This side of paradise || Bench trio au [Possibly Re-continuing?]

Hair.

(This is just something I've had in my drafts for a while unfinished, I just wanted to post something quick fjdndn!! Sorry it isn't bench trio!!1!)

Techno's pov

It's when my hair gets to below my waist when it starts to become a hassle.

Constantly clogging the shower drain.

Ruining food.

Ruining seeing.

Ok, maybe I could use a tri-

"Need a trim?" Huh? I look behind me to see Wilbur with a pair of sissors. Did he read my mind? "I just finish cutting mine, and I thought I'd ask" Alone time with Wilbur.. He always seems to be so busy now. I'd be nice, just like old times. I feel myself subconsciously close my culinary book.

"Yeah sure, why not?" I look around, Tommy could come in here and ruin this for me any second. "On second thought, let's go to my room." I walk to my room, Wil follows suite. He sits on my bed patting the space next to him, where I sit.

He starts snipping chunks off my hair. I usually hate getting hair cuts, I don't trust anyone with my hair. Well, accept Wilbur I guess.. He liked to do my hair since we we're kids, he came up with some very... Interesting hair styles to say the least. But I still pretended it was the best thing since sliced bread, he got better eventually. I'd never admit to liking my hair being played with. That would make me sound soft, weak. I'm anything but weak, I'm monster. A beast unable to control his urges..

"And,,, done!" He ruffles my hair to get out any excess hair, it's now just below my shoulders. He gets up, wait,, is he gonna leave now? Leave me alone again? I dont want him to leave yet.

"Wil!" I grab his wrist just as he gets up. "Ca-can you braid my hair.." I sorta mumble the last part.

"I- yeah, yeah!" He sits back down next to me. Phew. What the hell, this is just sad. why am I so needy right now? It's just Wilbur. "I know it's been awhile, I'm sorry." Wilbur sighs, parting pieces of my hair.

"It's fine, we both are busy, nothing you can really do about that." I do really miss spending time with him, but he has a band, a girlfriend, a life. He just doesn't need me anymore. That's just how it works.

"No no no," he pulls me into a hug, catching me off guard "it is my fault. And as your big brother, I am going to make up for it." I snort.

"Big brother?"

"Yes! By a month!"

"That doesn't count."

"Yes it does!"

...

"So what are you gonna do?"

"Hm?"

"To 'make up for it'?"

"Hmm, well I dont know, what do you want to do?" What do I want to do? Well, I know what I want to do but.. No. I can't, that's so embarrassing. I feel my face getting hotter.

....

Fuck it, I don't care anymore. I turn around and collapse on top of him, squeezing him like my life depends on it. I can't remember the last time I had a hug, especially a Wilbur hug. I just want to stay here forever, bathing in his warmth.

"If you tell anyone about this, I'll have your head."

"I know," he says, running his fingers through my hair."I missed this."

...

"Me too."

Pov: you are philza

I haven't been able to find Techno all morning, it's weird for him to leave without telling someone. Maybe Wil knows where he went. I walk to Wilbur's door and knock on his door, before coming in.

Only to be greeted by a pillow in my face, and Wil hissing and cuddling sleeping Techno. They haven't been close like that in ages, I can't help but smile. I'll just ask Techno later, he's clearly busy, I'll leave them alone. I carefully shut the door, as to not wake Techno up.

My boys are together again.

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👉👈 hey-

Sorry! :( Agh!! I've been having the worst writers block ever recently!! I just wanted to get something out so you guys died or something!! I'm so sorry!! I'll try to fix it if its shit! School is almost out for the year, so I'll have lots of time to be bad at writing for y'all! :)