Those Little Moments
HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY TO @hyper-circuit-official BELOVED BESTIE I’M SO SORRY I MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY BUT IN THE HOPES OF WINNING BACK YOUR FAVOR
*chucks this at you*
You stared at the screen, brow furrowing in concentration as you encountered a gold bokoblin. You normally would have no problem but…. You stared at the soup ladle and pot lid your character was wielding.
…..
Ah heck.
You swatted at the bokoblin with your soup ladle, promptly fleeing when it broke after one hit, muttering an unbroken stream of “nope-nope-nope-nope-nope-nope-nope-nope-nope-nope-nope”. You unconsciously moved along with the character on the screen as they ran, leaning forward and left along with your character as you dodged attacks. You almost forgot where you were in your utter focus, only startling back into the real world when you felt someone nuzzle your head from behind
Opening the items menu to pause so you could calm your racing heart (completely ignoring the little squeal you let out), you looked behind you at a very smug Killer, who was playing with a strand of your hair and smirking like the cat who got the canary. You had completely forgotten that you were sitting between Killer’s legs while playing. He evidently had noticed your waning attention to him, and decided to wait until you were completely absorbed in the game to give you a little scare. It was just like him, you thought, rolling your eyes playfully, even as you melted back into him. He had gotten really talented at giving scalp massages for someone who didn’t technically have a scalp. He could easily put you to sleep some days with his massages, and even just when he played with your hair. You unpaused the game, satisfied that he wasn’t going to scare you again, and continued your completely heroic retreat from the bokoblin. Killer’s ministrations on your scalp totally weren’t distracting, and you totally didn’t almost fall off a cliff when he started lightly scratching your scalp. Nope. Just like you totally weren’t falling asleep— aaaand you were out.
Being the amazing, loving, caring, thoughtful bonefriend he was, Killer let your character get beaten up by a monster passing by before he paused it for you. When he sat back, melting further into the couch to get the both of you comfy for his totally-not-planned naptime, he found that for the first time in a while…
He couldn’t get to sleep. Not because he didn’t feel comfortable, he had long ago gotten comfortable enough with you that you chased away (most of) his bad dreams. But his SOUL wouldn’t stop thrumming, looking at you asleep in his lap, though you were drooling slightly and making little snoring noises. His mind couldn’t stop repeating over and over again the image of you sitting with him, focusing so hard on your game that you got a little crinkle between your eyebrows. He was forever glad you were too focused in that moment, because if you had looked over to him in that moment, you would have seen the utterly lovestruck look on his face (and the very small, almost imperceptible, glowing hearts in his sockets). You just threw yourself into the things that interested you, and it was Killer’s favourite pasttime to just…. Watch you. Just sit and bask in your passionate glow and absorb all of those comforting vibes that you naturally give off.
Killer couldn’t but blush lightly and sigh like a lovestruck fool, though the sigh turned into a strangled one as you sleepily reached up and grabbed his hoodie, bringing him closer to you as you snuggled into him. Oh, you knew exactly what his weak spots were, and the worst part was that you never did it on purpose. It was exactly those moments, when you were being purely yourself, not pretending to be perfect or masking your flaws..
Those moments were when Killer would realize he was in love all over again.