Simon's POV

It was early in the morning after one of our concerts. We all practically flopped into bed last night after we were done singing. It had been a long night. Alvin'h head was currently curled laid on my chest, him nestled comfortably against my side. He was looking just as adorable as he always did when he was asleep. I made sure to remain as still as possible so he could sleep. When it's just me awake at times like this, all I can do is just examine my mate and feel grateful I can see him. Nine years. That's how long I lived without being able to see anything up close. I couldn't help my brothers when they were injured, I couldn't help identify certain plants or bugs, and I couldn't even properly kiss my own mate. There aren't any words to describe how upset not being able to see made me.

The moment Dave gave me my glasses though, that turned me into a new Simon. And the moment I could properly look at my mate...wow. He still gives me that wow factor, hoodie or not. I loved him before I could see, that I knew for a fact. But when I finally could see, I swear that meter went up beyond the limits. The memory still gives me chills.

"Here's trouble. FIRE IN THE HOLE!" Alvin shouted. The blob of color I knew my mate was shot right next to me. I could feel his fur brush up against mine while I kept my eyes on the blurry, grey toaster. I could hear before I could see Dave walk into the room. "What are you guys doing?" he asked us, flapping around something. "Nothing. What are you doing?" Alvin replied. How innocently he said that made me smile and made something hot shoot through me. Something that's been happening a lot lately; where Alvin does nothing out of the ordinary, and I suddenly get a hot feeling because of something he does. I heard some clinking from the toaster, and remembered that we were about to get rained on by waffles. "Stand back Dave. SHE'S GONNA BLOW!" I shouted, ducking down for cover. Theodore and Alvin followed in suit.

When the toaster popped, I saw the black waffles fly in the air. "I got it!" I called, trying to be useful. My sight makes it hard to do anything useful. I kept my eyes on the waffles as I walked backwards. "I got it! I got it guys! Come to papa!" I heard a plop nearby and I couldn't see the waffle anymore. It was just gone. "What? Where'd it go?" I asked out loud. I looked around, but couldn't see where it went. Did I just imagine it? I heard my mate's chuckling as he hopped closer. "It landed right in front of you Si". 'Dang it! Stupid eye sight' I mentally cursed. "Yeah, he's right. You didn't see it?". I let my shoulders fall. I tried to help, but once again my eyes got in the way of that. I felt a peck on my cheek from my mate. Bless his soul. "Yeah, he was born with bad eyes. He can only see things really far away" I felt him hop off the counter.

"Hang on, I might have something for that" Dave said walking away. Was he talking to me or to Alvin? I waited to see what he would do. I looked as two black circles came closer and closer to my face and realized they were glasses. And they worked! I blinked as everything came into focus. It looked like a fight happened. "Wow...someone trashed your house!" I exclaimed looking around. I could see counter tops and windows. I could see the living room clear as day. Oh. My. God. I can see! "Wow, so this is what it's like to see" I spoke in quiet awe. From my left I heard Alvin say ouch, and on instinct, I turned to see if he was hurt. But with these glasses, I could finally see him how he really looked. All I could do was stare. "Nice look Si, those suit you" he said. I looked at his eyes, a honey brown in color. They were wide, expressive, and beautiful. He was beautiful.

I slowly approached him, my eyes just glued to him. He looked up at me again. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked. Whatever I did, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I thought I heard Theodore say something, but I was too much in my trance to notice. "What? Si, are you o…" I didn't let him finish. I looked down at his lips and slowly leaned down to kiss him. He flinched, but kissed me back. I can see! I pulled back slowly to see Alvin's look of shock. How he blinked his eyes slowly like he was trying to understand something. I took a minute to look at his body. Lean, but short. And just perfect for him. I looked him up and down for a second. Then I picked him up by his waist and spun him around in just pure joy. "Wha…! Simon?!" he shouted. I just laughed. I can see! I CAN SEE!

