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"Everything is prettier when everyone else is asleep."
Does this guy ever sleep? | Accepting!
“I DON’T KNOW ABOUT THAT.”
Vex absently tossed a color cube from one hand to another, looking at the motion rather than looking up at her. “EVERYTHING IS JUST THE SAME, EXCEPT I’M CONFINED TO SILENT ACTIVITIES. WHICH GETS PRETTY BORING.”
Sleepy + pap
SEND ‘SLEEPY’ PLUS A NAME AND MY MUSE WILL TALK ABOUT THEM ON THE VERGE OF SLEEP | accepting!
“RED’S BOYFRIEND?”
He’s sitting on his bed, slumped against the wall, looking blearily at a color cube.
“HE’S... HONESTLY, I LIKE HIM QUITE A BIT. I DIDN’T, AT FIRST, I THOUGHT HE WAS ANNOYING. AND HE KEPT GETTING IN OUR PERSONAL BUSINESS, RED AND I. BUT... HE ALWAYS MEANT WELL. AND HONESTLY, I THINK ABOUT THE CONVERSATIONS WE’VE HAD A LOT. IT’S... SURPRISINGLY EASY TO OPEN UP TO HIM? MAYBE BECAUSE HE’S ANOTHER ME... I DON’T KNOW. I JUST KNOW HE SOMEHOW BECAME ONE OF MY ONLY FRIENDS. I’M GLAD HE’S WITH RED. AND... HONESTLY, HE’S MADE RED SO HAPPY. I HAVEN’T SEEN MY BROTHER LIKE THIS IN DECADES. IT’S AMAZING. I KNOW RED PREFERS HIM OVER ME, AND... I REALLY DON’T MIND IT. HE’S RIGHT TO, PROBABLY. PAP IS... BETTER FOR HIM THAN ME. I’M OKAY WITH THAT... IF IT HAD TO BE ANYONE, I’M GLAD IT’S HIM...”
The color cube slipped free of slack fingers.
"UNCLE BOSS!" Flying tacklehugs from a small, tailed skeleton.
“HOLY FUCK!”
He is knocked over from the sheer force of the flying tackle hug. He hadn’t been expecting it at all, still very much blind. He would’ve been terrified if he didn’t know that voice (and nickname) by heart.
“STARS, PUPPY, YOU NEARLY GAVE ME A SOUL ATTACK!”
But he wraps his arms around the child and pets his head anyway.
Vesper walks in and promptly does an about-face as he sees the baby. Nope. NOPE. N O P E. He tries to get away without making a sound, but that's for graceful people - not clumsy fucks like Vesper - and he trips over an end table and flat onto his face. "boss why do you have a baby?"
It’s starting to cry now, and Boss is starting to look a little panicked, trying to rock it awkwardly.
“FUCK, NO, DON’T CRY, SHIT... VESPER!”
He looked immensely relieved as he noticed his boyfriend’s presence, and hurried over.
“SOME... SOME OTHER ME... OTHER YOU BUT WITH MORE MY AESTHETIC- SOME OTHER US JUST PLOPPED THIS FUCKING BABY IN MY ARMS AND LEFT! I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH IT!”
Munsell softly rubbed Boss' shoulder, eyes downcast, "I miss him too..."
Boss’s shoulders slumped as he sagged more into the couch. He bowed his head and put a hand over his face, hiding the fact that he was this close to tears.
“THOSE ASSHOLES DIDN’T EVEN...! THEY SHOULD’VE...!” His breath hitched.
“...WHY DIDN’T HE JUST GO HOME WHEN I TOLD HIM TO...? I SHOULD’VE TRIED HARDER... MUNSELL, I’M SORRY.”
“THIS IS ALL MY FAULT.”
Hey Boss. Just wanted to say that I'm proud of you for trying to open up a bit and talk to some people. I know that's not easy for you to do.
!!!!!!
Orange dusted his cheeks as he crossed his arms and looked away, trying to brush off the pleasant warmth from your words.
“...THANK YOU,” he said, his voice rather quiet for once.
(YOU FLUSTERED THE EDGY BEAN)
[Send text to ❤TOL❤] um. i kinda. wanted. um. to tell you something. uh. is now a bad time? its probably a bad time sorry ill just uh. um. yeah.
Text from: THEBOSSOFYOU to: HOODIEANDNUDESPERSON
[ACTUALLY, YOU CAUGHT ME AT A SPARE MOMENT.]
[YOU MAY TELL ME WHATEVER IT IS THAT YOU WANTED TO TELL ME.]
[WHAT IS IT?]
"Hey, Boss?" The human looked at the tall skeleton for a moment before looking away "You know, I hope you have a chance to show how you really feel someday, instead of hiding in anger." Wanna know what Fisk did next, she scurried out of there so that he would not grab her by the wrist. She was not afraid, not at all, but that hurt last time, no need for wrist pain again.
“WHAT IS IT, HUMAN?” he huffed, crossing his arms as he looked down at her. Her words surprised him, and then his face turned a bright orange. Without missing a beat he summoned an orange bone and shot it straight at the back of her head.
At least it was only one, though.
