I wake up and find Mickey wrapped around me, his head against my chest. He’s clinging on for dear life, like he’s afraid I’m going to leave him behind if he lets go.
It startles me that it’s not Torin before rememberingwhereTorin is.
Carefully, I try to extract myself from Mickey’s arms, but he sure has me held tightly. “Don’t leave me,” he mumbles.
“Well… I have to get up,” I say, wondering whether he’s actually joking or not. I have my suspicions that he’s not. I know that Mickey isn’t always the happy-go-lucky guy he portrays in front of others, but he’s always been reluctant to open up, even to me.
Mickey sighs. “I’m still tired. We should sleep more.”
“We’ve slept for like ten hours straight,” I say. “And why are you cradled in my arms?”
“Because they seemed so comfy, and I could pretend you were a hunk.”
I push him off me as he turns it into a joke. “You’re ridiculous.”
Mickey laughs and claps his hands. Tommy rises up out of the ground—I guess there’s no point in restricting Mickey from having his undead with him now that the magic cat is out of the bag—and rushes forward to clothe him. It’s really very ridiculous and even more so when Tommy tries to clothe me too.
“I actually know how to put my clothes on,” I inform him.
“Where’s Torin?” Mickey asks.
“Snuggling with Vero,” I say. “You didn’t hear them having a slumber party last night?”
“Oh no, I heard nothing once I fell asleep.”
I wander over to the other room and open the door before looking in at the two dead-asleep gods. They’re each huddled on their sides of the bed with their little scraps of blanket and no pillow.
Mickey snorts out a laugh. “What happened in here?”
“Fuck if I know. Hey, let’s get this day started.”
Torin groans as he opens his eyes and looks right into Vero’s eyes, who’s inches from him. They both jerk back in disgust and swiftly exit the bed like they’re embarrassed to have been found sleeping in the same bed.
“Looks like we missed out on a pillow fight and a slumber party,” Mickey observes.
“It was absolute torture and I have suffered greatly,” Torin says as he rushes over and wraps me up in his arms like he has to recharge. “Much better. So much better.” Then he sniffs me like he even missed my scent, which makes me laugh and shove him off while he chuckles.
“You’re such a weirdo,” I tell him affectionately.
The second Vero stands up, he whips his pants off and struts right on by us in order to reach the bag that holds clean clothes.
I think all three of us are startled by the sudden dick on display while he yanks on some clothes Kim had sent for him. Mickey’s eyes snap up from the dick, right to my eyes beforeflicking back like he could possibly think that I’ve missed any part of this.
“What are you waiting for?” Vero snaps.
“I don’t… actually know,” I say as I realize I’d been staring just as much as everyone else. The three of us hastily leave the room while feeling slightly uncertain what just happened.
“He’s trying to seduce you,” Torin announces.
“He can seduce me,” Mickey mutters. “Did you see that? Did you see that fine dangly-do?”
“You’re both ridiculous,” I say as I head to the bathroom with Torin trailing after me.
“Seduction tactic,” he grumbles. “His penis isn’t even as nice as mine.”
“You got a good look at it, eh?” I tease.
“I did.”
