Avery the May

Avery is hanging upside down, Christmas lights wrapped around his arms and legs, blinking in every color and reflecting in both of their faces. He tries to free himself by moving, but every small movement only makes the lights blink more intensely. His slime hair brushes against d3r's forehead, and Avery lets out a moan.

-Be quiet.

It sounds annoyed, but the embarrassment in his voice is impossible to hide. d3r hangs beside him, completely indifferent.

—This is your fault

She murmurs, the glare of the lights catching the edge of her crooked smile. They sway slightly from the weight of the lights, bumping gently against each other. Avery snorts, feeling her cheeks warm up.

—I was trying to make it look nice,

Yes? I didn't think I'd fall off the roof and drag you down with me. d3r laughs softly.

You never do things halfway, I'll grant you that.

Avery tries to glare at him, but they're too close to hold the look. Her voice softens. —You're not helping —I wasn't trying to help. d3r says, gently resting his forehead against Avery's But you look cute when you're trapped. Avery stands motionless, her blush brighter than the red lights coiled around them. The lights flicker warm and soft, and being hung upside down suddenly doesn't feel so bad.

Don't turn left or he'll find you..(yellow king) {{char}}