Zeke was in heaven.
He was lying on something veeery soft and... warm? It was quite nice to snuggle in although it made a unhappy noise when he poked his cold nose into the warmth.
Wait.
Zeke's head shot up immediately just to see himself lying on top of the angel of the school, Gabriel.
'WHA-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!'
The terrified Pikachu shot off the bed and landed with a crash. 'Ow...' Zeke winced a S he felt his whole body throb in sync. His muscles felt like they had ripped apart and sewn themselves back together roughly.
'... Are you awake?'
Zeke looked up and was stunned into silence. A beautiful creature was staring at him. His senses were going into overload with how close his crush for two years was to him. T-two meters! That was ten times closer up than sitting six tables a way from him at the cafeteria!
Seeing the poor boy get a nosebleed, Gabriel decided to put him out of his misery and sat up to get clothes for Zeke.
Meanwhile, Zeke was hacking a crisis. He could see the shape of Gabriel's ass from where he was sitting on the floor and he was almost drooling from imagining the softness.
Gabriel, who had no idea of these perverted thoughts, just thought Zeke was a very clingy person by nature.
Yesterday, Zeke had succeeded in going to sleep half naked and standing up with only his boxers and a sleeveless shirt on. All the while clinging to Gabriel in the living room.
It had been quite the struggle for Gabriel to move Zeke back into his room as his dear brother, Morocco, had been busy laughing with Caroline.
The two had practically turned into hyenas with how much they were laughing. Gabriel tsked and decided to get his revenge later that day.
Zeke, on the other hand, had not been the slightest bit uncooperative as he was manhandled into the bed. It had been quite a tight fit for the both of them on the bed. Fortunately, that was quickly fixed when Zeke cuddled him so hard that he did not even need a blanket. The only downside was he got a bedhead with how happily Zeke snuggled into his hair.
As he reached the closet, Gabriel snatched a change of clothes he had bought for his brother but had turned out to be three sizes larger than his own.
Throwing those on Zeke, he became preoccupied with finding shoes that fit Zeke.
On the other side of the house, a intensive squabbling was heard. 'AHAHHAHA IT'S MINE NOW!'
'HEY NO GIVE IT BACK!!!'
The two troublemakers, Caroline and Morocco, were yelling about Morocco's baby pictures. With Morocco flushing a bright red crson that clashed terribly with his appearance.
'-NONO HAND IT OV--'
His sentence was interrupted by Caroline almost crashing to the floor, only to be saved by her butterflies. Morocco had become too excited, and unintentionally started using his powers. A faintly freezing aura came from him as he grabbed the photos from Caroline before placing them carefully behind a shelf.
Although he did not like the photos, his brother would surely kill him for ruining something so cute of himselve. Which was why he had to keep them safe.
Morocco calmed down and discovered that it was easier to use ice if it was connected to the ground. And it was quite hard to control its form.
Suddenly, he felt a shiver running down his spine. It seems Caroline felt the chilling presence as well because she is sweating bullets and shaking with her butterflies huddling closer to her.
Morocco shook off his fear and decided to jump into his brother's room as it was safer with more people.
He quickly backs away from the room while glancing warily at everything and grabs a lamp as his weapon. Caroline follows suit and takes the knife she had stolen from Morocco's kitchen earlier.
Looking at the old, shabby room, it surely does not seem as though there is a monster or anything threatening, but Morocco knows better than to be careless. He takes another glance and, nodding to Caroline, they both bolt out the door and slam it shut like a hot potato.
Inside the room, there is a very loud crashing sound and hissing fills the room for a moment. The noise stops quickly and Caroline glances at Morocco for a clear just to see his face going pale.