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Cellbit feels like he's high right now.
Well, not actually, but the sentiment's still there. The point is, the last twenty-four hours had been a rollercoaster of emotions, from him waking up in a white unknown room with Felps on the other side. Both of them try to solve the puzzle that separates them, to the overwhelming sounds of everyone's voices as they successfully rescue them.
The most alarming thing, however, is the fact that, apparently, he has been kidnapped for several days, days of which he doesn't even remember. And the fact that his brown hair has earned a mysterious white streak in it.
But still, even with these things concerning him, Cellbit can't deny that he feels grateful that they didn't hate or abandon him even after what he said and did to them, especially Forever, whom, when they meet face to face, has hugged him so tightly that, for a moment, Cellbit feared that he would suffocate. But instead of the hatred that Cellbit expected, the other only whispered that he hates being the head of the Order and has threatened him that if he thinks about pulling this shit again, he will punch him for it.
And then there's Roier.
Roier, who has been by his side the entire time. Who is one of the two people who he told his plan to, who is the person standing in front of him right now, his face and clothes blanketed by a thin layer of dirt and the smell of smoke from fighting monsters to saved him, but somehow still managed to be the most beautiful man in the world right now in his eyes.
A tug on his sleeve snaps him out of his daydream. Cellbit blinks, his ears zoning back into Roier in front of him. The spider hybrid is smiling softly at him, his six eyes fully open, and another tug on his sleeve makes him realize he has been staring at Roier with probably the dopiest, most lovesick look on his face.
The cat hybrid clears his throat as he looks down at Richarlyson, who has been impatiently tugging on his sleeve this whole time.
"What is it, Richarlyson?" Cellbit gently asked, and he saw Roier looking at Richarlyson as well.
Richarlyson smiled mischievously as he quickly wrote his sign showing it to them.
"So, are you two going to get married now?"
Cellbit feels himself and Roier choke on air as the words register, and Cellbit feels his cheeks burning at the question. Roier no doubt feels the same.
Their friends, who are near them, look shocked as well, and Cellbit is immediately bombarded by Felps, who is talking in rapid Portuguese, asking him if they're married.
Roier is not better. He quickly asks Richarlyson what makes him think that, which Richarlyson responds with an "it's by popular vote kkkkkkkk"
It's not until Foolish asked them "are you guys getting married??" That Roier finally sheepishly answered back. "Maybe, but I don't have a ring on my finger, I don't know!"
Cellbit feels his heart thumping in his chest at Roier's words. He knew that if he wanted to marry Roier, this would be his chance, and he let himself think about it. They're basically dating already, and Cellbit knows that, with the federation still a thing, he can't afford to waste any time, and the thought of him and Roier being husbands makes his heart fluster and his face warm.
So instead of hesitating for any more second, Cellbit immediately looked at his backpack for any recipe for making a wedding ring. Unfortunately, there's none, but before he can feel discouraged by it, Cellbit looks at Roier, who is looking for a ring just like him, take his hand, and shyly asks.
"Do-do you want to get married?"
Roier smile at him, his smile so bright that the detective feels blinded by them as he links one of their fingers together and answers his question.
"If you want...... then yes."
Cellbit laughed brightly at the words, "then we're getting married!"
"Yeah!!"
Both of them laugh at the unusual proposal, but their faces shine with happiness. And Cellbit feels like this is the best choice he has ever made in his life.
Suddenly, a donut is placed in his free hand, and when he turns around, Felps is there, smiling at him as he suggests this as a temporary ring for them.
Roier laughed at the suggestion, but he didn't say anything when Cellbit slowly placed the donut hole in his ring finger, just like how you would with a real ring, and both of them couldn't help but giggle at the exchange, and maybe from their newfound happiness as well.
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After the party is officially over, everyone goes back to their home, and Cellbit and his fiancée (Cellbit have been calling Roier his fiancée in his head for the last couple of hours, and he still can't believe it's real) go to his castle for the night, while Richarlyson sleeps with his Pai Felps tonight.
When they arrive at the castle, both of them immediately take turns taking a bath and get out of their dirty clothes and change into something more sleep-appropriate.
After his bath, Cellbit immediately throws himself face-first onto the bed, groaning when his body finally relaxes after such a stressful and eventful day. He hears Roier snickering behind him, and he turns his body so that they're now face to face.
Roier just got out of his shower, he's wearing a white tank top that absolutely highlights his muscular arms and a short boxer that does a supreme job at showing how nice and big his ass is.
Cellbit knows that he's absolutely staring, and he knows that Roier knows it too, but he can't be embarrassed about his staring when his fiancée looks so pleased about it.
"Like what you see, Gatinho?" Roier whispers seductively as he lays down next to him, while jokingly wiggling his eyebrows in that ridiculous way of his.
Laughing softly, Cellbit takes the other's hand and leaves a series of soft kisses on his wrist and moves upwards as he smiles, "always, Guapito."
Evidently, Roier did not expect that, because his face flushed pink and he let out a flustered laugh.
Or maybe the reaction is from the kisses Cellbit is now leaving on his neck, but who's to say?
After a few silent moments of Cellbit kissing his neck and occasionally sucking a few hickies there while Roier hums softly at the action, it comes as a little surprise when Cellbit feels a purr rising up in his chest. But before he can be embarrassed about it, Roier slowly drags his hand up to Cellbit's hair and scratches the cat ears there.
Cellbit feels himself becoming mush by the action, his eyes closing automatically, and his purr becomes louder as he relaxes even more. Cellbit feels himself on the verge of sleep when he suddenly feels a pair of fangs scraping his neck, and he's slowly becoming tense when the hoarse voice of his fiancée whispers hotly against his neck.
"Sorry, I can't help myself, I just..... miss you so much, Gatinho, just relax."
Just like that, Cellbit feels himself relaxed in the other's body again as he opens his eyes to look at Roier, who is making himself home in the crook of his neck while his fangs gently scraping his neck, not enough to break the skin, but enough to drive him crazy all the same.
Cellbit lifts his beloved's face up from his neck to plant kisses on his face, making the spider hybrid retract his fangs to smile at him, his expression so tender and in love that the cat hybrid might cry and combust at the spot if he looked at it any longer.
"I love you so much, Guapito." Cellbit whispers, his voice thick from the love that's suffocating him.
"I love you too, Gatinho." Roier replied as he pulled Cellbit closer to him and continued to pet his ears.
They stay in that comfortable bubble for a few more moments before both of them yawn, exhaustion finally catching up to them, and Cellbit plants one last kiss on Roier's forehead before hugging him close and closing his eyes.
"Goodnight, Guapito."
"Goodnight, Gatinho."
And Cellbit's last thought before he sleeps is that he's so glad that he proposed to Roier, because he is the happiest he's been right now, and he knows that nothing can ever change this.