Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Captain Underpants Series - Dav Pilkey Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Harold Hutchins/Melvin Sneedly, George Beard & Harold Hutchins, Harold Hutchins & Melvin Sneedly Characters: George Beard, Harold Hutchins, Melvin Sneedly, Benjamin Krupp, Gooch Yamaguchi, Bo Hweemuth, Captain Underpants (The Network) Additional Tags: Fluff, Childhood, Captain Underpants References, Drawing, Melvin just doesnt know how to interact with people, He is friends with harold, George tolerates melvin, They're at recess, Minor Edith the Lunch Lady/Benjamin Krupp, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Author is Projecting, English Is Not the Author's First Language, Autistic Melvin Sneedly, No beta we die like melvinborg Series: Part 1 of Rare pairs i have but there's no content so i have to write it myself. Summary:
Oneshots/ multichapters.
(Snippet of chapter 2 of the story)
|| "Alright then." Melvin paused for a moment, looking Harold over with those eyes and then spoke again. "Tell me now. Get it over with."
"I- I um- I..." Harold babbled, his brain failing him. The sight in front of him ruined any kind of coherency he may have had. The hand tightening around his neck being the only thing breaking that incoherency.
"Words Ladybug. Not rambles." Melvin looked both like he may devour Harold with his eyes but hold him close and gently as he did it. Honestly Harold probably wouldn't mind especially since it would be Melvin but he also really wanted to speak. And not incur Melvin's quiet wrath that typically took form in tight bruising holds that were almost impossible to escape out of. Melvin was strong, scary strong for how he looked.
"I..." Harold stared into Melvin's eyes, feeling the rational part of his brain and he just managed a whimper, unable to speak anymore.
Melvin's eyes didn't soften, his grip even tightened and would definitely leave a hand shaped bruise later. "Do you need a minute?"
"Please..." Harold managed to squeak and Melvin let him lower his head slightly but his grip remained just as tight. Harold took a deep breath, maybe more than just one but he was trying to calm his rushing heart. He didn't know why this Melvin did something for him. Demanding, unwavering and determined to get what he wants. It was painful just how much it did something to him. ||
They're actually in 9th grade for this but in the first chapter which is a one shot they are in 4th grade as usual. The ages and stories vary greatly.




















