered.}

"no no no," His eyes were still droopy, even wide as they'd gotten, "nothing's wrong bud,"

A hand wrapped around his shoulders, the one not twined with his, pulling Soul closer again. The panic must have made Him forget His strength, or maybe He just made it weak, because the move left it splayed across his lap once more.

The whine cut off like it hadn't even started, every muscle relaxing like a switch had been flipped. And it had thought things couldn't get better, more lovely. Serves him right for ever doubting its Harmonia. And maybe pulling it into His lap wasn't a mistake, because He didn't push it off as it relaxed into Him. Kind, sweet Harmonia. It rubbed its cheek against His chest, thankful, a content noise escaping its throats.

He heard another laugh, the noise followed by apologetic murmurs. Was He scared of freaking it out again...? That wasn't... he didn't want that. It shoved its face further into His chest, arm snaking around His waist as well, trying to get as close as possible. It didn't want Him to hold Himself back for it. Its ploy seemed to work, because it startled another laugh from Him, angelic in all the ways it wasn't. That was such a nice noise…

With a gentle motion His hand left its place around his shoulder. Before he could make a new, even more embarrassing noise at the loss, His hand found its way into his hair. It couldn't purr, but its hum fizzled with static, an almost perfect mimic. As if that was a signal, He let His nails start dragging across its scalp, gently scratching it. It felt the world get fuzzier. It was getting harder and harder to remember what he was so embarrassed about. It was laying across its Harmonia's lap, getting scratched and doted on like a pampered pet, what more was there to ask for?

Curling up, it tried to get as much of itself as it could into His lap. It wish it wasn't so tall, half of it hung off of Him.

He was cooing at it again, and it lifted its face from His stomach to look up at Him. The words were lilting, like a song. Did it need to know what He was saying? Did He want it to? Perking its ears, it only caught the tail end of the statement. "Kitty?" That must have been him. It repeated the word, the way he'd said it, in its mind a few times: "Kitty. kiiitty. Kitty."

Remembering it'd been lilted into a question, it nodded dumbly, smile stretching across its lips still at being addressed. That was the right thing to do, judging by the soft look on His face.

It couldn't help the startled noise when He started shifting, pulling His legs up onto the couch and laying down, pulling it into His lap more fully. The new position left it mostly between His legs, face against His belly. Oh nodding was definitely the right decision.

Hands dropped back into its hair, and it let out another almost purr. It wrapped its arms around His waist and let itself relax back into him. He talked, as He pet it, let it cuddle into Him. "Kitty" "Sweet thing" "Pet," Its head spun trying to keep up with all the sweet words, dizzying.

His hands kneaded at His back for a moment before he brought his hands up front to start making biscuits into His stomach. It brought its head up higher to rest instead against His sternum to give itself the space. Surely He would approve.

He didn't shove it off, though there was a bit of wriggling, noises too, proving it was right: He definitely found this fine. The hands in its hair did stop for a moment between Harmonia's giggles and shaking shoulders, and it let out a whine, annoyed. He got an even louder laugh at that from Him before He continued His ministrations.

One of His hands did reach down to pull at its wrist, directing it to knead at, perhaps, Not His stomach; a game of keep away it happily indulged in, immediately moving its hand back to Him once He let go.

They continued, back and forth for a few moments longer, before it seems Harmonia had had enough. He wrapped His arms around it, pinning its arms to its chest with one movement. Soul squirmed, more for show than any real distress. It was, of course, ineffectual. Switching tactics, he turned on his side and he bit His arm; it was more clothe and coat than actual Harmonia, which was fine by Soul. It shook its head a bit, a low popping growl at the back of its throat.

This certainly got a reaction; He froze, a startled noise and a few quick words it didn't pay attention to. Concern was the primary sound, though it quickly shifted to something more teasing when He saw it didn't seem really distressed.

He lifted His arms away from it, soft cooing noises from it in an effort to make it let go. Only barbecue He was being so sweet did it decide to humor the attempts {and not because keeping its teeth clamped shut through the gentle tugging hurt its jaw}. A scratch under the jaw, warm hands to sink into, was His reward for its compliance. Equivalent, for now.

Before he could continue making biscuits, because He was a cruel cruel master, Whole shifted him onto his back, leaving his paws up in the air. He sat in stunned silence that He would have the audacity to do that. Awful! Cruel! Mean to it! It couldn't look at His face anymore, or see His smile, or nuzzle its cheek against His chest...

It couldn't work itself into too much of a tizzy though, Harmonia had moved His hands to its belly. There was a hesitance there again, like He wasn't sure if this was crossing a line, but Soul only let out an impatient whine.

It was about as nice as it expected, that is to say, it was letting out crackling almost purrs and letting its eyes fall half-lidded barely a few seconds in. Though... that could have also just have been how sleepy it was getting.

Its purrs stuttered after a few more minutes of gentle touches and cuddles. It wanted to stay up, to keep spending time with Him, but it hadn't been this relaxed in ages, and its body had definitely not gotten all the sleep it needed. Eyes drooping shut certainly didn't help the "staying awake" plan either. The hands lifted from him as he started getting sleepier. Similarly, the gentle hands from before were trying to slide it off His lap; was Harmonia leaving...?

He whined, the sound soft with his sleepiness. Shifting back onto its side, no longer being held, it wrapped its arms back around His waist. That just wouldn't be allowed. A sigh overhead, {resignation?} and the arms settled back around it, gently settling twined around his neck and shoulders.

He leaned back, leaving Soul comfortably laying on His side, snuggled against His chest. His only thoughts as he drifted off were how nice of a bed Harmonia made and how similar this was to the dreams he'd have of Him during cacophony. It hoped He was here when it woke up again.

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He was warm, comfortable. Under him? around him? there something solid as it was soft; did Mind crawl in bed with him again...? It was too warm to be him, the robot chilly on the best of days and freezing on the worst.

Lifting his head, because he had settled it against the warmth, he looked up and saw Harmonia looking down at him, tired smile and drooping eyes and halo of frizzy hair framing His face. What happened the night {? he didn't know how long he'd been out} before came back to him, bits and pieces, all dreadfully embarrassing.

It laughed, trying to push itself up into a sitting position, "haha... fancy seeing you here."

He didn't let it pull itself up, His arms still settled around his shoulders like a blanket. His smile was soft, his eyes crinkled in the corners, and Soul knew for a fact he'd definitely blown any chance of Him not thinking it a pathetic desperate mess.

"Good morning, Soul."

He let out a little high keen of a laugh, giggly in his nervousness. He didn't try to get up again though, too taken in by the warmth of His arms.

"Sorry about all that, last night"

"Don't apologize, really. It's the least I can do,"

"..."

His arms slipped from its shoulders, but before it could mourn the loss His hands cupped its face, making it look into His eyes again {it hadn't noticed it'd looked away}. "It was cute, don't worry about it."

"Ah... of course, Whole." He tried not to let his grin get goofy, because as the Soul he was a very respectable, non-goofy individual. The pleased smile on His face means he probably failed.

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