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Blossom slowly opened her eyes, she still felt a little tired due to the comfortable heat surrounding her. She shifted around in her bed, ready to go back to sleep, only to be met with the sleeping face of the leader of the Rowdy Ruff Boys. Her eyes went wide and her cheek filled with the color of embarrassment. Their legs were tangled together and his arms were wrapped around her waist. She let out a small squeak when Brick had pulled her closer in his arms, she was now right up against his chest. She tried her best to escape but Brick's grip was to strong. But Blossom had to admit, now that he was holding her, he was pretty muscular. Blossom Blushed at the thought. She let out a quiet sigh and gave up trying to escape Brick's hold. She was still tired so what would be the problem if she went to sleep again? No harm done, right? A small smile appeared on Brick's sleeping face. To be honest, Blossom thought it was quite adorable. She closed her eyes and let the heat consume her as she slowly fell into the grasp of sleep.
Brick groaned as he regretted opened his eyes. He had woken up a few hours later to the sound of people yelling downstairs. He could recognize the voices, it was Butch and Buttercup yelling at each other. Shocker. Brick shifted his attention to the small soft bundle his arms were currently wrapped around. Once he did, his eyes grew wide. Not in embarrassment, but in shock. Instead of a pillow like he had expected, there lay Blossom. She seemed so peaceful as she slept the day away. Her hair may have laid cascaded in a mess across the bed and her tank top may have been wrinkled but she still looked amazing. Brick blushed and shook his head, mentally slapping himself for even having such a thought. What the hell Brick! She is supposed to be your mortal enemy; you were literally made to kill her! He thought to himself, but he couldn't help but smile at her. Soon, Brick's little daze was broken by the yelling of their siblings getting louder followed by the sound of the crashing of pots and pans. Brick let out an annoyed sigh and begrudgingly removed his arm from around Blossom, careful not to wake her. He got up, walked over to the dresser, pulled out a pair of gray baggy jogger and slipped them on over his boxers. Blossom shifted in the bed and let out a soft groan, Brick froze and slowly turned to face the bed. Blossom was now sitting up in the bed, her hair was an absolute mess and one of the straps to her top was hanging off her shoulder. Brick couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. "Good morning, sleeping beauty." Brick gifted her the name out of irony. "Where are you going?" She asked, the sleep still clearly present in her voice. "Don't worry, I'll be right back. I just got to take care of something first, you can go back to sleep if you want." He said as he walked over to the door. "Whatever." Blossom carelessly said and rolled over on the bed as she laid back down.
Brick opened the door and stepped out, closing the door behind him with a small click. The arguing was now clearer to now the he was in the hallway. He walked to the stairs to see what as up. Bubbles and Boomer were sitting on the couch next to each other with each of their faces a new shade of red, both silent and staring at their hands. Butch and Buttercup were standing in front of them, throwing insults back and forth at each other. Brick descended the stairs with an angry expression on his face. The two blues noticed him but kept quiet. "What are you two yelling about at ten o' clock in the FUCKING MORNING!" Brick yelled, His red eyes sparked with rage. Both the green puff and ruff froze and turned to him. "One of you explain. Now." Before Butch or Buttercup could say anything, Bubbles spoke up. "Um, earlier when I was making something for breakfast, Boomer came in and decided to help me. When I couldn't reach one of the pans on one of the top shelfs, Boomer tried to get it and he tripped. We both fell down along with all of the pots and pans on the top shelf and he landed on top of me…." The blushes on the blues that they already had, now grew a deeper shade of red as they remembered the last part of the story. Brick seemed to cool down a bit but then turned to glare at his green eyed brother. "Then I'm guessing that's what you and Buttercup are arguing about?" Brick growled at his brother. Butch gulped and nodded his head. "Screw this." Brick grumbled as he turned away from the other puff and ruffs.