I set him down. "Ok, you're freaking me out. How are you doing that?" He asked. He sounded genuinely unnerved. I pulled him close and rubbed my nose on his. "I can see! These glasses actually work!" I said quietly. His beautiful brown eyes widened in shock and understanding. "Wait, you can see me? Right here?" the hope in his voice made my joy increase tenfold. I openly laughed and pulled him into another kiss, catching his lips perfectly. His arms were around my shoulders in seconds. "Are you two finished?" Dave asked behind us. I didn't remove my eyes from Alvin as I replied "Nope, not even close". I took a moment and began twirling my mate around in happiness. "Whoa, Dave what have you created?!" He cried while I span him.

I didn't really pay attention to anything beyond that point, only looking at my mate and admiring him.

It was a memory I had printed in my head in bold, something I would never forget. Alvin shifted in against my side. He moved his head up to my shoulder and his paw gripped the hoodie I hadn't changed out of. I softly gave his head a kiss. He truly was just beautiful. And adorable. Which is really bad when he wants something or needs my help. Theodore might be the 'cute one', but when Alvin gives his kicked puppy eyes, I can't say no. Seriously, his eyes are both a blessing and a curse for me. I sighed out loud. Life has been better since we came out of the forest. We're safe, we aren't living by the scraps of the woods, we're warm, and we're happy. Sure we had a rough start with Ian, but we became a family in the end.

Ian. Oh how much I want to hit the guy. He crossed lines with us he never should have. He used us, made us think he loved us, pushed us to our breaking points, and tried to put a rift between us and Dave. And to top that, he tried to push me and Alvin's relationship back! We weren't even allowed to hug each other in his presence. Thinking back on it now makes my blood boil in anger. And on that topic of thinking back, I think I always had a bad feeling from him. I would have to say it started at our Christmas launch party when we were eating dessert. That moment was nice, but when Ian dropped the bombshell that Dave was calling us rats, I got that feeling. Living with Alvin, someone who lies like Theo eats candy, I could tell by voice alone when someone was lying. I got that feeling, but after Ian had been nice to us, I chose not to believe it.

Dave later told us Ian had actually been the one to refer to us as rats. 'Rats that could make him very rich' if I recall Dave saying. That just makes it worse for me. I would also like to make the point, sadly adding salt to an open wound, that Ian had also kissed my mate's cheeks. Maybe it's some strange tradition with humans, but in the chipmunk world, a munk could be killed for that. Like I said, because he was nice, I didn't do anything about it. However thinking back, that moment just makes me so mad. So many violating things happened at once, and we all were too naive to notice. He even made my mate cry! And, Alvin doesn't cry. Said munk shifted again with a light hum. Alvin sometimes does that when he sleeps. Just makes noises. It used to be annoying living in our tree, unable to see him and tease him for it. Now, at times when it's just me and Alvin in our room, I could tease him all I want.

Theo had gone to sleep with Dave from another nightmare. He has those sometimes, no thanks to Ian. A part of me is sad because he always woke me up to comfort him from his nightmares. Another part is happy he doesn't, because it gives me more time with my mate. Alone. I could wake Alvin up right now and get out some of my mating urges, but they weren't pressing. Not like when we had our 'first time'. I smiled down at Alvin at the memory. It was a silent message between us growing up that Alvin would probably end up dominant. He was faster, stronger, and healthier than me. More on the note with his eyes. But when I got my glasses, I could see what I was doing. Thus, giving me the potential for that role. This was also another happy moment engraved in my head.

I felt the blanket being tugged off me which is what I woke up too. I blinked the dark living room into view and saw Theodore getting up. "Theo, where are you going?" I whispered, not wanting to wake Alvin. He rubbed his eyes. "I...had a nightmare. I want to go see if Dave will let me sleep with him". I was about to argue, but knew if I did, Theo would grow to only come to me with nightmares. I kept quiet and nodded. I watched as he walked out of the room and waited. Then I got up and eavesdropped on his and Dave's conversation. It made me feel a warm kind of comfort when Dave let him. I silently left the area and went back to the chair we slept in. When I hopped back on, my mate was subconsciously patting his hand around, looking for me.

