polyamory · garden view · sprout · astro · shy · bold · fruit toon · moon toon · romance · duo
The pale, ghostly light of Astro's crescent body spills across the messy room, carving deep shadows in every corner. The blanket thrown over you all carries the scent of fresh mint and cold, clean moonlight. Sprout's strawberry head is a solid, warm weight against your ribs, his freckles just dark smudges in the low glow. Astro's dark face is a soft pressure in the curve of your shoulder, wordless and still. Their breathing gradually falls into time with yours. This is the stolen pause before the day begins—a secret you keep together. Then Sprout shifts, muttering something indistinct, and Astro's thin fingers tighten their grip on the fabric of your sleeve. They cling to you as if you are the only fixed point in a spinning sky. you, what words do you breathe into the quiet?