A yawn came from the railing above the couch and everyone turned to see a tired Blossom standing at the top. She wiped her eye and let out another yawn. The two other ruff's eyes widened in surprise, for they had never seen the leader of the Power Puff Girls in this state of relaxation. "Sup." Was all she said as she walked over to the stairs. Blossom was drowsy and it was apparent she was half asleep. Blossom was not a morning person. Brick looked at her and let out another small chuckle at her appearance. She stuck her tongue at him. As she walked down the stairs, due to the fact that she was still half asleep, she had slipped. In the blink of an eye and a streak of red, Brick sat at the bottom of the stairs with a now fully awake Blossom in his arms. Without thinking, Brick had flown to catch her. Blossom looked to brick to find a smirk on Brick's face. "Nice of you to drop in, Pinky." A blush spread across Blossom's face as Brick stood up with her in his arms and set her down. "T-Thanks." She mentally smacked herself for stuttering. "Well, I don't know about you guys, but I need some food or things might get ugly. I will be in the kitchen if any one needs me." Boomer stood up from the couch and walked to the kitchen so he could escape the awkward feeling hanging in the room. "I will help you!" Bubble jumped at the chance that Boomer had opened up. "I got to go get dressed and stuff." Buttercup grumbled and walked up the stairs. "Same here." Blossom said as she scrambled up the stairs after her sister; still flustered after what had just happened. Brick and Butch decided to wait after breakfast to change and wordlessly sat down to watch TV.
Blossom enter her room and closed her door behind her. As soon as she heard the soft click of the door, she broke out into a full blown blush. Dear god, she turned into a stuttering mess when Brick caught her! He was supposed to be her mortal enemy, yet she feels so comfortable around him when they are not trying to beat the shit out of each other. She let out a long sigh and walked over to the dresser, pulling out clothes for today and walked over to the shower. She didn't really need one because she had a shower the night before, but she needed somewhere to think and relax without someone interrupting her. She gathered everything she needed and walked into the bath room. Blossom took off her clothes, turned on the water and stepped into the shower. Warm water engulfed her body, causing her to relax a bit. As she scrubbed shampoo into her hair, she began to ponder. What has gotten into her! First she slept beside a ruff and now she is blushing and stuttering because of him. Truth be told, last night she could barely sleep because her heart was pounding faster that it has in a long time. The more and more she though on the matter, the harder and harder she scrubbed. Blossom was snapped back to attention as she began to feel her scalp throb due to her scrubbing so hard. She rinsed out her hair and got out of the shower. She dried off and slipped on her clothes for today. She put on a simple pink T-Shirt, tied a black button up around her waist, and a plane black skirt. Blossom tied her hair in a bun and placed her signature pink bow on her head. She looked in the mirror and approved of her choices for the day. As Blossom opened the door she was surprised to see Brick looking through the dresser. She had expected him to still be own stairs stuffing his face. His eyes widened a bit once he saw her, Brick had to agreed that Blossom looked pretty good. Who the hell way he kidding, she looked amazing. He had to use most of his self-control from letting his jaw drop through the floor. Her clothes hugged her nicely in every way. But there was only one problem; Brick stood up straight and began to walk over to her. "Is there something wrong?" She questioned Brick who was currently standing in front of her, examining her outfit. "Just one thing." Brick leaned in close and Blossom went wide eyed. Suddenly, she felt her hair let loose from its previous state of a bun and fall to her back. "You look much better with your hair down, Blossom" Brick said, a smile graced his feature as he saw the way a rose colored blush spread across Blossom's face. Blossom was speechless; Brick was smiling. It was certainly a sight to behold, and no, it was not his usual menacing smile but a genuine smile had taken its place. "I suggest you go grab some food before, my dumb ass brothers eat all of the food." Brick used his thumb to point towards the door. Blossom nodded wordlessly and walked around Brick to exit the room. As she hears the soft click of the door; her hand automatically went to her chest so she could feel her racing heart. She put her back against the door and leaned her head back. Sweet little Blossom Utonium, protector of Townsville, is falling for a criminal.
Once Brick heard the soft click of the door to signify that Blossom had left the room, he walked in to the bathroom and leaned over to prop his elbows up on the counter, placing his head in his hands. Brick let out a long sigh. He then looked up to see himself in the mirror. What has gotten into him? He would have never thought that the day would come when he finally admits it. He moved his hand to his chest to feel his heart racing. He would have never thought that he would have to admit to himself that he, the leader of the RowdyRuff Boys, was falling for a hero.
