Friday Night Funkin' Oneshots

Naptime with Bombeep

Boyfriend smiled in contentment. He and Whitty were comfortable in the living room, blankets and pillows all over the floor in front of their tv. Whitty was lying down on his stomach, arms folded under his head. Boyfriend was lying on Whitty's folded arms, the bomb-headed man was using him as a pillow, sleeping soundly.

It was around noon, and they were enjoying the calm day. Boyfriend could feel Whitty breathing; slow, relaxed inhales and exhales that made Whitty's chest rise and fall. Boyfriend rested one of his hands on his own chest, the other rubbing gentle circles on the back of Whitty's head. The tv was still on, but the volume was turned down to the point he could barely hear it, so as to not disturb his sleeping partner. It was so rare, but also nice to see Whitty so content. He had been slowly getting more comfortable as of late, but he still had an anxious edge. He constantly seemed on alert. Boyfriend was willing to admit that he wasn't all that bright. Even so, he was able to see the changes in Whitty's behavior. 

The peace was interrupted when Boyfriend's phone suddenly started ringing. He leaned his head back to see Girlfriend was calling him. Now he was caught in a moral dilemma. The phone was just far enough where he couldn't grab it in his current position unless he lifted his body up and scooched towards it, which would disturb Whitty from his comfy position. On the other hand, if he just blew it off, the phone would continue to ring. Which could also wake up Whitty, and on top of that, he would be ignoring his best friend. Whitty began to stir, his orange eyes blinked, but barely opened past a squint. Boyfriend moved a bit, wriggling his body closer to the phone. Whitty let out a quiet but dissatisfied grunt, grumpy after being woken up. He buried his face into Bf's torso, making it harder for the blue-haired man to move. "Whitty, I gotta move," Whitty didn't let up, instead choosing to whine. "I'm sorry, but I gotta answer it!" Bf eventually wriggled his way out of Whitty's just enough to be able to grasp his phone. He then returned to his previous position, Whitty immediately buried his face into Bf again, quietly grumbling and whining in annoyance.

Bf finally answered the call "Hey G, what's up?" He asked in a cheerful tone. "Oh nothing much," Gf replied. "Carol and I are going to dinner tonight and we were wondering if you boys wanted to come too," Boyfriend started caressing Whitty's head again. "Like a double date?" Bf asked. "Yeah!" Gf said excitedly. "Nooo," Whitty whined, his voice muffled by Bf's body. "Whitty, don't be rude," Bf scolded quietly. "Was that Whitty?" Gf asked. "What did he say? He sounds upset," she continued, her tone sounding a bit concerned. Bf playfully rolled his eyes. "Yeah, don't mind him, he's just grumpy cuz he just woke up from his nap," Bf lightly teased, though it was the truth. Whitty was always a grump when he first woke up. "Oh, did I wake him up? I'm sorry," Gf said earnestly, though she giggled a bit. "Eh, don't worry," Bf said, shrugging. "He'll get over it," he assured her. "No I won't," Whitty lifted his head a bit so his voice wouldn't be muffled. Both Bf and Gf laughed a bit at that. "Hey B, put me on speaker for a sec," Bf did as he was asked. "Hey Whitty," Gf called sweetly, "Sorry for waking you up, if you two do end up going to dinner with us, I promise I'll get you extra milkshakes to make up for it." Bf smiled a bit, it was a good move on Gf's part, Whitty was very food-motivated. After a bit of silence, Whitty let out a half begrudging "Okay, fine," he clearly was trying to sound more bothered than he was, Bf could see through it. Despite what some might think, it was hard for Whitty to stay mad at his friends, especially when they gave him food. "Thanks guys! We'll see you at 6. Carol and I can come pick you up," Bf smiled, "Sounds great, see you then!" Both said their goodbyes, and hung up. 

Bf turned to Whitty. "Well, we still have a few hours before the date," Bf began, looking into Whitty's glowing eyes, "You can sleep some more, if you want." That was all Whitty needed to hear before promptly snuggling into Bf, the same way they had before. "I guess that's a yes," Bf chuckled. Whitty closed his eyes. Bf gave Whitty a kiss on the head, "Love ya, you grump," Whitty already started drifting off, but he managed to mumble "Mm...loveya too," before completely falling asleep. Bf gave another soft kiss on Whitty's head. 

"Sleep well, Whitty."