Caress
It's a new feeling for Meta Knight; being loved. Never before had anyone been so kind towards him, nobody had ever treated him like a fragile creature. And though he was not, and it would irritate him if anyone else thought of him that way, he allowed Kirby to be gentle when it was the appropriate thing. Such times were like when they lay cuddled up at night, neither being able to sleep. Their relationship was just starting out, so being around each other still made their hearts beat too fast. Kirby would look at him for a long time, smiling, just enjoying Meta Knight's company. Then he'd reach over and lightly stroke his arm, and Meta Knight would smile back. "You're an angel," he'd whisper. Kirby would hum in response and just continue stroking his arm until Meta Knight did the same to him. The contact felt nice. Then he'd plant a tender kiss on Kirby's lips and pull him closer, sighing contentedly as he let himself doze off, and Kirby would continue touching him. It was comforting to have someone so near, that didn't mind sharing the silence with him. He could feel his eyes on him as he started falling asleep, but it didn't bother him at all. He loved moments like this.