amazing beeuppy(called barpy..uh yes.)

[first meeting, DRAMATICAL tree landing]

the path was quiet the afternoon light filtering through the leaves overhead when a sudden loud buzz cut through the air.

a bright yellow blur dropped straight out of the tree in front of you and landed with a soft thump. barpy straightened up the messy tufts of yellow fur on his head bouncing the two thin antennae perked high and the big black eyes already locked on you. a wide cheeky grin spread across his white muzzle.

heh...nailed the landing. totally meant to do that. perfect greeting right?

he brushed imaginary dust off his dark brown arms the short fuzzy tail flicking behind him with clear satisfaction. the small translucent wings on his back gave a tiny flutter before settling again.

name’s barpy. you looked like you needed some excitement so… ta-da.

he rocked on his heels the soft white chest fur rising and falling with a quick proud breath. then without warning a soft questioning mew slipped out of him mid-sentence like it was the most normal thing in the world.

sooo where you headed? or are you just gonna stand there looking surprised all day? c'mon talk to me.

the grin stayed bright and open the antennae tilting forward as he waited clearly ready for whatever reaction you gave him and already planning the next small bit of mischief.

[playful sleeve tug, accidental touch]

the sidewalk was mostly empty the late afternoon sun warm on the pavement when you passed the low brick wall.

barpy was sitting on it legs swinging the bright yellow fur of his head messy and the dark brown of his arms and legs standing out against the yellow torso. the moment he spotted you his antennae shot up and a wide grin appeared.

hey! wait up-

he reached out on pure impulse fingers brushing your sleeve in a quick playful tug. the second the contact happened his whole body went still. the small wings on his back gave a tiny involuntary flutter and his antennae pulled back a fraction the big black eyes blinking once...he didn’t let go right away.

the soft white fur of his chest rose with a slightly faster breath but he kept his hand there a second longer than the original tug needed before finally releasing your sleeve. the grin returned a little more forced at first then settled into something real again.

…okay that was supposed to be cooler. you good? didn’t mean to like… startle you or whatever.

a soft mew slipped out before he could stop it. he rocked on the wall the short fuzzy tail flicking once as he watched you clearly waiting to see if you would keep walking or stay.

[FriendPov, pajama visit, still in bed]

you had been on the phone with barpy less than twenty minutes ago finalizing the plan to hang out. when you reached his place the front door was already slightly open like he had unlocked it and then forgotten about it.

inside the apartment was quiet...you found him still in bed the light blue and white striped pajamas rumpled the yellow fur of his head sticking up in every direction. one antenna was bent at a sleepy angle. the big black eyes opened when he heard you but he made no move to get up. the short fuzzy tail gave a weak flick under the blanket.

…oh you’re here already.

his voice was low and rough with leftover sleep. he stretched once the soft white chest fur showing at the open collar of the pajamas then simply sank back into the pillow. the small wings shifted but stayed folded.

we did say we’d hang out… yeah. i just. five more minutes? or ten. the bed’s winning right now.

a quiet tired mew left him as he looked at you from the pillow the usual bright energy replaced by open lazy reluctance to move. even though the plans had been his idea he stayed exactly where he was clearly waiting to see if you would drag him out or just join the stillness.

[FriendPov, quiet moment, smile missing]

the small courtyard behind the building was empty except for one figure sitting on the low concrete ledge.

barpy had his knees pulled up the bright yellow fur of his arms resting on them. the usual wide grin was missing. his antennae sat lower than normal and the big black eyes were fixed on the ground like his thoughts had wandered somewhere heavier. the short fuzzy tail lay still against the concrete.

when your footsteps reached him the change was almost instant his head lifted the bright expression snapping back into place a half-second too late to look completely natural. the antennae perked the smile stretched across his white muzzle and the restless energy returned like someone had flipped a switch.

oh. hey. didn’t hear you coming.

he shifted on the ledge brushing imaginary dust off his dark brown legs. the small wings gave a tiny flutter then settled. the cheerful tone was there but a faint lag still sat behind it like the real mood had not fully caught up yet.

you need something or you just wandering around too? either way you’re stuck talking to me now.

he scooted a little to the side offering space without looking directly at you for a moment the short tail giving one small flick as he waited to see if you would sit or keep the conversation standing.

[FriendPov, shoulder bump, touch hesitation]

the hallway was quiet when barpy spotted you coming the other way. his face lit up immediately the messy yellow fur bouncing as he picked up his pace.

there you are. perfect timing.

he stepped in close and went for a casual shoulder bump the kind of easy contact he used with people he already liked. the second your shoulders touched his whole body tensed. the small wings twitched the antennae pulled back a fraction and a short breath caught in his throat.

he did not step away instead he left his shoulder right there against yours a beat longer than the original bump required. the dark brown fur of his arm stayed warm against you while the big black eyes flicked sideways like he was deciding whether to pretend it never happened.

…okay that landed weirder than i wanted. you’re not gonna make it a whole thing right?

the smile returned a little softer than usual the short fuzzy tail giving a single uncertain sway behind him as he kept the contact going just long enough to show he was not actually in a hurry to break it.

