i and i (1x1)

"Ah!" Oliver said as he was wrapped into a bundle of bunny. He looked up at Keith, tilting his head. "I thought I just said you were good enough!" His eyes had a soft pleading look, as if all he wanted at this very moment was to hug and cuddle the man in front of him.

"Well, you were still cold. I can unwrap you if you want. But you look adorable this way" Keith murmured. Oliver was still wrapped in his arms. He unwound the blanket a bit. Leaving it on top of Oliver, but not around him.

Oliver blushed. "Are my ears hearing correctly or has the blanket made them hear static?" he asked upon hearing the compliment.

"You heard correctly" Keith murmured, his voice low, soft. He smiled, his eyes sliding half closed in contentment. He almost felt like purring, but that was more Adrian's style then his own.

Oliver turned his head to the side, then pulled the blanket to his face. He could only attempt to cover the blush, although it was a very sad attempt. "But why would you say that?" he asked in a rather hushed voice. His blush only grew a deeper red.

Keith arched an eyebrow, noting that Oliver was hiding in the blanket now.
"Cause it's true" He murmured softly. He felt oddly romantic, not really his style, but with Oliver, he felt it was necessary.
"Why?" You don't believe it's true?"

"It's just that...well...I'm a guy." he stammered, tail fluffing as he pulled the blanket over his face further. "I like how it feels with you, no matter how wrong it really is, though."

Keith's heart nearly froze.
"You think this is wrong?" He murmured, his body stiffening. Gods, it was always like this. They attracted to him, but in the end they always left, because it was 'wrong' or he was just good fling or something.

"That's what other people think. I personally don't give a care about a person's gender when it comes to anything. Love is love, it doesn't matter. What feels wrong is that we haven't known each other for a day, and look at us." he said, pressing a finger on Keith's arm.

"To be perfectly honest. Time means nothing to me anymore" Keith murmured softly. His life had been one huge rollercoaster, and he hung on to what he had, he had learned too.
"I don't care about gender either, sorry" Keith murmured, his face suddenly falling a bit.

"Then it's perfectly fine for me to do this, I'm hoping." With that, he bounced up and quickly pressed his lips against Keith's cheek before falling again. He tucked himself away into the blanket, peering out to see if it was safe.

Keith's eyes grew wide, and a small grin broke out on his slightly chapped lips.
"Hey" He said, seeing Oliver hidden in the blankets.
"What are you doing?" He murmured, shaking his head. He was really enjoying hanging out with Oliver, and he was finding him to be extremely amusing.

Oliver snuck out his head to look at Keith fully. "I'm hiding from your apparent 'wrath'." he said, laughing a small bit. His hands flung to his mouth, then he looked at the man. "You made me laugh."

"My apparant wrath?" Keith said, arching an eyebrow. He shook his head, smiling. "Is that a good thing?" He asked, meaning the laughing. He was still adjusting to Oliver's interesting personality. Prey hybrids were so much more skittish then the predator ones.

"I haven't laughed in the Heavens knows how long." he said, shifting.

"To be honest, I can't remember the last time I did" Keith murmured. The last time he had really, properly laughed had been when he was about 12, at least he thought that was it.
"I think I was twelve" He murmured softly.

"Then have-at-you!" he yelped, then proceeded to puff his tail on Keith's stomach.

Keith let out a small chuckle.
"What are you doing?" He asked, shaking his head.

"I'm attempting to make you laugh and I don't know if it's working." he said, turning around again. Then he lifted an ear and placed it on Keith's shoulder. Pulling up the other one, he placed it on the other shoulder.

"I don't really think I'm that tickelish" Keith murmured, "Now what are you doing?" He asked, some what confused. He felt a headache coming on. He glanced down at the ears, one on each of his shoulders and shook his head.

"I'm not sure." he answered, one of the ears twitching. Suddenly, Oliver scrambled upwards and kissed Keith again, but on the ear.

Keith jumped a bit in suprise. Oliver was incredibly fast, and his sudden movements were startling him. He felt his lips graze his ear and a small smile appeared on his face, although it wasn't a very big one. Keith had an incredibly hard time expressing his emotions.

Oliver sunk back down, then stuffed his face into Keith's chest. "Sorry." he said, the words muffled against skin.

"No it's fine" Keith said, smiling a bit more. He rubbed Oliver's back absentmindedly, remembering when he and Adrian had been younger and his twin doing the same to him when he had been upset.
"Just not as used to the quick movements" He murmured.

Oliver looked up. "Really?" he asked, expecting him to be more used to them. Then he felt something on his back move. He yelped, then squirmed.