I crawled back under the blankets and pulled him to my chest. He nestled close and hummed. Not the kind of light-hearted hum he does when thinking. It was more like a moan disguised as a hum. That hot feeling shot through me again, but with my mate this close to me, it stayed. It grew, concentrating in my lower region. I tried to push it back, knowing exactly what it was. It was the middle of the night, and Dave gave us one rule. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe out the urge of mating, and nearly succeeded. That's when Alvin moved, turning his back to me. It would have been fine had his tail not been moving right over that area! All my effort was for not as I tried to bite back a low groan.

I looked at the clock and saw it was just about to turn midnight. A thought surfaced my head, but I tried to shove it down. 'Dave said not on the furniture' 'Simon, you've been feeling this urge for weeks. You need to let it out' 'Let him sleep' 'Think of all the stuff you could do if you claimed the role over him'. That thought had stopped all my thought process. Me dominant over Alvin? It seemed like I was already, but moving it up another level? That I couldn't refuse. Not with my mate. Before I knew what I was doing, my arm had wrapped itself around his waist and my lips were moving on his neck. Alvin had hummed again, but remained asleep. This wasn't going to work like that. I decided to nip and bit his neck. If his was anywhere as sensitive as mine, then he'll wake up. And he did.

He gasped a little loudly and his eyes, looking golden in the dark blue room, snapped open. I grinned as I discovered a new area to officially tease him with. I licked, nipped, and kissed his neck in the same area and internally smiled at the shiver that ran down his body. "S...Simon" he breathed. I rubbed my cheek against the soft fur on the back of his head and chewed his ear a little. That has always been an extremely sensitive area on him. When he came home one day while we still lived in the wild, with that cut in his ear, he was bawling his eyes out in pain. One of the most heartbreaking things I've witnessed. Alvin jolted a little from my ministrations. "Merry Christmas Alvin".

He was quiet for a few seconds before turning to look at me. "You couldn't have waited until morning" he mumbled under his breath, rubbing his eyes. How adorable he looked when he was tired or sleepy caused the heat in my body to shoot up a notch. I sat up as well, but only to shove him on his back. "We wouldn't have time to do this if we waited until morning" I told him, not breaking eye contact. I leaned down into another kiss and swung my leg over him, trapping him underneath me. I couldn't stop my hands from roaming over his body. I was too strung up to stop myself. That's when Alvin broke the kiss. "S...Si, what about Theo?" I went back to his neck, enjoying how his breathing had started to hitch and the gasp that he elicited. "He went to sleep with Dave. And as long as we're quiet, we shouldn't wake them".

A specific nip to an area on his neck caused him to whimper. I don't think Alvin realized how much I was holding back. If we had our own tree without any company, my mate would be nothing but a screaming mess right now. Suddenly, Alvin jolted up and shoved me on my back. He captured my lips and had me near the edge of the chair. 'So it's a battle you want, huh? Then a battle you will get'. I wrapped my right arm around him, and kept our chests together as I sat us up. He was on my lap as we kissed with all our hearts. I could feel his begin to race and knew I was getting him as high strung as I was. I tried to bury my paws in his fur, but realized he still had his hoodie on.

Almost instantaneously, I tore myself from the kiss and ripped that hoodie off. Alvin took mine off. Where they went, I didn't know or care. I was about to continue to kiss him when he kissed my shoulder, right on my soft spot. I stopped myself from lurching forward, but could not stop my gasp. Or how tightly I was gripping Alvin's fur. To try and distract him from pleasing me, I went for his ear again. He instantly stopped kissing my shoulder and clenched his eyes closed. He snaked his hand up my chest and on my arm and recovered by kissing me again. I could feel him chew my bottom lip and freely hummed in pleasure. I was about to break the kiss and move down his body, but Alvin seemed to know I was about to do that and cupped my face.

I licked his lips, and forced my tongue into his mouth. We started to battle in his mouth, both trying to pin each other. While his concentration seemed to be keeping my tongue from pinning his, I used my paws to rub every inch of his body. His waist, his ribs, his chest; anywhere I could reach, over and over. Alvin began to shake and tremble, and my tongue was beginning to win in his mouth. I felt his paws drop from my face and grip the fur on my shoulder and neck. He was straining to keep up, but I already knew I won. And to throw the cherry on top, I moved my paws down to his waist. He was on my lap, and so I used that to my advantage. Moving one of my legs out of the way, I pressed Alvin's crotch to mine. He went rigid and broke our kiss with a loud moan.

