Mindcrack Oneshots

Don't Die! (bonusish Part Two)

THIS COMES AFTER PART ONE... IDEK WHY I FEEL THE NEED TO STATE THIS. GOSH IT'S LATE BUT WHATEVER PROCRASTINATION FOR STUDIES! Also, fair warning, it's fuffly!

It had been silent for the last few hours as they blocked themselves off from the daylight, and whatever horrid things night would bring. They had enough food for a while, enough logs to last all of UHC, and Pak had iron lower body armor, while BTC has the upper set of a chestplate and a helm.

They set their beds next to another and waited the night out, the medly of mob calls sort of peaceful as a background.

*Pak's Dreams*
"Blame! Stop that tickles!" Dream Pak swats away Dream Blame's hands from his abdomen.

"You know you like it eh? Just like you love to snuggle?" Dream Blame giggled.

Dream Pak curls up real close to Dream Blame, Pak's arms wrapped around the fake BTC.

"Pak! Pak! This is highly uncomfortable! Please stop spooning me! Pak! Wake up!" Blame struggles against the bonds that are made of strong arms. His face was reddening.

"Your' right" Pak mumbles sleepily, eyes closed, body lax. Blame's eyebrows raise at this, since obviously he was still asleep. I wonder if he's sleep talking? Maybe he would respond?

"Right about what Pak?" Blame starts to try slip out from his partners arms, lightly pushing away the leg tangled with his.

"Abou' loving snuggles." His words were slurred and soft, syllables laced with the fog of rest. Blame registered his words and froze, mind suddenly racing faster than his rapid heartbeat. Was he dreaming about me? God if he was that would be embarrassing. I should get away from him. -But it's Pak!- go away emotions!

Without his muddled thoughts consent, he turned around and lightly grazed Pak's perfect lips with his own, before properly planting a kiss on him. Both of their eyes, sharp brown and sleepy hazel, snapped open in shock.

(Note: Pak's thoughts are bold)

Oh crap! Abort! Abort! Wait why did I even kiss him? Blame, you idiot! Stop kissing him damnit! He's straight! You don't like Pak, you like Chad! -But kissing him never felt like this! - I told you to shut up heart! Stop it, this is wrong.

Why the fuck am I kissing Blame? Why is he kissing back? He's straight! I probably started it sleepwalking and he's just trying not to seem rude. Why can't I pull away, push him away, something?

Blame pulls back with gasp. "I would say I'm sorry but I'm not."

"Uhhhh Blame? Don't you feel uncomfortable or confused or something insteasd?" The two slowly micro inched away from each other.

"No, I mean if anyone should feel uncomfortable or confused, it should be you, since you are the straight one between us." Blame looks down, cheeks reddening.

"But I'm not s-" His eyes widen halfway through his quick retort. You should have read the signs. The protective attitude towards me, the small smiles at unexpected moments, the initial panic when he and I were teamed for this UHC. Pak let's the back of his mind take over again and pulls Blame into a hug.

*zing* an arrow buries itself into the wall behind them.

(I might just make a separate book for this geez! Anyway, still taking requests now that the important exams are over. Prompts/Requests can be pretty much anything, the few things I won't write are in the main description if you really need to check!)