Running • Iggy

Humans

"Sweetheart..." A familiar voice whispered in my ear gently, sending shivers down my spine. I whined and buried my head against the couch cushions. It had been 3 days since I had written about my nightmare to Iggy. He had explained it to the rest of the flock whenever they woke up the next day, and they were completely understanding too. Now, it was going to be the first of many visits from Broghan's trusted workforce friends who were going to help us create an undeniable file of evidence against the Burnen Corporation and their workers and associations.

"C'mon. Up now." Iggy said, patting my waist gently. I shook my head and hugged my pillow harder. I hadn't slept the night before due to the devil of what is called 'Period Cramps', which I was still suffering from, and I was unusually exhausted for only a day lacking sleep. I hadn't even started bleeding yet and I was already getting cramps. Speaking of, I needed to make sure Broghan had sanitary pads or tampons. I'm sure she did, though.

"No..." I whimpered. "Leave me alone..." He stilled his hand and seemed to contemplate something. "You didn't sleep, huh?" He sighed as he lay down behind me. I was facing the back of the couch, so I was tucked in a couch x Iggy sandwich. Huh. That takes me back. It was comfortable as all hell though.

"No." I shook my head. "Don't wanna do life today." I decided, which made Iggy chuckle. "I feel the same, but sadly, we have company in half an hour. I tried to wake you up before, but it was like you were a rock. You just wouldn't get up." He informed me, running his hands from my waist around to the middle of my stomach. 

"Tell them to go away then." I protested tiredly. "I wanna just cuddle all day and eat strawberries and watch anime... Not that I even can. There's no internet service out here." I pouted.

Iggy sighed and nuzzled his nose against the back of my neck. "I'll give you cuddles later, yeah? We're not recording today, it's just a talk to get to know the people. And I'll ask Broghan if she has any more strawberries - but I think you've eaten every strawberry in America at this rate." He teased lightly.

"Cuddles and strawberries now." I fought back. Iggy groaned and gently grazed his teeth over the back of my neck, fake biting me. "Stop being difficult, you little affectionate tabby kitten. I'll give you as many hugs as you want later on, but unless you're okay with cuddling me around people, we can't have cuddles now." He whispered, just loud enough for me to hear. There wasn't anyone else in earshot, so I wasn't too concerned about throwing a mini tantrum, even if it was just me being difficult to delay him slipping away from me and the cold air hitting my back again. Plus, he was distracting me from cramps.

"10 minutes?" I whimpered, wiggling around until I was facing him, pressed up against his chest. Iggy gave me a playful yet stern look. He then looked down and went red. I only had enough time to be confused before he raised one of his arms and pulled the oversized t-shirt I was wearing farther up my chest. Apparently, it had slipped down and was showing a lot of cleavage. I went bright red and buried my head into his chest. "Sorry..." I whimpered.

"Don't say sorry, idiot. I just didn't wanna be a pervert." His words rumbled against my face, instantly making me feel drowsy and safe. He always made me feel safe, though sometimes I was a little on edge due to whatever the hell my brain does to me on a daily, no, second-ly basis. "5 minutes, then you get up and get ready. How about that?"

"10."
"5."
"10."
"6."
"10."
"6."
"10."
"Fine, back down to 5."
"7..?"
"7 works."

We ended up cuddling for 20 minutes. Actually, we would've for longer if Fang hadn't rudely interrupted my happy time. "They're going to be here in 10, just to let you know." He said from the doorframe.

"Help. She's kidnapped me. I can't escape the cuddle prison." Iggy begged dramatically. When he tried to get up, I just used my strength to hold him in place. "Mine..." I murmured sleepily. Fang made an audibly amused noise. "You're on your own with this one. Plus, you're already ready. She's the one who needs to get ready."