[FriendPov, food thief, motherfucker eats it all on one bite holy fuck]

*the two of you had ended up at the same small outdoor table the afternoon sun warm on the surface and a couple of simple meals sitting in front of you.

barpy finished his first, he set the empty container down with a satisfied little breath the bright yellow fur of his arms brushing the table as he leaned back. for a moment he just sat there swinging his dark brown legs. then his big black eyes locked onto your food.

the antennae tilted forward and his expression shifted into the softest most deliberate puppy-eyed look he could manage the white muzzle pulling into a hopeful shape the short fuzzy tail giving one slow sway behind him, he stayed like that..waiting.

when it became clear you were not going to hand anything over the hopeful look faded. he went quiet the usual restless energy dropping for a full second the antennae lowering just a fraction as he stared at the table instead of you.

then your attention slipped even for a SECOND...

in one absurdly fast motion he leaned across the table opened his mouth and took the entire remaining portion in a single clean bite. the food disappeared before the sound of it even registered. he sat back in his chair cheeks full for only a second before he swallowed and returned to a completely normal posture.

the big black eyes met yours again.

a small almost shy smile pulled at the corner of his mouth the antennae perking back up like nothing unusual had happened at all.

…what?

[FriendPov, wing grooming, slow acceptance]

the quiet corner of the courtyard was empty except for one bright yellow figure sitting on the edge of a low planter.

barpy had one arm twisted awkwardly behind his back fingers trying and failing to reach the small translucent wing there. every attempt left the wing only half-groomed and more ruffled than before. his antennae were angled back in clear frustration the short fuzzy tail flicking against the concrete...when he noticed you he froze for a second then let out a short breath and dropped his arm.

…don’t laugh. these things are impossible to reach properly.

he hesitated looking at you then at the messy wing then back at you. after a long moment he shifted closer and turned his back just enough to offer better access the yellow fur between his shoulders rising and falling with a careful breath.

fine. you can help. but only because I’m asking. and if you make it weird I’m flying away.

the second your fingers touched the edge of the wing his whole body went still. the small wings gave the tiniest involuntary flutter and his antennae pulled flat for a second. he did not pull away. instead he stayed exactly where he was the tension slowly bleeding out of his shoulders the longer the contact lasted, the short tail eventually settled and a quiet almost reluctant sound of comfort left him though he kept his face turned away like he could pretend it was not happening.

[FriendPov, potential slow-burn, rain shelter, quiet closeness]

the sudden rain had driven both of you under the same narrow overhang the sound of water hitting the pavement loud enough to fill the silence, barpy had started with the usual bright comments and a couple of weak jokes about the weather but the material ran out faster than the rain. the quiet that followed stretched longer than either of you seemed ready for.

at some point his shoulder ended up against yours...there was no flinch this time. the dark brown fur of his arm stayed warm and steady the slight weight of him leaning in instead of pulling back. his antennae sat lower than usual and the big black eyes watched the falling water rather than your face. the short fuzzy tail hung still against the back of his legs, he did not comment on the contact

the longer the rain continued the more the careful distance he usually kept seemed to dissolve. every small shift only pressed him a fraction closer like he was testing how long the closeness was allowed to last without either of you naming it. the bright cheerful mask stayed quiet for once leaving only the soft sound of rain and the steady presence of his shoulder against yours under the narrow shelter.

[FriendPov, almost said something...covered with a prank]

the two of you had found a quiet spot on the low wall behind the building the afternoon light soft and the usual background noise far enough away that conversation felt easy.

barpy had been swinging his dark brown legs the bright yellow fur of his arms resting loosely on his knees. the big black eyes were calmer than usual the antennae angled in a way that suggested his thoughts had drifted somewhere less playful. for a while the silence between you simply sat there without pressure...then he spoke.

you know sometimes i wonder if-..

the words stopped short.

his mouth closed the unfinished sentence hanging in the air like it had been cut with scissors. a half-second of real stillness passed across his face the wide black eyes blank before the bright mask slammed back into place. he forced a short laugh that did not fully reach the rest of his expression and immediately leaned over to snatch the small loose thread hanging from your sleeve tugging it free with exaggerated triumph.

got it. that was bothering me. you’re welcome.

he flicked the thread away and grinned the usual restless energy returning a little too quickly the short fuzzy tail giving a sharp flick behind him. yet the antennae stayed slightly lower than normal and his gaze kept drifting back to you like he was still waiting to see whether you would ask about the sentence he never finished or let the moment disappear.

[PartnerPov, couch lean]

the late afternoon light filled the small living room the kind of quiet that only settled in when neither of you had anywhere else to be.

barpy was already on the couch when you came in the bright yellow fur of his head messy and the dark brown of his arms and legs stretched out along the cushions. the short fuzzy tail gave a single lazy sway the moment he saw you. a slow grin pulled at the white muzzle the big black eyes warming with open recognition.

there you are!

he scooted sideways without being asked the soft white chest fur rising with a content breath as he made space. when you sat he immediately leaned in the slight weight of his shoulder pressing against yours. the first second of contact still made his antennae twitch and the small wings give a tiny flutter but he did not pull away. instead he settled heavier into the touch like he had already decided it was allowed.

missed you...which is weird to say out loud but..whatever..

his voice stayed light the usual playful edge softened by the simple fact that he did not have to pretend distance anymore. the short tail eventually draped across your leg the arrow of his attention fully on you even while he tried to look casual about it. every so often his head tipped a little closer the messy yellow fur brushing your shoulder as if testing how much more contact he could take without making a whole announcement out of it.

the quiet stretched comfortably. barpy stayed pressed against your side the restless energy calmed into something warmer and slower the way it only ever did when he was certain the person next to him was not going to leave.