Hey I'm baaaaack lmao
Took a break from that massive special and am finally doing some long over due requests!
This is a mash up of two:
Patrick: Domestic Zonourge
EtchicalConsumptionUnderCapitalism: Sequel to Jail House Rock

I missed writing for these two after so long ;w;
Hope you guys enjoy!

The dulled sounds of chirping birds roused the blue hedgehog awake, his emeralds slightly dull from exhaustion as he stared ahead into a sea of green while his mind slowly woke up. Contrary to the belief, he struggled in the mornings.

It was built in him after all.

Fast once he was up but at rest it was like frozen molasses.

Like some sick joke of irony from the laws of physics itself.

The sharp scent of burned wood and nicotine hit his nose before the soft snore hit his ears, quietly reminding him of the warmth he held in his arms like some stuffed animal.

It had been months since the forced rehabilitation program began, months since the warden forced (or so he thought) him to take one of the most troublesome and accident prone inmates to redeem, if only he knew how he played into their hands.

Silently, Zonic took in the sight of messy emerald quills, bed tussled and growing the best they could after the rough cut job.

He could barely believe just how much went under the radar in regards of the hedgehog beside him. No one bat an eye to his injuries, his malice, his rage, his pain, but he always could tell.

Maybe it was their odd….relation.

Coming from a familiar cut out, knowing the expectations before stubbornly snarling out how they would forge their own paths and identities with varying forms of success.

To Zonic, it was like having a part of his puzzle he didn't know he was missing slide back into place. Grounding him, pulling him back when his own frustrations and temper flared.

He had the feeling it was the same for the other scarred mobian.

Be it calming him during nightmares, quiet discussions of chaotic ideas in the middle of the night when they couldn't sleep, to sharp laughs in the wee hours of the morning when Scourge would force himself awake just so he could have breakfast with him before he left for work.

Emeralds narrowed softly as his hold around Scourge tightened just a smidge, a bit ashamed in his slight greed of the warmth and comfort he felt just being near the other.

Something he'd never thought could happen in actuality. Especially with such a wild anarchist that nearly took down two zones just for the fun of it.

He allowed himself to cave in the silence of the morning, the birds outside the cozy little home he carved away from the noise of the No Zone sang out a bit louder as the sun rose higher in the steady horizon.

His heart skipped a faint beat at the quiet sleepy mumblings before his beau grunted and purposely scooted back into the warmth of his stomach. The calloused padded hands slipping down to tangle clawed digits between his own softer but no less scarred beans.

Zonic felt himself smile as he pressed his pointed nose into the mess of quills, the scent of cedar and nicotine mixing with some sharp citrus. It was enough to make him relax and nearly fall back asleep.

And he nearly did.

His nose twitched as the tip tapped the cool metal around the slim neck, buzzing softly with contained power that threatened to be sapped before giving a sharp zap at any moment.

Emeralds cracked open with a frown, his own quills bristling for a moment as faint anger bubbled in his chest.

It was such a cruel form of punishment, but he understood the necessity. There was only one way to ensure superpowered beings remained in jail.

But….no one knew just where the power they suppressed went.

It had to go somewhere.

And he had the faintest of feelings the warden knew exactly where.

'...If you keep thinking that hard about whatever it is, yer gonna break your brain before you eat….And I don't wanna deal with a grumpy you~' A faint rasp teased before a sly ice blue peaked over his shoulder. The sharp shark tooth grin still in the hazy daze of slumber before the rogue chuckled,' What? My bedhead messin' with your whole vibe?'

Zonic couldn't help but crack a small smirk at the tired snark, a lithe hand sliding up from the tangle of fingers to coyly brush against the scarred chest before slipping under the golden hoop. He gave a soft playful tug, the low grumbling huff and soft pink entering those tanned cheeks making some of the frustration fade.

'No…You know I've….'adapted' just fine to your mess.'

'Oh, they're 'messes' now hmm?'

Twisting around in his hold, Scourge grin grew as their noses touched briefly; purposely giving a soft kiss to his lips before nipping at his lower lip with a snicker,' Funny~ I don't think you called 'em that last night~'

The scarred hedgehog whined softly when a slim peach hand pressed against his face and pushed him away from the comforting warmth,' Hey!'

