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Sword's breathing was heavy as he ran, the box holding Rockets present was tucked underneath his arm. Today was Rockets birthday!! Of course he had to get his best friend something special! The new, shiny pair of prosthetics in the box were a bit heavy, but Sword appeared to pay no mind to the extra weight slowing him down.
Sword constantly heard Rocket complaining about how rusty and old his current prosthetics were. Well, Rocket wasn't really wrong, it was becoming pretty obvious how old his current prosthetics were... so it seemed like something nice for Sword to do to give his friend a new pair! It wasn't much longer until Sword came face to face with his house.
when is Rocket going to get here?
Sword quickly burst his way through the doors and shut them behind him, stumbling over his feet as he rushed up the steps... maybe he could find a hiding spot for the box before Rocket got there? It would be nice to be able to surprise him. Sword swung the door open to his room and froze. His eyes widened as his breath caught in his throat. Rocket was... here already, and asleep in his bed? His heart was fluttering... why was his heart fluttering at the sight of Rocket sleeping in his bed??
He shook his head to push the thought away, was he hallucinating? When did Rocket get here? And why was Rocket in Sword's bed?
Sword slowly tried to tiptoe around his room without disturbing Rocket, he had to find a hiding spot before Rocket woke up and saw the present, or else it wouldn't be a surprise anymore. He swung open the closet door... there's barely enough room to hide anything in there, let alone a box this big... He pushed the thought to the side and tried to forcefully stuff the box inside with a grunt.
"Shit... why does my closet have to be so small...?" Sword muttered under his breath out of annoyance.
Rocket shifted in his sleep, grumbling slightly under his breath, causing Sword to freeze. shit... is he waking up? Sword grabbed the box and scrambled towards the bed, deciding it wasn't worth his time to try and stuff it into the closet and possibly get caught if Rocket woke up. Right as Sword slid the box under the bed, Rocket let out a yawn and blinked open his eyes. Sword shot up from the ground at the sound, awkwardly standing at the side of the bed as Rocket noticed he was home.
"Sword...? O-OH! Sword!" Rocket exclaimed, realizing Sword had caught him sleeping in his bed. He slid onto the bed next to Rocket "You were tired, huh? Did you even sleep last night?" Sword joked. Rocket looked away for a brief moment "...I think I probably only got like... two hours of sleep...? maybe less..." he mumbled under his breath; Sword just stared at him. "TWO HOURS??" he exclaimed, Rocket let out a sigh as he rested his head and Sword's shoulder. Rockets action caused Sword's heart to jump, watching Rocket's peaceful expression while tired was just too perfect for Sword to watch.
Rocket looked up at Sword and noticed his face was slightly flushed, and he smiled softly with the decision to tease Sword a little bit "Sword, are you blushing?" Rocket teased.
Sword tensed "Am not!"
"Yes you are! I can see it on your face!"
"Nuh uh! You're seeing things Rocket."
Rocket laughed softly and got up close to Sword's face, making Swords heart race faster "Cmon Sword just admit it, it's obvious!" Sword didn't give a reply, realizing Rocket was basically on top of him and pinning him down onto the bed. Rocket took notice at their position as well; Rocket didn't back down, and only grinned when he noticed Sword was taking glances at his lips as if debating whether or not he should make a move. Rocket, feeling like teasing his friend further, deliberately closed the distance between their lips, but not all the way, only hovering close enough as a silent ask to continue.
Sword's breath hitched as he realized what Rocket wanted to do, and he looked away, not sure himself. "Oh c'mon Sword! I know you want to!" Rocket exclaimed "...N-no..." Sword whispered to himself, Rocket froze, He realized just how in denial Sword probably was. Sword wasn't expecting Rocket to give him a small peck on the cheek, silently ushering him to stop being in such denial. He turned his head to look at Rocket, who was giving him the 'Will you do it now?' type of face. Sword sighed, looking defeated "...fine"
Rocket took no hesitation and crashed his lips again Swords, earning a startled squeak from Sword as he fell backwards onto the bed. A soft moan escaped Sword as Rockets tongue slipped into his mouth and began to explore. Rocket cupped Sword's face in his hands while Sword wrapped his arms around Rockets neck. Sword tried to return the kiss to Rocket, pushing his tongue back against Rockets; Rocket gave in and allowed Sword to control. "Ngh... Sword~..." Rocket moaned as he felt Sword's tongue gently explore his mouth, almost in a teasing manner.
Sword felt lost in the sensation of Rockets mouth, but a thought kept nagging him at the back of his mind. Was he really doing this to his best friend? Certainly this meant nothing between them, just friends, making out... that was.. definitely normal. Right? Two friends making out was totally normal! ...Then why was Sword feeling this flutter in his chest while he tasted Rockets mouth? It only intensified whenever he heard his friend moan... "Mm~, ngh~"
Swords eyes snapped open and he was brought back to reality when he felt Rocket tugging on his clothes, signaling to stop. He pulled back from Rockets lips, both of them gasped while a string of salvia connected their tongues. Sword hadn't realized how desperately he needed air until just now. He looked down at Rockets flushed face; it didn't help the fluttering in his chest and stomach at all... wait... looked down? Sword was on top of Rocket?? when did he get on top of Rocket???
"You know, Sword, I had no idea you felt like that towards me." Rockets voice broke through Sword's thoughts.
Sword looked at Rocket, who was looking at how Sword was pinning Rocket down to the bed. Sword's face flushed crimson red as he scrambled off of Rocket "I-I DO NOT!!" Sword yelped out. Swords frantic denial earned a soft chuckle from Rocket "Alright alright, whatever you say~" Rocket teased "But uhm, was what we just did my birthday present orrrrr...?" Sword perked up. "Oh! Right, your present!!" Sword exclaimed, eager to change the subject while he scrambled off of the bed and slid the box out from underneath it. He stood up, looked at Rocket and offered the box to him. Rocket took the box eagerly, taking a moment to look at it before unboxing it. A surprised gasp escaped Rocket, his eyes widening as he saw what was inside.
Rocket took one of the new, shiny prosthetics out "Are you serious? Am I dreaming?? This HAD to be pricey Sword!!!" Sword chuckled at how shocked Rocket was "It wasn't too bad, well, I would've got one of the higher quality ones if it wasn't for the price, this was the only one I could affor-"
Sword let out a surprised squeak as he was interrupted by the feeling of lips against his own again, and Rocket initiated another make out session as a 'thank you' towards Sword.