Inanimate Insanity/bfb oneshots! (old)

Scary Nights. (Snowball x Eraser)

It was 2:00 in the morning, and Snowball was typing away on his laptop as he buried himself under the covers. A half-empty can of Dr. Pepper laid right next to him, a little bit dripping on the sheets of the guest bed at Eraser's house. Snowball grabbed the nearly decarbonated drink and chugged it, since he really needed the caffeine in order to keep himself from falling asleep.

Every time the poor man slipped into a slumber, terrifying nightmares haunted his dreams, making it almost impossible to find the will power to get some shut-eye. So, Snowball would try to sleep as little as humanly possible. It almost always works, unless if his body finally has enough and shuts down. The nightmares that he has when he would pass out were, well, lets just say worse than usual. But it's better than having scary nightmares every single night.

Snowball tried to bring up the topic with his mom, but she didn't really care. He wasn't surprised, though. Snowball's mom never really cares about him. But, sometimes, when he got lucky, his mom would get so high that she would allow Snowball to take some pot, and use it as a sleep remedy. It always works very well, and it leaves Snowball feeling really nice and relaxed when he wakes up, instead of tense and nervous. Of course, like how a normal teenager would, Snowball brags to his buddies that his mom lets him smoke weed, and the other boys would say things like "No fair!" or "My mom would never let me do that!" Snowball really liked, no, loved the attention, so he would brag about it often.

Well, everyone except Eraser would swoon over him. Every time Snowball would bring it up, Eraser would look sorta uncomfortable and sad, so the white-haired boy would try not to mention it around him.

So, Snowball was surprised that Eraser demanded that he sleep at his house. Snowball agreed, because he had nothing better to do anyways.

And now he was here, listening to the soothing lullaby of the keys clicking and clacking against his fingers, trying to fend off sleep.

Eraser woke up and felt that his mouth was extremely dry. He reached for his water bottle, only to find that it had a centimetre of water left in it. "So not cool.." Eraser thought as he gulped down the small remainder of the water, his thirst still not quenched. He sighed a long, heavy sigh as he hoisted himself up, and he glanced at the clock while doing so.

2:27 AM

"Why do I always get so thirsty at these ungodly times?!" Eraser whisper-yelled to himself in frustration as he opened his bedroom door with the now empty water bottle in his hand to go to the bathroom and refill it.

As Eraser was walking back to his room drinking his water, he noticed that shuffling and clicking sounds could be heard from the guest room. He knew that Snowball had a really bad habit of not falling asleep, so Eraser took him to his own home so that he could monitor Snowball's sleeping pattern and fix it.

Snowball jumped out of his skin when Eraser suddenly dramatically flung open the door and turned on the light, a frustrated look on his face. Snowball stayed silent as the other boy quietly stomped over to him, and swiped his laptop.

"Do you have anything important on here that you want to save?"

"...No."

Eraser shook his head as he shut the laptop, bending down and slipping it back into Snowball's backpack with ease.

Eraser went over to the light and switched it off, then walked back to the bed and plopped down onto it with a sigh.

"Would it help if I was with you?"

"What?"

"You know, like, if I were to be in the same bed as you while you slept. Would it work?"

"I have no clue..."

Eraser smirked.

"Then let's try it."

Eraser took the blankets and placed himself under them as well, laying right next to Snowball. The other boy blushed a deep red as he felt Eraser embrace him in a full-on honeymoon hug. Snowball's heartbeat quickened as he rested his chin on Eraser's shoulder, his face buried in his neck. Snowball could hear Eraser's slow heartbeat, and there was something really... nice about it. It made him so calm, to be held like this.

The birds chirped, welcoming the morning that this wonderful Saturday morning has to offer. Snowball felt the sunlight shine on his eyes, causing him to cover them in reflex. He yawned as he stretched, a few bones popping in the process. He got kind of sad once he realized that Eraser woke up first, it would've been much better to wake up in his arms.

Wait.

They cuddled last night?!

Snowball flushed a dark red, getting up out of bed. Still rubbing his eyes, he opened the door and walked down to the stairs, greeted by the oh so familiar sound of oil popping. The smell of bacon filled the air as Snowball turned completely red, pointing at himself in disbelief. "You're doing this all for me???" Snowball asked, shocked. "Yep." Eraser replied. "I do this for all my guests. People say that I'm a pretty good cook, so I started cooking for people who were nice enough to come over and keep me company, haha." Eraser forced out chuckled at the end, trying not to ruin the good mood.

"It gets lonely, doesn't it?" Snowball said. Eraser froze.

"Yeah, it does get lonely, I guess." It was obvious that constantly having his parents overseas was taking a huge toll on him, but he really tried his best not to show it, so that he didn't make anyone worried. Especially Blocky. He may not seem like it, but he is a huge motherly (or fatherly?) type who gets extremely worried about his friends easily.

"Well, I could keep you company~" Snowball purred as he gently hugged Eraser from behind, surprising him. Eraser blushed, a sheepish smile planted on his face.

He decided he would go for it.

Eraser turned around and gave Snowball a quick peck on the lips, and when they separated, Snowball pulled the other boy close to his face, and gave him a more passionate kiss, pushing him against the counter. Eraser felt like he was in a fairy tail. The one and only Snowball, kissing him out of all people!

Eraser's thoughts soon were interrupted by the blaring beeping noises that the fire alarm was making. Apparently, during their little session, Snowball and Eraser accidentally knocked over a jug of water onto the griddle, causing an awful amount of steam to appear and trick the fire alarm into thinking it was smoke. They opened the door to the backyard and fanned the steam out with towels that they grabbed out of the laundry room. Once the boys were done cleaning up the mess and eating bacon, they laid on the couch and binged Brooklyn Nine-Nine for the rest of the day, resting in each other's arms.

It was a good day.

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