@♤ roan han The pink ears on his head perked up to the skies from the mention of...cuddling. The thought of cuddling with the human made his stomach do olympian level flips. Even /entertaining/ the idea was making him flustered. What the ? No, this wasn't him. This was ing /weird/. He felt like a ing teenaged high schooler with their first crush. Gross.
"Well, lucky for you.." Ashe'lyn muttered as he was putting the last little bits of his stuff up. "..I prefer to have something to hold while I'm sleeping." He spoke faster than he was thinking, definitely internally slapping himself for saying something like that. He just gave the human a green light to cuddling with him when they slept. But...god, what if it was the best set of cuddles he would ever get? What if... Ashe'lyn shook his head. He was going to start going down in his thoughts and he was not about to allow that to happen. Not on the first day. No.
It'd only taken another 5 to 10 minutes for him to completely organize his things. He was now standing in front of the closet, staring at his stuff to make a once over just in case he didn't like anything in a certain spot. As far as he'd seen, everything was in a good spot. He could of easily brought so much more stuff, but this was way more than enough. Besides, he was planning on going shopping soon anyways. Maybe he'd... bring the human along as well. And buy him stuff- Ashe'lyn closed his eyes. Holy . Slow Down.
The cat sighed out through his nose, then turned around, raising an eyebrow at the human. "I'm done. You can go ahead and put your things up." God, he could barely stare at them without looking EVERYWHERE. Just... almost everything about this human was near perfect, and it irritated the cat. And they were so.../big/. Like- they could probably swallow him whole in an embrace and now he was starting to swoon, okay, time to go. Ashe'lyn walked passed the human to return back into the living room, tail basically fitting between his legs.
Fridge. He had chocolates. That would help. Going into the kitchen, he walked to the fridge to open it. One of the first things he did when he got here was place an open packet of edible chocolates into the fridge to indulge in later. Plus, cold chocolate was superior. Grabbing the packet, only about 6 squares left [which was way more than enough], he closed the door to the fridge before shuffling back on the couch to plop back down on it and rest his legs on the cushions. Opening the thin and colored foil, he broke off two pieces and popped them into his mouth. The taste of chocolate immediately made him decompress, sighing through his nose as he lowered down into the couch a bit more,
How did he let Thorne talk him into this ? He guessed Karma worked fast.
@♡ ashe'lyn moon The human watched the cat hybrid with a half smirk on his face as the other spoke, it was clear that he was amused by what was going on. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the compliment, raking his eyes over the other male to take in their appearance before meeting their eyes again as they passed by him. He turned to follow them, pausing go grab his backpack before resuming to the bedroom they’d be sharing. So far Roan was absolutely entertained and intrigued by the cat hybrid.
The room was nice, and spacious enough for the two of them. He had a feeling he was going to enjoy the hybrids company and he couldn’t wait for them to get to know each other, and he was glad that Ashe wasn’t holding back on getting comfortable.
“I don’t have much, so I’ll wait until you’re done and then I’ll put mines away. If that’s okay with you.” He said softly, once again dropping his backpack as he continued to look around. “This is a really nice place.” He hummed, plopping down on the bed with a sigh, “this bed is definitely more comfortable so I’m sorry in advance if I get too cuddly during the night.” he laughed softly but it wasn’t a joke, Roan did tend to get very huggy in his sleep, and it’s because he grew up with bunny and panther hybrids.
Ashe'lyn held his stuffie protectively. He'd rather sleep outside than to ever let him handle his Quackie. "No." He said more like a brat, pouting in his words and his ears laying flat on his head. "I'll scratch you." And he was quite quick to show off his nails. He just got them sharpened. Though, as the male walked off a bit, he couldn't help but to stare at the and take them in. They were.../so/ his type and he absolutely in /hated/ that fact. And their fashion choices, chefs kiss. Ashe enjoyed all types of fashion. As long as you could make it work, he liked it.
"You look nice..." He muttered, feeling heat rush up to his cheek before passing by them; tail brushing against them as he did so. "And no, I was...sort of joking. I think the whole point of this...companion thing is to get close." Ugh. Just saying that made his skin crawl. But...was it...really out of a bad feeling? "But if you want to, be my guest. I have another ah..." He motioned towards the duck in his arms. "One in my luggage if you'll be too lonely~" He smirked, turning his head before heading to.../their/ bedroom. "Come come, this is where we'll be sleeping I guess..."
He sighed as he entered the room. It was a cute little space. Nice sized bed, another couch to rest on, the bathroom was small but decent and the closet was more than enough for the both of them. He walked over to the closet, sliding open the door a little more so he could bend down. "I'm still packing up but, I made enough room for you too." He said as he looked in his suitcase to see just how much he needed to put up. Wasn't much. Just a few coats, sleepwear and lingerie he had still sitting there. "If it's not enough space just... let me know." He said as he rose back up, turning half way to look at them. "I won't mind moving my stuff over." The cat shrugged, then walking over to the bed to place down his duck all comfortably against the pillows before walking back over to the closet to continue unpacking his things.
The males eyes followed the cat’s movements, noticing the little pink duck. ‘cute.’ he mentally thought to himself as a small smile curled at his lip at the sight. He didn’t take his eyes off the hybrid as he walked around the couch and pulled up his socks. He couldn’t help but notice how nice the others thighs were but he brought his eyes up to look at their face, chuckling at their words.
“I don’t mind sleeping on the couch, if you’re sharing that little guy. I might get lonely.” He lifted a hand to point at the pink duck stufie that the hybrid was holding, it was quite adorable.
