It is finally night time, isn't it?
I could not possibly wait any longer for it.
As I arrive in my room, I get to do my usual routine. The day has been long, being a fighter isn't easier. All I know is I want to get rid of my boots, take a shower, and dress comfortably.
And after I am done with that, there is the best part of the day, what I am looking forward to the most.
I am not just glad to be back alive and safe, but that you are, and that soon I'll be in your embrace again.
Come to think of it, we were in the same team for the longest time, but due to the routine of being a fighter, our relationship was always strictly professional almost. I understand this, but right now, I just thought it was weird how we never really got to talk anything besides 'work' related.
I'm so glad that one night our chance finally came.
You see, my window is right in front of one of the windows to your lab, and between us is only a rooftile section and a fairly small gap. One day, I suppose you just could not sleep either, we turned to look out of the window and saw each other. You waved, and so did I, and we decided to open them so we could talk. It was later at night, and the moon was full.
Our team was formed because of a necessity, after all, before we all used to fight alone, but we sort of knew about each other. We didn't get to talk too much so we felt like strangers at first, but for strangers, we really got on to talking to each other fast. The ice wall was broken, and we just clicked.
Why did we take so long? I'm glad it finally happened.
Talking to each other at night, though a bit earlier than the first time, was soon part of our routine. We made sure to meet at the same time, and not just for talking by the window. As you invited me to come over, I turned off the lights in my room completely and simply hopped on the rooftiles. I was careful where I stepped, for it doesn't really matter whether you are heavy or not, those were not made to be walked on. As you extended your hand to help me bridge the gap, there I was, inside the lab, right next to you.
That night was particularly colder than the rest, and as we sat beside each other, I noticed you sat a little closer to me. Well, we were good friends now, so I came a bit closer too. We smiled, and for several other days, we did the same way, getting closer and closer not just physically, but our hearts were getting attuned to each other as well.
Your smile and your gazes towards me just did not look the same anymore. I don't think I was seeing things, and honestly, you could say the same about myself. I was not looking at you the same way either. You weren't just a knowledgeable master inventor, you were a really kind and soft person too, despite what you sounded like when we were at work. It was as if you were a completely different person up close, and I seriously liked this one person too. Slowly, I even began seeing traces of this you on the 'work-you', which made me even more eager that the day would come to an end, so we could finally be together.
I made sure everything in my day went perfect so those night time meetings could happen. It was my top priority, and you did not fail to do so as well. I knew, for sure, this is was not just friendship anymore, but something far deeper.
One of those times we sat close again, but surprisingly, our communication was not verbal at all. Instead, we just merely looked to each other, as we had come super close to each other, because I leaned my head against you and you leaned against me too. We smiled, and soon we fell in the pit of looking into each other's eyes. Aquamarine, bright sea-blue, the kind you see on those beautiful pictures of the ocean and the beach from above, contrasting against the darker and deep blue of the ocean. Your eyes did not look shallow at all though, and I wanted to see them closer, and closer. I leaned in, and so did you. I closed my eyes as I felt your breath closer to mine, and slowly parted my lips to fit yours in between. Slowly we held each other's lips tenderly, then let go for a moment before doing it again, without really losing contact.
Our first kiss was so sweet. It was so good, I could not get enough of it. Every night now, was our night, so we could spend it together. None of us seemed to ever get tired of it, though we allowed each other more than just our lips. If tongue playing did not get tiring eventually, I would have kept going.
How we were, how our day had been, how much we had missed each other, how much we wanted to hug the other even though we were at work, how much we wanted to kiss each other at least as a parting gift so we could stand the distancing before the end of the day, and jump into the danger of battle with extra energy. Every one of those things was what we had the pleasure of talking every night.
Our lovely, secret nightly meetings of ours.
We both were worried, and with reason, that others may find out about our relationship. This is not because there would be a major ruckus about it, but rather because they too would be worried considering the enemy could manage to trap one of us, and that would pose a risk for the team, as rules were strict about respecting team formation, we could not break it, so that everyone always managed to come back alive. Until we had times of peace, times which I fought my hardest for, we would have to keep this - us - a secret. We did our best, as even just a sliver of information slipping out would be terrible, given the fact that it isn't just the enemy which watches on us, but the 'supporters' as well. I hate the world 'fans', I'm not a celebrity nor do I want to be. I do tend to respect people's feelings though. I'm sure some would be disappointed I am not dating Sonic, but oh well, there was never really an opening on that front so I could even get to be more than a coworker for him, so it was not something I was expecting, even if we both were hedgehogs.
I am much happier, far much happier, with you, my fox. I love you.