(REQ) a sense of comfort (OJ x Mephone4)

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     OJ was rocking himself back and forth in his car in front of a big apartment building. He had another horrible and long day at the hotel. His fingers were trembling and sweaty, and he could practically feel the bags under his eyes. He fiddled in his bag for a bit to find his spare key. Trying to recuperate himself before going in, he got out of his car to take a few, long, deep breaths, while taking a chance to plug in his cork. Then, he plastered on a smile, and made his way towards the building. As he was walking upstairs, he felt like he heard strange voices. As he took each step, it felt like they sometimes got incredibly louder, or became a quiet whisper.

     He was still thinking about what had happened when he felt his body knocking on a door that it had always remember. The door swung open, and he felt a blue glow light up his face.

     "Jeez, what's that look for.?" The phone said, turning down his brightness just in case that was the problem. OJ looked stunned, lost in his own head. Mephone looked around, and seeing some neighboring objects down the hall, he got quite embarrassed. He dragged OJ's feet off the brown carpet in the hall. And into a more soft, cozy beige fabric.

     "What's wrong?" Mephone asked, one arm wrapped around the big glass cup. "Long.. day." Was all OJ could muster up to say. "Mm,, I think I get it." Mephone said, dragging himself and OJ over to his surprisingly clean couch. He sat down, with OJ sitting down beside him. Mephone stretched his arm over and gently moved OJ's head into his lap, rubbing his side gently. "Tell me about it." Mephone said, pulling up a blanket over his orange partner.

     OJ didn't say anything, he looked more comfortable now, he was really tired. "Or., you can go to sleep." Mephone awkwardly said. OJ looked up at his boyfriend, who was now staring at the TV. He wasn't really fixated on it or anything, it was more that he was waiting for a response from OJ.

     "Thank you.." OJ loudly whispered, "it.. it's been rough.". "Do you want to tell me? I'm all ears, even though I don't have any." Mephone joked. OJ let out a small giggle, before continuing "First thing in the morning, I walked out the door, and a bit bucket of water dumped on me. It diluted me ofcourse, but the bucket fell on my face, almost breaking it completely. I managed to get the glass shards back in, I never got an apology for that.". Mephone stayed silent, giving a nod for OJ to continue as he looked up at the phone. "It was a variety of chores, but almost every single time I cleaned the main room, I would come back and there would be messes almost everywhere.". OJ was beginning to tear up.

     Mephone lifted OJ up and gave him a few kisses on the cheek to do his best to comfort his fragile boyfriend. OJ enjoyed it, gently grabbing Mephones hand to trail a few kisses up it. Mephone, once his boyfriend let his hand go, began rubbing OJs side again. "Go on, if you are comfortable.". "Well.. sometimes it feels like nobody pays attention to my emotions in the hotel apart from Paper.". 

     "Nonsense, I know some of them are pretty crazy, and a lot of them are quite ignorant, I should know, I hosted them." Mephone chuckled, trying to ease OJs nerves. "They just are being.. their.." Mephone tried to explain how to word it. "I think I sorta get what you are trying to say, and it does comfort me a bit." OJ said. Mephone took a bit to give OJ a few kisses on the cheek again. This time, the orange dork settled in Mephones arms, and his face lit up flustered. He rubbed the sweat off his forehead.

     "Can we go to sleep now.." OJ asked, trying to make Mephone relent with the sloppy kissing. "You want to sleep here? I mean I don't mind it, it's just you usually go back to the hotel to go to bed." Mephone said giving OJ one more big smooch on the forehead, before stopping to take a breath. "Yeah,... I don't wanna go back to the hotel for right now.. I'll go back in the morning.". "Alright, do you want me to take you upstairs or-.."

     OJ had already fallen asleep. "Ah.. goodnight fruity little spoon.". Mephone cradled OJ until, eventually, he fell asleep himself.

Thank you loveaintluv for the request! :)

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