We hope you guys had a good/alright/decent Valentine's Day~
(Picture marked under 'General' but story may include some light NSFW stuff)
Bunny, in some ways, was still getting accustomed to having Ketzio sleep in his bed regularly. It felt like it was only yesterday after he allowed her to move out of, what used to be, the office/her bedroom and move on to sharing Bunny's queen-sized accommodation. It wasn't just the fact that he wasn't used to having someone in bed with him but rather the fact that Ketzio was an uneasy sleeper, kicked a lot, and tended to hog the blanket. He was 6'5 and she was 5'0 -- what was she going to do with all that blanket?
Either way, she did keep him comfortable and he did enjoy having something that was soft and fuzzy to snuggle during the night. Plus, morning desires could easily be tended to without either of them roaming across the apartment first. Win/win.
Bunny spent most of the night at the cusp of unconsciousness but was afraid to actually get up to read or occupy himself in fear that he would disturb his partner's sleep (despite the fact that a chainsaw riding a horse couldn't wake her up)
Once 5 AM rolled around, he felt as if he were about to finally drift off into dreamland. His breaths became more and more tenuous and...
"HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!" Ketzio seemed to have rose from the dead of her sleep; fully charged and ready to go in a mere instant. She poked at the wrong side of the bed, as she normally did, before remembering that Bunny was actually to her left. "Hey! Are you awake? How did you sleep?" she pinched his cheeks.
"I uh..." Bunny sighed. "...I slept good, thank you." he rubbed his eyes and lifted himself up as the kitty cat immediately dove into his arms which caused him to fall flat on his back... once again.
Ketzio rested herself upon Bunny and buckled her knees on each side of him with an inappropriate bouncing motion. Her short-shorts weren't making things any better. "I almost forgot to ask you if you wanted to be my Valentine, Bunny..." she squinted her eyes, in vain, to try getting a clearer image of his face -- but, as always, all she saw was an incoherent dark gray blob. "...no girls came here in the middle of the night to ask you first, did they?" she pouted.
Bunny drew in a slightly shuddering breath; still exhausted and still affected by his morning pine tree. Before Bunny could speak, Ketzio took his drawn-out sigh as bad news for her and she immediately stopped her excited gyrations. "W-what? Someone did? I was... just joking." her lips quivered.
"Wha? No, of course no one broke into our apartment just to ask me that." Bunny patted her head. "I'm sure if someone broke in, we'd be dead."
"I'd rather be dead than someone else be your Valentine... or your anything." Ketzio cracked a smile with a bit of pitiful honesty coming through. "Hey!" she tapped her fingers together; resuming her bouncing motion. "I have two more questions for you. One! We're still going to get married some day, right?"
"You ask me this every week. What do I normally say?"
"...I'm too young and no one will ever love me until I'm 18?" she giggled at her own sarcasm.
"Yes, ma'am -- that's exactly what I tell you every week." he laughed; lifting himself up and pecking her on the lips. "What's your second question?"
"Humph." she folded her arms and turned away with obvious playful huffiness. "Now you don't get to know the second thing... and it was really important and really amazing!"
Bunny's heart fluttered a bit as the thought of what they had done a few weeks back raced through his mind. There was a certain incident of 'unprotected' activities between them. It almost seemed like she was about to tell him that she was...
"Aww come on, I was joking just like you were." Bunny gave her another peck on the lips. "Tell me? Please?"
"Nuh uh!" she kept up her huffiness as she was known to do. "You were supposed to say 'yes' and you didn't. So, nyeh."
Bunny caressed Ketzio's messy hair and stared into her blank eyes -- his voice becoming deadly serious. Even if the question of how she could have figured this 'thing' out with her blindness by herself eluded him at the moment -- he thought that maybe she was just able to... tell. "Sweetie, were you about to tell me that you're pregnant?"
Bunny could've sworn that, at that moment, her eyes literally shrunk in devastation.
"W-what?!" she viciously grabbed hold of her stomach and squeezed as hard as she could -- rolling up whatever excess fat she could detect. "AM I REALLY THAT FUCKING FAT RIGHT NOW? I WAS JUST GOING TO ASK IF WE COULD GO TO THE CHEESECAKE FACTORY LATER BUT HOLY SHIT!"
