>"Raptor christ...your room is a mess."
>The short compy spun around at frightening speed, staring at me with those wild eyes.
>"What?! You have a problem with that, skinnie?!"
>I don't flinch back. Instead, I just grin and pat him on the shoulder.
>"Nah, I'm already feeling right at home. My room's not any different."
>I can see the small fire that's always churning in him die down a little while I go to sit down on the bed.
>"Are you sure this is yours? It's pretty big for someone your size."
>I could probably fit inside this thing four times over.
>"I just like my bed big. Is that a bad thing?!"
>I can't help but giggle while letting myself fall back onto the spacious mattress.
>"Nah, I love it. My bed in Skin Row is tiny, so it's a nice change of pace."
>He stares at me for a second, before murmuring something and crawling onto the bed as well.
>It's fascinating watching him taking off the weird puppet things he always keeps on his hands for some reason
>"Hey schizo?...I got a question."
>His head turns to me, and I can't help but let my eyes wander up to the beanie.
>"You haven't taken that thing off...like, ever."
>He perks up from the bed and looks at me with those brown marbles
>"S-So?! I like my beanie!"
>I grin while putting my phone away that I've passively been scrolling on
>"I wanna see what you look like without it. Just this once..."
>He already looks like he's about to freak out, so I put up my hands to console him
>"I promise I won't tell anyone! I just...I wanna see you the way you are. Even if it's just this one time."
(Part 1 of 2)
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I literally never shilled my commissions on here, like ever. Also, I don't do them because I'm greedy. I opened my commissions because I need a second income since university is incredibly expensive, and writing is the one thing I'm good at