'Hey yourself~' The blue hedgehog cracked a small grin before he grunted as he sat up, his back popping from the slow action before settling with a hum. 'Hey yourself old man~'

Emeralds sparked softly in a glower to his boyfriend before a pillow met his face, startling the officer as it fell.

His deadpan grew as he watched his boyfriend 'attempt' to flee, getting tangled and caught in the sheets of the bedding as he tumbled to the floor with a grunt.

'...The fastest king alive ladies and gentlefolk.'

'HEY!'

Ice blues narrowed sharply as they met the playful glare, his hands hovering over his lap for a moment as sharp emerald quills bristled and puffed up the best they could,' DON'T YOU DARE-'

Scourge groaned and hung his head low as a slow round of applause came from the usually quiet hedgehog, his pout making the stone faced rodent crack a slightly wider smile.

'...And you say I'm the criminal. Look at you, tormenting inmates…'

'Oh hush~ You're fine~'

'Am I? Am I though?' With a soft flop, Scourge rested on the ground dramatically,' I don't think I'll ever recover from this betrayal.'

'Mmm….you'll be fine.' Zonic shrugged as he slipped off the bed, humming from the new pop in his shoulders before he walked towards the bathroom.

'And for the record, I'm younger than you.'

'By an hour.'

'A week is longer than an hour Scourge.'

'Well time works differently across the multiverse.' A wicked grin split across his face as he wiggled out of his cloth prison,' And with how you act, I'm forever the younger one!~'

Rolling his eyes, Zonic shook his head as he ran his fingers through his quills; hoping to work out some of the small knots formed by sleep before his shower.

'I'm fairly certain that's not how that works but….I'll allow it for now.'

'Wow how thoughtful~'

A faint smirk cracked his lips before he grabbed the nearest fluffy towel, his quills ruffling a bit at the feeling of eyes on his back.

Steadily, his cheeks tinted red; his lower lip quietly being bitten in hopes to hold in the soft huff and shiver running through his spine.

'It's too early…'

'Is it?~'

'Yes-' With a swift motion, Zonic pushed the door close. The thump and grunt on the other side of the door nearly made him snicker, something he rarely did at times out of spite alone. '-it is. None of that until after lunch.'

'But you don't come home until later…'

The usual snarky tone drifted off, a faint hum of melancholy making him sigh internally before coyly looking towards the door.

After all….technically he could just say he was doing a routine report, double checking and reaffirming…..'rehabilitation'.

All it would take is a phone call, easy.

'...Actually I have the day off.'

Zonic felt the soft warmth travel and settle in his chest, purring gently at the mental image of his lover flushing before giddily grinning that excited smirk he knew too well. '...Do you?'

'Mhm~'

Half lidded emeralds blinked slowly as the door swung open in almost feral glee, his scarred lover standing proudly in the doorframe as he eyed his still sleep heavy body with sharp rising heat,' Well…..what to do on your day off?~'

'What indeed~'

With a burst of speed, or what he could manage with his collar, Scourge whapped the fluffy towel out of his hands. Smug and ecstatic at the soft bewildered glance,'...Assaulting an officer in his bathroom? Really?'

'The towel isn't an officer. And it knows what it did.'

'And that would be?'

Zonic raised a brow when Scourge slapped the towel again before easily sliding up and wrapping his arms back around him. Purring softly as he made himself comfortable against his chest,' Hiding the goods~'

'...T-tch!' Red bloomed in the peach muzzle as emeralds peaked away in faint shyness,' You're incorrigible…'

'And you're pretty for a nerd. You getting in the shower now or am I gonna have to drag ya in?~'

'Ohhh and threats huh?~ Another charge~'

'What are you gonna do about it?~'

Ice blues narrowed playfully before a sharp tug to his neck made him stumble forward, his cheeks burning hot as the blue officer casually led him closer by the collar,' Wouldn't you like to know?~'

'O-oh I knew you liked the collars…'

'Shut.' Zonic leaned in close, giving a firm kiss to his lips before nudging him to the shower,' Now move.'

Though it may not have been the best circumstances that initially brought them together, Zonic found himself softening at that excitable smirk; he'd never change a thing on how it started. He couldn't picture anything else other than the soft mornings, wild afternoons, or fun evenings.

Maybe they really could lead to a happy end.

Maybe.