You Know You Love Me~ (Vincent x Scott - purplephone)

Unusual changes.

(A/N) I'm literally writing this in class, and the teacher's looking at me help-

(Scott's pov)

"Scooooot~" I could hear someone talking, "wakey, wakey.. ~"

I opened my eyes, and realized, I wasn't in my bed. I looked around and saw Vincent right next to me.

"AH- oh my God, did I fall asleep in your bed?!" I blurted out, I was embarrassed. "WAIT, DID WE SLEEP TOGETHER?!" I basically screamed, blushing a lot.

"Pfft, no Scott. I slept in one of the guest rooms, but you on the other hand, did fall asleep in my bed." Vincent smirked.

"O-oh I'm so, so, so, so, so sorry!" I apologized to him.

"Oh shush, I don't blame you, my bed is quite comfortable and you were exhausted." Vincent just smiled, to get rid of the awkward silence. "Anyway- how'd you sleep?" Vince asked.

"To be honest, the best sleep I've had in the past 7 years." I smiled at him.

"Really? Do you usually have nightmares?" He guessed.

"Actually... yes. Ever since my first night shift." I felt kinda embarrassed.

"That's bad, if you don't mind, could you tell me about the nightmares?" Vincent looked worried about me.

"Well... uhm.. fine." I felt safe with him.
"So, it all started with Foxy, I would dream the same thing every night. I would go check the cameras, and he would be standing right in front of it and saying 'yarr, you know you've met your end wtih me! Time to walk the plank!'" I felt kinda stupid saying that, mostly because I added a pirate accent.
Vincent giggled,

" oh, my bad, continue.. " Vince stopped giggling.

" And well, then I could hear a child screaming, screaming in pain and agony. I would look down and see my arm, bleeding non-stop. It would all happen so fast, I could hear metal clanging, as if Foxy was running towards me. Then... I wake up."

"That's.... horrific." Vince was pale, "especially about the kids scream...I can only imagine it."

"..."

"You know, I think some breakfast could help you forget about those horrid dreams." Vincent suggested.

"Yeah, that would be nice." I gave him a weak smile.

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/time skip/
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"Why do you always eat toast?" I mean, since I got here he has ate about 14 pieces of toast.

"I wike it vewy mawch" Vincent blurted, mouth full. He swallowed, and took another massive bite out of the bread.

I made myself some eggs, they were good, but Vincent didn't have the spice that I always put in my meals. Oh, well.

"Hey, I was wondering, what's the time?" I asked.

"Uwm, Wree pm." Vincent mumbled.

"Three?" I made sure I understood.

"yes. " Vincent had swallowed.

"I should probably get home..." I said with a bit of sadness in my throat.

"Probably."

"God, now my bed at home will feel like hell." I sighed.

"If you need, you can stay at my house for the week, to avoid the nightmares." Vincent suggested.