#onecreep

[jestersay]

i keep forgetting that i can.. y'know unfollow these tags now buT I CANT BRING MYSELF TO NO

[applesofthemoon]

One is the highschool AU bicycle - everybody gets a ride.

[nightmare-kisser]

could you do enamor me: onecreep? ovo

A/N: lol Oh no, another unfamiliar ship... I mean I like it, I read it sometimes when I'm in the mood, but I don't really... know... how to write for them... Uh. I wish I could just draw this, but the reblog was for drabbles. So. Fuck. Here we go. I'll try. Because I really do love Creep and One and um. I'll try I'll try jdkasdf

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For a week, he sends little gifts.

Just small tokens of his affection, really... little things he hopes One-ler will like.

And with each item, he attaches a small note. Something like, "I saw this and thought of you," or, "I want you to have this," or, "One day, I'll give you my heart, but for today, there's this, for a start." Little poems or promises of love, and each day he sneaks by to drop off the little package, he peers in later through the window to gauge One's reaction.

More often than not, One scans the card with his bright yellow eyes, dusts his bloody gloves on his pants before picking up the gift and opening it, and sometimes he smiles, and sometimes he carelessly tosses it aside, and always, always, he tucks the note into the pocket of his jacket and carries on with his day.

Creep never loses hope, though. And on the last day, he rings the doorbell, holding the seventh gift in his hands.

When One eventually answers, peering through the window and the mail slot first, he has a blank expression and cocks his head.

Creep starts to lose his nerve. He's been signing the notes as "Your Secret Admirer," but now it's not a secret. He holds his breath and casts his bright eyes downward, adjusting his goggles before shoving his gift toward One in a pathetic manner.

This note is signed as, "Love, Your Secret Admirer, Creep-ler," and he's personally delivering it because it's the most important gift, the biggest one, and oh why, why did he decide on this, it was so foolish of him.

"Thank you," he thinks he hears, and he lifts his head, startled, as One-ler takes the box from him and offers the barest of smiles on his lips, and Creep feels his face heat up. He nods, speechless, and turns and leaves, hiding out until he hears One retreat into his lerkim and he knows it's safe to go by the window and watch One open the present.

When he does, One looks directly up at the crack in the window Creep is peering through, and Creep goes rigid, sucks his bottom lip in between his teeth, eyes widening, and One peers back down again, opening it, smiling softly, and after he tucks the card into his suit pocket, he makes his way over to the window.

Creep backs away, unsure, shy, and nearly bolts, but then One stoops and Creep can see only his stained mouth, and One flashes a grin and beckons, "Won't you come inside, Admirer?"

And with a swallow, Creep feels shaky and giddy, and the next thing he knows, he's succeeded in wooing his object of affection, those copper-flavored lips covering his own.

[jestersay]

http://onecreep.tumblr.com

[mondya]

boop

[frostywheatley-blog]

((I uh

I have nothing to say except for Onecreep and Sorry it's probably really ooc on One's part if not Creep's

just im so so sorry))

Creep wasn't sure how it happened. But he liked it. He wasn't sure if One liked it, but he was acting like he did, and he didn't want it to stop. So he didn't question it.

One's tail was wrapped around his, and his arms kept him close to his chest. One was whispering how about how warm Creep was into his ear. They were both under One's heat lamp, as it was bigger and more powerful. One's tail was curled around them, and suddenly One was kissing the top of Creep's head.

"Why didn't you just tell me?"

It was almost to quiet for Creep to hear. He shuffled awkwardly. "I thought..." He whispered, almost afraid of his reaction. "I thought that you would hate me."

One's tail tightened, and Creep winced, remembering the strangling incident. His tail turned him to face him, and Creep's tail wrapped itself around One's waist as One brought him closer. Creep's glasses were tossed to the side as One looked into the smaller boys eyes, his own yellow serious yet somehow, in their own way, caring.

"I could never hate you, Creep."

One's lips connected to the younger boys, warm and dry, yet pleasant on Creep's own. One's hands slid gently into Creep's raven black hair, pulling his closer, before moving away slowly, Creep's head following for a few seconds.

One grinned, kissing his forehead. "Ever."

Creep hummed, snuggling into his chest. Welcoming the warmth. Slowly, they both drifted off to sleep, under the warmth of the heat lamp and their own bodies.

[frostywheatley-blog]

((Sobs onecreep guys I'm gomen but I give up just fluff fuckin fluff everywhere im

Ok so one and creep just snuggles and sorrys and I'm so fuckin sorry))

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He hadn't meant to hurt him.

In his defence, Creep had bit him, but it wasn't a good excuse for nearly crushing him. And One was sorry. One was genuinely sorry.

He had tried apologising, but Creep had freaked out. With good reason, mind. One supposed that if someone who was rumoured to be mentally unstable had just attempted to crush him with their snake tail, he'd be pretty freaked out too. They were all insisting that he go talk to him. And that Creep didn't hate him, but he was focusing on talking at the moment.

He sighed, slithering along the floor to Creep's 'pillow fort'. Otherwise known as 'the pillow pile'.

"Creep?"

A quiet whimper was his only response, but he could hear the small sobs come from him, though they were muffled by the pillow.

One twisted himself around the pillow pile, resting on his arms next to the other boy.

"Creep, I'm sorry." It was all his pride could manage. That and an irritated tone that caused Creep to retreat further under the pillows.  

"I'm not gonna hurt you again, Creep." Ok, that one was a bit better. Softer, gentler. Creep didn't retreat this time so One assumed he was doing something right to comfort him.

Creep's glasses where off, and One found himself looking into puffy bloodshot eyes, but ending up focusing on the bright blue irises.

"D'you promise?"

It took One a while to respond, choosing to pull Creep out from under the pillows and onto them instead.

"Promise."

He lay next to the smaller boy, twisting his tail around the others. Creep stiffened sightly as he did, with a sharp intake of breath. Both slowly relaxed however, on top of the pillow pile. One's hand snuck under Creep's back, pulling him closer to his side and keeping him there.

He was surprised when Creep didn't object to the positioning, instead the smaller boys hands clinging to his top. After a few moments, Creep shuffled a little, disturbing One a little. As One was about to ask him what was the matter, his (surprisingly soft) lips made contact to One's cheek, before the smaller boy retreated his face into One's chest, the latter being ever so slightly frozen in shock.  However, soon enough One smiled and wrapped his tail tighter around Creep's, but more affectionately. His arms pulling Creep close.

Yeah. Creep definitely didn't hate him.

[jestersay]

I don't think you guys understand how happy I am that this tag is updating again let me love you all