It Had to Be You (Part 1/4)animatedc9000November 23 2012, 07:21:45 UTC
Timothy had never felt so vulnerable in his entire life. He could take a jab and dish it back no problem. It didn't even matter if it was physical or verbal. Whatever heated argument came up, the mouse could usually bounce right back
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It Had to Be You (Part 2/?)animatedc9000November 23 2012, 07:25:16 UTC
Neither of them were sure who broke it off, but the two of them were soon clearing their throats, blushing and looking nervously in any other direction other than at each other
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It Had to Be You (Part 3/?)animatedc9000November 23 2012, 07:28:26 UTC
Jiminy cupped a hand underneath the mouse's chin. “Maybe I could fill in the blanks. Before I met you, I never had a real friend or companion that cared about me the way that I cared about you. I could never find myself connecting with anyone else, really. Sure, I might still talk to other people...”
“Jiminy...”
“And might have fun with them every once and a while...”
“Jiminy, please...”
“Even then, it feels like they don't thrill me at all.”
“Jiminy, you're makin' me blush...”
“But tell me, why should it be true...?”
“Oh god.” Timothy nearly over-dramatically melted in Jiminy's arms. He was singing to him in that smooth, sensual voice that could connect to anyone that listened to him. Timothy had always been impressed by Jiminy's singing abilities, something that he could never dream of comparing to.
“That I get a kick...” Jiminy punctuated the last word with a small kiss onto Timothy's nose
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It Had to Be You (Part 4/4)animatedc9000November 23 2012, 07:30:02 UTC
“Ah, geez...” There the mouse went again, blushing like a schoolgirl as he scratched the back of his neck nervously. “Do I hafta?”
Jiminy shook his head and held the mouse's hands at arm's length. “You don't have to,” he replied before gazing into his boyfriend's eyes, “but I'd appreciate it very much if you sang even a verse of something for me.”
Timothy blushingly grinned at him. “Jiminy... God, Jiminy...” The cricket was being too adorable now, especially under the moonlight. “Why do I do... just as... y-you say?” he nervously sang. “Why do I just... give you your way?” He really wasn't used to singing like this. Jiminy noticed this and silently urged him to continue. “Wh-Why do I sigh? … Why don't I try to forget? There must have been that... somethin'... lovers call... call fate?” The mouse glanced at Jiminy, not fully remembering the words.
“That's right, keep going,” the cricket whispered.
“... kept on tellin' me I had ta wait? I saw them all...” Timothy sighed, gazing at Jiminy. “Just couldn't fall 'til we met. It had to
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Timothy Q. Mouse/Jiminy Cricket, or just the two of them as friends or interacting.
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Until then, OMG I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS IDEA! x33
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“Jiminy...”
“And might have fun with them every once and a while...”
“Jiminy, please...”
“Even then, it feels like they don't thrill me at all.”
“Jiminy, you're makin' me blush...”
“But tell me, why should it be true...?”
“Oh god.” Timothy nearly over-dramatically melted in Jiminy's arms. He was singing to him in that smooth, sensual voice that could connect to anyone that listened to him. Timothy had always been impressed by Jiminy's singing abilities, something that he could never dream of comparing to.
“That I get a kick...” Jiminy punctuated the last word with a small kiss onto Timothy's nose ( ... )
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Jiminy shook his head and held the mouse's hands at arm's length. “You don't have to,” he replied before gazing into his boyfriend's eyes, “but I'd appreciate it very much if you sang even a verse of something for me.”
Timothy blushingly grinned at him. “Jiminy... God, Jiminy...” The cricket was being too adorable now, especially under the moonlight. “Why do I do... just as... y-you say?” he nervously sang. “Why do I just... give you your way?” He really wasn't used to singing like this. Jiminy noticed this and silently urged him to continue. “Wh-Why do I sigh? … Why don't I try to forget? There must have been that... somethin'... lovers call... call fate?” The mouse glanced at Jiminy, not fully remembering the words.
“That's right, keep going,” the cricket whispered.
“... kept on tellin' me I had ta wait? I saw them all...” Timothy sighed, gazing at Jiminy. “Just couldn't fall 'til we met. It had to ( ... )
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