Sonic boys x Reader

Tails x reader: Sealed Lips

You are a (A/T).

Sometimes the smallest of things can shatter someone's confidence into shards of forgotten courage and belief.

Tails just couldn't figure it out. Throughout all 17 years of his life he found it easy enough to calibrate a teleporter, build a rocket, jump between dimensions like a game of hop scotch and recite the first thousand digits of Pie. Yet he could do all this and not be able to figure out as to why his budding mechanic and friend (Y/N) had barely uttered a word all day.

The usual (A/T) always had an interesting conversation topic to talk for hours on end about, usually setting all heads spinning apart from Tails who could understand all the correct terminology. Either that or she was excitedly babbling about new invention ideas or adjustments to already existing machines.

But today nothing. Not a single word.      

Not even when Sonic annoyed her to the point of eruption, she just gave irritated grumbles. Not even when she dropped a spanner on her foot, she didn't even bite her lip, she just inhaled sharply. And not even when Tails cracked a joke or two. Only that earned him a small giggle, when his punch lines should have had her in hysterics.

A 'mmhhmmm' or 'nuh uh' sometimes a 'hmm'. All sounds that didn't require the movement of lips.

"Ummm, hey (Y/N), you've been really quiet today are you okay?" Tails asked timidly as he adjusted a nut and bolt on his precious X Tornado.

Looking up from the computer system she was coding sat at the desk on the wonky stool she gave a small 'mmm hmmm'" with a nod, before turning her head back to the screen. 

"Then why aren't you speaking?" Tails challenged her, trying to look natural by rummaging through the tools in his tool box.

Even though it was clear he'd just finished the chore on his plane.   

Not looking at him she began to fumble with her hands, silently wishing that the two could both magically be fluent in sign language as to avoid this subject which could only be continued if she spoke. She knew she couldn't hide it all day, but she'd be sure to die trying.

Having an epiphany she pointed at her throat with her index figure.

"You have a sore throat?" Tails questioned.

She nodded furiously in relief giving a closed smile relived that he'd bought that excuse. But Tails could already tells she was lying, as when ever she told a lie, even a white lie, her nose would twitch ever so slightly. Often leading to her not being entrusted with the secrets of people who knew her well enough, or people who were observant enough to notice this trait like Tails.

"Your nose twitched." he said with a small smirk.

Realising she'd been caught (Y/N) slapped her hand to her forehead at her own stupidity.

"(Y/N) what's wrong? Is there something wrong with your mouth?" Tails asked in all seriousness.

She shook her head, but her nose once again twitched.

"Your nose twitched again." he stated.

In frustration she banged her head against the desk.

"Come on (Y/N) it can't be that bad, just open your mouth." he coaxed walking over to the desk.

In panic she slammed both her hands over her mouth only to physically wince, as Tails gave a slight sigh at her behaviour.

"(Y/N)...."

He then tried to gently pull her hands away but they might as well have the strength of carbon fibre.

"What are you playing at?" he asked trying to put a fun twist in his voice.

She just shook her head but kept wincing. Seeing that Tails would remain persistent in a flight reflex she ducked under the desk, hands still over mouth.

"Hey! Get back here!" Tails yelled.

And then commenced a game of cat and mouse, with the mouse and her throbbing mouth and the cat desperate to know why his little mouse kept flinching every time she moved her lips.

Having scrambled from under the desk (Y/N) had ducked under the X Tornado sliding under as Tails flew over it with his tails, but she slipped past him and into the main house out of the workshop. Fleeing into the sitting room (Y/N) leaped over the sofa in an attempt to reach the stairs and ultimately her room.

But Tails pulled a move which ultimately would have been seen as 'low' to most Mobians, by grabbing her tail slightly and pulling him towards her. Jolting at the unexpected move she stumbled back a few steps which Tails took advantage to wrapping his arms around her to stop her from fleeing.

However the two lost their balance on account of their jolting movements and fell backwards onto the sofa, becoming a tangled mess of cushions and Tails fluffy tails.

"Now, are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Tails huffed.

(Y/N) meanwhile, who was still locked in Tails' arms had grabbed the nearest cushion and buried her face in it.

"No!" she spoke the first word of the day, but still muffled through the polyester cushion acting as her shield.

"Fine, I'm happy waiting." Tails said adjusting his position slightly so that he'd be more comfortable for the long wait.

It was quiet for a second.

"I... I got...." she trailed off.

"Got what?" he asked somewhat like a kid desperate to know the happy ending of a story.

"I got braces." she finally revealed.

Yet she still didn't move the mask of a cushion.

"Braces?"

"Yes.... and they really hurt!" she whined. 

Dropping her disguise a little Tails could see her cheeks a tinge of cherry red and slight glimpses of Silver every time she uttered a word. 

"Why didn't you just say so earlier?" he asked, genuinely dumbfounded.

"Because I hate the way they look, and I thought you would to." she replied.  

You see sometimes the smallest of things can shatter someone's confidence into shards of forgotten courage and belief, so (Y/N) had wanted to keep her braces, or as she nicknamed them 'her personal torture', from everyone else. Well for as long as she could anyway.

"Why would I let a couple of stupid wires change my opinion against you?" he spoke sweetly pulling her closer.

"What if these 'stupid wires' were copper and in your communicator? You wouldn't call them stupid then." she pouted, feeling embarrassed at the fuss she had made.

"Is that why you've been drinking ice cold water all day? Because your braces hurt?" he further enquired leaving her come back out of the conversation.

"Yeah... to keep my gums numb." she responded.

"Well can I offer an alternative?"

"Alternative?"

"I tend to find ice cream a bit more tasty than cold water."

"Okay, but I want (F/F)."

"What ever you want, as long as you keep those lips of yours un-sealed."