my beloved (/≧▽≦)/

𝖕𝖔𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘

i could hear the storm thrashing about outside , the wind billowing around . god i hated it .

2:59am

" Dylan?"

" yes ranboo?"

" my air mattress popped."

"oh. well , i guess you can sleep in my bed."

" where will you sleep?"
" just don't cross the pillow barrier." i said propping his pillows up diving my bed into two.

" oh alright , thank you ." ranboo smiled climbing into my bed leaving me squished against the wall , but i liked it like that , compression . i don't like light touch , i like people to ,for example hug me extremely tight practically suffocating me . a lot of my friends hate tight spaces but i feel safe in them. and right at that moment i felt safe from the storm , surrounded with no way of being harmed .

" AEGH!" i yelped as ranboo hit me . my yelp woke him up .

" oh my god i'm so sorry ! i forgot to mention i move about a lot in my sleep." he apologised .

" oh it's fine , nothing worse than a black eye probably !" i grumbled clutching my right eye, ranboo scurried over to the mini fridge under my desk and grabbed a chilled ginger brew monster and held it to my eye . i looked around the room searching for anything to stare at but him , i mean i barely knew the boy and we were less than two centimetres away from each other. after a few minutes ranboo took the monster off my eye but still sat in the same spot eyes still on me .

" are we about to kiss right now?" i asked pulling the f-boy face.

" n-no ." ranboo stuttered rushing off of my bed returning the monster back to the fridge .

" damn go pop a choccy milk or something . "i snorted flipping onto my back.

*crash*

i tensed up my heart beating a million miles per hour and i could see ranboo watching me out the corner of my eye .

" you scared of storms?" he chuckled .

" yes." i mumbled trying to keep my mind off of the thoughts of lightning hitting me through my window even though that's probably impossible .

" let me play with your hair."

" what?"

"let me play with your hair."

" huh?"

" do you need to hear it in Spanish ?déjame jugar con tu cabello."

" damn straight outta Duolingo."

" just rest your nits on my chest.

" don't have nits babes but sure ." i shuffled my head over the pillow barrier and placed my head carefully on his chest . i felt his fingers tangle into my hair pulling out little strands , probably plaiting it . the continuous rhythm made my eyelids grow heavy and before i knew it i fell into a deep sleep ranboo still playing with my hair.