Noodle laid on the couch in just a robe. Simply because after moving in she was sweaty, so she showered, got naked, and curled up in 2D's robe. Despite everything she had been doing that day from moving in she was sweating and suddenly after a hot shower felt exhausted. So she drifted slowly into a coma on the couch. Letting the sound of 2D singing in the other room soothe her. Even if it was off key sometimes for the sake of having fun with a song.
When Noodle opened her eyes next she found a blanket over her. 2D was laying his head on her legs and watching something on TV. She was surprised to see how the couch had been so spacious. Noodle had been so certain it was smaller than this. Regardless he was still making her sweat, and she still didn't care. "Don't move and he won't move don't move and he won't move don't move and-"
2D moved, Noodle was stirred and she sat up instinctually. There he laid, wearing her silk pink robe with the babies breath and red roses. At least he had found her robe while she was wearing his. Although she was certain that it had been only fair he could steal from her since she did the same to him.
Noodle let a small smile and gave a flirtatious wink as she said. "Just cause I'm awake doesn't mean I want you to stop~." She chuckled and 2D smiled and wrapped his arms around her. Winding himself around her as he adjusted himself. He pecked her cheek and smiled. His hoy breath tingling down her spine as she eyed him in her robe. Noodle looked at him eagerly and purred "Do you want under the blanket at least?" She asked. He nodded and pulled her blanket off her for just a moment and repositioned himself. But that's when her tiny and short robe failed to leave any imagination to her as she saw a part of 2D happily saying hello to her through blue hairs.
The excitement woke her up. She sat up fast and sure enough saw 2D in a towel walking past her. "Nightmare love?" He asked. But Noodle shook her head no. She was just sleeping in a sweat for some reason. All she focused on however was the shirtless forty year old in front of her. He had such a decent figure. It could be perfect if he stopped the slouching. His chest was warm looking, and slightly hairy like his legs. Noodle admitted it, 2D was a good looking guy.
But he has his own things to focus on besides me. He has a life to get back on track with.
"I'm fine! Put some clothes on!" Noodle said throwing a pillow at him with a grin. 2D caught it in mid air but in catching it dropped the towel. Noodle let a yelp out and covered her eyes as she forced a believable enough smile and laugh to make the situation not any worse then what it was. In a attempt to play it down. Despite this, she took the time to peak a little despite what her mind told against her. But she got a good look while he threw the pillow back at her and adjusted the towel. Then went to get chaged despite his embarrassment. Leaving Noodle feeling a little guilty.
2D came back with a long sleeved shirt with a design of a womans legs and thigh high stockings on it and sweat pants since he wasn't feeling like wearing his finest silk. Before him was Noodle who was now leaning her body against a pillow. His long robe slipping off her one shoulder and almost exposing a breast. He ignored it and sat on the opposite side she laid on watching the movie. It was a documentary discussing the history of animated movies that never gained much attention. Noodle put her legs over 2D's lap as soon as he sat down. Noodle never had any understanding about personal space. But 2D had never wanted to teach her about it or set ground rules up between the two of them. So Noodle always touched him when they sat side by side. Especially since her return from Japan and it only amplified when 2D suggested they run away together. Now with Noodle laying her feet on his lap he guided his hands as he massaged them for her paying more attention to the screen. What feels like hours go by talking about works by Ralph Bakshi. Then leading to Noodle seeing 2D slump over and sleeping. Subconsciously continuing to rub her soles in circles. His touch only growing lighter as rain touched the roof and windows outside. The soft tapping echoing in the room before a full storm called out to the sky like a lover in heart break begging for the return of their loved one. The rain knocked Stuart into full on sleep. He slumped and leaned on the side, something Noodle didn't want harming his back. So nobly she wrapped her arms around him and laid him by her side. Ignoring how decent it probably wasn't for her body covered only by a robe to touch his clothed one. But she didn't care. The couch was small and she needed the warmth. She knew that this was gonna go over Stu's head that any of this may be perceived dirty. All she wanted to do was hold him as he slept. Cradling him in her arms and listening to the rain. Something Noodle hoped he would've done willingly for her as well. Something that tide everything together. Something she didn't know she wanted.
Just two friends cuddling in the rain and sleeping on a couch platonically after a foot rub.
Completely platonic.
"I lv h,"
Noodle looked up at Stu. "What was that?"
"N'dle..."
He's just dreaming.
Then why did he say my...?
"L've yh..."