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A drop of water fell onto the pony's ear and with a twitch, Mellow woke up from his nap. He had never sleep so well after joining Amityville, ghouls were everywhere and his naps usually not lasted for 15 minutes before a ghoul spotted him. He missed the days he hid in the library in his home town, made a book stood and fell asleep behind it.

He was glad he acquired a nap buddy, someone who he could hide behind from the evil horrible female creatures. His hair slightly messed up through the rubbing against Torsten's tail, his nap buddy was still in his dream so Mellow tried to wake himself up by blinking. He reached out to rub his ears gently for a light massage, his tail patted against the ground lightly.

Seeing Torsten's sweet smiling sleep face, he wanted to nap again.......

He got a cuddly size pillow while he got a big pillow, they were perfect match. Suddenly such thought went into Mellow's mind. More awaken than Torsten, the yellow of his eyes were warmer than usual, "Yup, Torsten. Best nap ever since I went to Amityville." His green tail flickered left and right like a happy feline, just he was an equine instead. Sometimes it flopped onto the dragon's tail for a while before it turned to another side.

The Ceffyl dwr didn't mind the intimacy, he loved how warm it was when they were cuddled together even it was summer time. He bet the feeling would be even better in winter. "You said you want me to go to your room before the nap, right?" Feeling the little bit of sweats, he realized it would be great if they went swimming, let's suggest that later, Mellow wondered.

Staying with Torsten was something different, he was calm outside and inside. He didn't tense up for once nor flipping tables in his mind, his soul was peaceful, like soaked in cool water.

He took his hand and ran with him, Torsten seemed to be excited that he fastened his footsteps. Mellow was wind so he didn't ask him to slow down. The oriental themed room was something Mellow only saw on books in the library, he couldn't move his eyes and was amazed. He realized he was from another totally different culture, and he was just standing at the door, eyes flickering around from left to right, top to bottom.

He got pulled in and settled down on the rug, he immediately checked his boots as reaction to Torsten's words. Luckily, he only walked on the concrete floor today. Taking off his boots, his feet sank into the short furs of the rug, it was a bit itchy but soft, like some short grasses. He kicked his feet to feel it more like a kid wearing rain boots jumped in puddles.

The face that the dragon made was familiar, it was when his mother wanted him to put on a dress, but he was Torsten! Mellow believed the dragon won't do anything bad to him, so even though he was a bit tensed up, he smiled mildly at him and his chest box. "What's in it?"

He leaned closer to take a look at the jewelry, ruby, pearl, sapphire, the box was filled with shiny colors. Mellow had to look away for a while because the glitters and gleams dizzied the poor pony, he'd never seen so many jewels in one time. Thankfully Torsten was speaking soon and he would look at him. "F-For me....are you sure?" Then there was a kiss pressed on his cheek. Mellow felt he must be blushing from ears to neck, all red like a juicy apple. "It-It's beautiful, I love it, thank-thank you."

The Ceffyl Dwr quickly looked away, "I-I don't think everyone would like this kind of intimacy, but I like it. Just-Just be careful with it." Jack, he bit his tongue. Mellow wondered if the dragon's parents tell him not to kiss anyone, especially ghouls (that was a point Mellow added). The school was full of different species, some might view it as invitations while others would take the chance to return the favour. He was worried for the innocent boil.

He also felt something off, sour and bitter as he thought of the idea Torsten kissing everyone.

There was a shy smile on Mellow's face for a thank you. "I love this color, I'm proud of it." His body color was the loveliest among all. He might be a failure as a Ceffyl Dwr, but he was the prettiest pony in his clan, it was something he was very proud of. "I like your hair as well, feels like I am touching silk fabric." He reached out to let Torsten's hair slid on his hand. "Do you want to grow it longer?"

The pony turned the string on his wrist a few times until it wasn't dangling freely, his fingers brushed over the slightly cool sensation of the beads. He loved it a lot, such a nice gift from Torsten. The gentle action however halted when he heard the dragon did that to another two creeple. "Another two?" He asked, telling himself he wasn't prying or unhapppy for that.

Mellow knew, from Torsten's smiles that he was having fun with his reactions. Instead of anger and frustration, he felt embarrassed, slightly joyful and many baskets of helplessness. Why baskets? Because sugar cubes were held in baskets in his homeland.

He waved awkwardly to dismiss, "You don't need to - I mean - if you want to, I won't ask you to stop." He gritted and gave up speaking. Words muddled, he was bewildered with his mind and not knowing what he had said. He was upset but why? "I don't mind at all, I mean the greeting." His eyebrows raised and dropped for the sourness that the dragon didn't tell him who they were. Was their friendship too shallow for that? On the other hand, he thought of it. They just met for the first day, and he shouldn't be asking too much. He nodded unconsciously as he convinced himself and pressed everything down.

That nod might be regarded as the answer to the smaller boil's question. "That would be a good idea, you've - beautiful hair. I love to touch it." He said, but unaware of what he had said. Torsten had that kind of charisma to lower his defense and make him talk naturally.

Their positions made Torsten's not so short hair brushed against Mellow's laps, the pony was so thankfully that he was wearing long pants that day or it would be so embarrassing. He was much distracted, thighs gently rubbed each other to hopefully get rid of the ticklish sensation the silky hair induced. His ears twitched and tail jolted and brushed behind him in nervous beats. The big smile of the dragon might be a great focus against that and when he called his name, his eyes were all on him.

"If you don't mind me sleeping here....we will.." He didn't finish it because he knew Torsten would get it. Despite the anxiety and discomfort being so close to someone for that long, Mellow couldn't deny he feel great about cuddling with the dragon. He was warm and hearing his breathe, he felt calm and peaceful. It was the first time he felt that, he was helpless because he could share it with no one.

His eyes afloat in the room, searching for a place for a perfect nap. A nap would wash all his sourness and unknown vexation away, that was a good suggestion. He didn't need to be bothered by that right now, nap time with Torsten was more important. "...I can grow mine if you want......"