I won. My paws were throwing him on his back again before I knew it, and Alvin was still gasping. My paws had trapped his wrists by his head, and I looked straight into his eyes. Seeing him now, pinned under me as a submissive...he's never been so beautiful. Or so ravishing. I slowly leaned down, never breaking eye contact. Grazing his lips, I whispered with all of my held back instinct "I'm in charge". Something in him changed. His mouth had opened just enough for me to consider it a jaw drop and his eyes had widened. They no longer looked gold in this light, but a dark brown. Not the kind I've seen when he's upset. A new kind of brown. I had no idea what the difference was, but there was one. The heat in my crotch was getting to a torturous point. Deciding I had waited long enough, I straddled him again and started what would be the first of many rounds of mating.

I looked down at my mate, once more. I would never get tired of seeing him. Yes we fight, yes he drives me insane, and yes half the people who know what Alvin's like wonder why I love him. But I love him more than I'll ever be able to say. He's quirky, spontaneous, wild, and charismatic. Yes he causes trouble, but he doesn't mean to. When my Junior Exploring Science Kit got destroyed, I was beyond upset. I took it out on Alvin when it was my fault for not listening to him. And he got hurt because I didn't pay close enough attention. He tried to help, but burned his hands because he wasn't careful. Even though that was a couple weeks ago, I still haven't forgiven myself. Alvin assured me multiple times that he's fine now, but it was a learning experience for me. Always pay attention to Alvin. Even if it's stupid, he has a talent for causing such trouble without trying.

I don't even want to get into half the things he got into before Dave. Somehow, this thought led my eyes to fall on my mate's chipped ear. I...actually never took the time to get a look at it. I brushed my hand over the chip, causing his ear to flick. This had to be the scariest moment in my life, years before Dave.

"Alvin! Come on, we need to find more food. It's clear that we took everything from here" The brown blob shifted around in front of me, but let out a laugh. "Simon, we have all day for that! Come on and have some fun!" I could make out the blob swinging back and forth. "Alvin, we can have fun once we have everything we need for winter. Come on, we can't do this ourselves" I scolded. Seriously, of all chipmunks I had to get put with, I had to be put with him? It hadn't been a good day. "Ugh, 'we need food for winter', 'we can't be out past dark', 'Alvin, we need you for this'! You know what, You two can do it by yourselves! Theodore can see too, you know!"

"Alvin, I'm not going to argue with you about this. Get down here, now!"

"No, I wanna know, why can't I have a day off? You get one every now and then, Theodore gets one. Why not me?"

I groaned. "Because you are the healthiest one out of us three. You're fast, you're smart, and you can see. Now, get down here"

I heard him groan. "Hey, did it ever occur to you, that we don't like having to constantly rely on you?" I snapped. He was acting like he was three. Seriously, what's gotten into him?

"Did it ever occur to you that I might be tired and I need a day off? Because I do! I know it's not your fault you both have some sort of physical or mental problem, but did either of you ever stop to think about me? Yes, you guys rely on me, but you're not incapable of taking care of yourselves"

I ran a paw down my face slowly. "We know that Alvin, but we need you to be able to get back home! I get scared in the dark and Simon can't see. Please?" I caught another groan, this one silent. My mate climbed down the tree he was on and stormed past us. My bad day didn't help the sudden anger I acted on. "What's your problem?" I nearly shouted.

"M..my problem? Fine! You really want to know? I'm sick of having to take care of you guys! And when I say that, I mean I'm sick that you both don't believe in yourself enough to do your part. It's always 'Alvin, can you get this?' or 'Alvin, tell me what that is' or, 'Alvin can you take my shift for me?' And it doesn't help that you two are incapable of listening to my side of things! Yes you two have problems, but did it ever occur to you that I might have my own? Yet, that's not an excuse for me, now is it!?"

I stood there. Just stood there, stunned that my brother just said all that, to me and Theodore. From here, I could feel my youngest brother trying not to cry. We've known each other for our whole lives. But I have never heard my mate yell like that before.