"No, no! That's not what I meant at all -- you're literally a stick, sweetie." Bunny found himself relieved but also a little disappointed at the same time. Kind of an odd combination. "Also, language! I swear, you used to be so potty-mouth-free."
"I am a teenager!" Ketzio roared with a hint of pride. "I can curse now if I want -- it's the law!"
They were interrupted by 3 vicious slams against the bedroom wall -- must have been their annoying neighbors and their rowdy ferret twins. "Hey!" they could hear the father's muffled yelling as child-like sounds of 'FUCKING FAT, FUCKING FAT' could be heard behind him. "I TOLD YOU GUYS TO PLEASE BE MORE QUIET -- I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO GET THE LANDLORD INVOLVED."
Ketzio was stricken with shame and embarrassment but also had this odd desire to scream "FUCK YOU, OLD MAN" back at him. She quickly decided against it and mentally reprimanded herself.
"Sorry!" Bunny sheepishly called back. "We'll try to not let it happen again!"
There was no response to that as Ketzio sighed and slid back -- landing flat on the bed with her legs up in the air. "Are they going to move any time soon?"
"I'd rather us move out first," Bunny exclaimed. "Either way, sure, we can go to the Cheesecake Factory if you w--"
"No!" Ketzio almost yelled again as she tried to visualize just how much of a pudgy monster she must have looked like. "Let's eat healthy things..."
"You are right -- let's give your diabetes a break today, shall we? But..." Bunny snickered. "That would require us cooking." Bunny bluntly stated negatively.
"What's wrong with that?"
"If I had a camera and editing tools, sweetie," Bunny started. "I would love to smash-cut to a montage of how many times we've destroyed food on the stove."
"Well!" Ketzio tried to keep her voice at a dull roar. "IF I could see that, I'd love to see that!" she rolled off the bed and stretched; her short shirt slipping up with the movement of her arms to show off her bellybutton. "But I can't! So we're going to try cooking again! We'll eventually get better at it and stuff!"
The ferret twins, on the other side of the wall, started to presumably throw nightstands at each other as the thumping and crashing could not be more prominent in interrupting Bunny and Ketzio. "RAWR!" one of the twins screamed at the top of their lungs. "I'M A DINOSAUR -- GIVE ME YOUR UNDERWEAR!"
Ketzio's blind gaze fixated, with a look of dull disgust, at the direction of the sound for a few moments. "...anyways. Yeah! Let's make breakfast and make it all healthy and junk -- then let's, like, exercise." her face slowly morphed into a sly grin as if she had just caught the implications she made... herself.
"Whatever you say, sweetie." Bunny nodded as he spryly hopped out of bed and retrieved both of their clothes out of the dresser.
"No, noooo..." Ketzio put her hands behind her back and shifted her hips slightly left and right with each syllable spoken: "Ex... er... cise~"
Finally, Bunny caught on to her wordplay and smiled wryly; placing their clean clothes on the locker at the foot of their bed. "Plus, it would be fine for us to exercise now while the twins over there are being loud -- push-ups are very bothersome to our neighbors, I bet."
Ketzio squealed in delight and slipped her pajamas off; jumping onto the bed with Bunny as the time on their alarm clock read "5:08 AM". They had assumed the position Ketzio had woken Bunny up to -- except the gyrations of her hips were accompanied by Bunny's grip on her sides... and their pelvises slapping against each others'. By the time their subdued breathy moans and constant reminder that their bed was a slight bit creaky -- the clock read "6:47 AM".
Bunny lied with his back against the bed's headboard as he watched Ketzio, a bit slumped over and still reveling from the afterglow of their 'exercise', brushing her hair as she had learned to do without the assistance of a mirror. Her face was still a bit tomato-colored as she turned to face him, brush and hair bun in hand, with an inquisitive look on her face. "Do you think we could make a healthy cheesecake?"
"No." Bunny laughed. "No, I think the definition of a cheesecake is 'thing that is unhealthy and bad for you'."
"We'll cook that uhhh... fish!" Ketzio licked her lips. "That fish we got a few days ago -- we never cooked it, right?"
"Nope, not yet."
"Sweetness~" she fashioned her hair into a bun and dropped the brush on the bed as she sighed in delight. She loved fish.