“But seriously, I don’t mind, I swear.” He said as he looked around while sliding his backpack off his shoulders, walking farther into the apartment to drop it on the floor but still out of the way. “I hope we’ll make the best of our time here, together.”
At a point, the kitten began to fall asleep. He didn't mean to, but he'd gotten so comfortable and warm by curling in on himself that he was starting to nod off. Sleep was not his friend that previous night, because he was so nervous about this day that his body refused to allow him to sleep. So, he preoccupied himself in making a piece he'd been holding back on making, and literally finished it in a night. He, at best, gotten two hours of sleep.
Just.. a little cat nap would be fine.
And that's exactly what it was. Five minutes until the twitching of his ear had woken him up and the sound of footsteps echoed through both ears. The cat slowly turned slightly from his position, just enough to look behind him with a pouty, tired expression. Ears twitching. Oh. Roan was here.
...
/Oh/. /Roan was here/.
The cat's eyes widened a bit, arms tightening around his stuffie as he realized the position he was in. . This was exactly what he wanted to avoid. . Was there use of hiding it? Roan was literally already staring at him, and it was obvious to see that Ashe was holding /something/. . . This was so weird.
Ashe let out a little breath like a huff, slowly sitting up on the couch with a low meow. He ran a hand through his hair, looking over at the human with an unimpressed face. "It's comfortable. Maybe if you'd gotten here sooner then you'd be here instead of me~" He scoffed softly with the slight roll of his eyes, slowly rising up from the couch. It was too late now. Might as well hold his little buddy, Quackie, with pride. The cat walked behind the couch, and once he got there, he pulled up his pink knitted thigh highs that rolled down a bit on the couch.
"All yours~ I'll take the bed." He smirked. He was joking, clearly. He would never do that... at least not to this human.
Roan didn’t expect to get purchased for a trail. He knew they had a nice time on their little date…more than a nice time because it was obvious they thoroughly enjoyed each other’s company. But he didn’t think he’d get to experience the trail with the hybrid. And now that he was seated in the car, packed and on his way to the apartment they were practically gonna be living in together for two weeks, it was sinking in that there was no going back.
It wasn’t like he was nervous—okay he was ing nervous—but it was more so that he was anxious. Because he’s never lived with any other hybrids other than they ones he grew up with so he was /used/ to them. He was used to their quirks and differences when it came to wild hybrids but Ashe was a cat, he basically just turned a full grown cat hybrid. Definitely a bit more tame than the felines in his family. But he had a feeling that he didn’t have to worry, that he and Ashe will be okay if they really clicked enough.
Plus Roan wanted to there. He wanted to see if he could live up the male’s expectations of a companion even though he knew he didn’t have to. But Ashe made him want, made him want the human to take care of him and see him smile, even if it was just in a platonic manner. And that’s what Roan planned to do for those two weeks, take care of Ashe as much as he could.
As the car pulled over to drop him off, the human slid his back over his shoulders and climbed out, walking around to the back so he could pull the rest of his belongings out. He bid the driver farewell before he started heading up to the apartment, trying to breathe evenly to calm his nerves down as he was now getting a little shy to see the hybrid once again. And knowing that they’ll be basically two strangers living together for two weeks. He knocked on the door politely before he entered, looking around a bit as he closed the door behind him; just as his eyes landed on the hybrid on the couch.
“Don’t tell me, you’ve already taken over the couch?” He asked playfully, knowing the hybrid could hear him from where he was.
This entire thing was so different for the cat. To even /consider/ having a companion for two weeks was /different/. Stupid brother. Stupid dad. Stupid cute, handsome ing human he found himself daydreaming about. //. It was all so annoying and /weird/. But Thorne'lyn was right. He needed to try something different and getting his heart toyed around with was absolutely out of the picture. But who's to say that won't happen again. He didn't /know/ the human, he didn't /know/ his intentions. But...god they were literally everything he looked in a man in- no, /no/, now's not the time. He needed to focus on unpacking all of this for the next two weeks.
Just the thought of living with another man, a stranger, for two weeks was making his anxiety rush his heart, but also being with this human made butterflies flutter around in his stomach and he ing hated it. What if Roan couldn't stand him? What if /he/ couldn't stand /Roan/? Meeting someone for a day and /living/ with them were two completely different situations. Why was this so ing difficult!
"Okay. /Okay/! Ashe. Calm down, you're doing it again." Ashe'lyn said to himself in a calm, yet irritable tone. He was making himself anxious and overthinking, assuming scenarios that never happened and /probably/ never will. Probably. "Just... ing unpack, and unwind before they get here. That's all." He huffed to himself. "You have a three days off of work. Just relax..." It was something he did with himself every now and then, talking himself down from blowing into a mini anxiety attack that he didn't need, and that would just result in him completely cancelling the trial purchase.
He sighed softly, placing some clothing he hung up from his suitcase and into the closet; color coded. Even the right color of shoes going below them. Of course, he left plenty of space for the other male. He wasn't /completely/ selfish. But there was one thing that did bug him. His stuffies. He brought two with him, but the thought of being seen as /weird/ or /strange/ for having something like that absolutely rattled his anxiety once again. Only his brother and father knew about it and the reasoning behind it. He /needed/ them. Actually... actually yeah he needed them. Right now. Ashe'lyn quickly pushed his suitcase near the closet to finish later and snagged up a little pink duck in his arms. All of this thinking was going to ing freak him out. Just a ten minute break in the living room to breathe, and he'll continue unpacking.
So, now he was laid up on the couch, stuffie in his arms and phone in hand just checking social media once and awhile with his ears laid flat on his head. This was stupid. This was all so stupid.