"A..Alvin…"

"Forget it Theodore! Let's just go find some food to store, as it seems to be the only thing you all care about!"

I could only stare, completely dumbfounded as my mate turned away and began walking. I didn't have a choice but to follow. We trailed behind him, thinking it better for him to cool off before we talk anymore. We stopped at a tree, not ten feet from where we were last. "Here we are" he mumbled, climbing up the tree and began gathering food. Ten feet. This tree was ten feet from our last one. He knew about it. I hopped next to him, still feeling the hum of anger around him. "You could have just told us this is where another tree was".

"Simon, you've gotten lost 6 feet away from our tree and Theodore always forgets which way to go. Just, drop it. It was pointless to try and fight it anyways"

"Hey!"

"Simon, I mean it!"

While we began fighting, we both ignored Theo as he shakily tried to call us. "Guys!" he finally screeched.

"What?!" we both snapped.

"E...E..EAGLE!" He screamed, running down the tree. I didn't have time to look for it as Alvin snatched my arm and dragged me down to the ground. We ran as fast as we could back to the tree, but the closer we got, the louder the wing beats began to get. I could see Theo make it to the tree ahead of us, but a shadow began growing over me and my mate. "LOOK OUT!" Suddenly, I was shoved to the ground by my mate. But just as quickly as I was down, the weight on my back was jerked off.

I was never one for instincts. Not in the fighting sense, as I could never see. But whatever buried instinct inside of me that caused me to react like it did leapt to life, shooting through my arms, all the way down to my tail. I lurched up and snatched my mate's arms and yanked him back into me. I will never forget the pained screech that left his mouth as I did so. We both hit the ground as the bird flew off. But I wasted no time in dragging my mate back to the tree. He stumbled and tripped as I pulled him along, our roles now reversed. We had no trouble making it back to the tree from there. My paws fell to my knees as I caught my breath while Alvin practically collapsed.

Theodore ran up and hugged me, still shaking with fear and adrenaline. I could hear his shaking breathes. From here, I also heard my mate's wheezing. His pained shriek echoed through my ears. "Alvin…?" I nearly whispered. He didn't answer me. Our tree was dark, so I could barely see him. "Alvin!" I tried again. From my waist I felt Theodore go rigid and gasp. "A..Alvin, you're bleeding!". My stomach dropped. He was...hurt? Alvin, indestructible, wild, trouble making, and invincible...hurt? No, that didn't sound right. Alvin never gets hurt. Theo tore away from me and ran to his aid. I stumbled back, my legs too numb to hold me.

But...he's my mate...he can't be hurt…

"Alvin, w...where are you bleeding?"

If he's hurt, he could die…

"Why won't it stop? I'm pressing it!"

If he dies….I'll be alone….forever…

"Alvin? Alvin, hey! Simon, he's passing out! Get...get some water!"

I moved, turning to my side to clutch my mate. That memory almost always makes me cry. That eagle had not only chipped his ear, but left him with three long claw marks on his body. They scarred, but they weren't deep enough for his fur not to grow back. One traveled from his waist to his upper back, the second one went from his stomach to his shoulder, and the third one...this one didn't leave a solid line like the other two. It cut his other shoulder, scratched his face, and finally cut right through his ear. All of his injuries bled, but his ear bled to most because it went deep enough to hit a vein.

I recall both me and Theodore flipping out once Alvin passed out, but we both pulled it together long enough to stop the bleeding and treat his wounds. Luckily none got infected. But his ear was always a reminder to me. One that might have even made my eyesight a gift. The situation left me scarred enough. Seeing it would have crushed me. His injuries were scary, but not bad thankfully. They more than could have been though. Eagles have pretty tight grips once they catch their prey. If I hadn't caught my mate at the exact moment I did, he could've been hurt a lot worse than he was.

All this thinking of my mate left me on edge. I pulled him in tighter and cupped his cheek, looking for the light scar I probably would never find. "I won't ever let you get hurt again like that. You hear me?" I whispered. But, alas we had a long night last night. And all I got in response was a comfortable hum and a nuzzle. But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Author's Note: Hope this gives a different perspective on the story. I thought it would be interesting to see things from Simon's POV. Let me know what you think :)