Inanimate Insanity/bfb oneshots! (old)

Aftermath (Snowball X Eraser)

Snowball giggled drunkenly as he grabbed Eraser by the waist, pulling him in for another sloppy make-out session. Pen and Blocky were both on their phones completely ignoring what was happening. Pen rolled his eyes and sighed. "I cannot believe you guys are both virgins." Eraser hiccuped. "W-what *hic* if we fuck- *hic* fucked?" Snowball giggled again. "Nah baby, I wan- *hic* wanna remember that," Snowball slurred before pulling his boyfriend down again. The rest of the night was a complete blur.

"H-huh?" Snowball hissed and covered his eyes once the harsh sunbeams shone upon him. He glanced around. A shit ton of people were sleeping on the floor and Eraser was in the bed by Snowball's side. He shook him awake, and Eraser groaned. They both left the aftermath of an insane party unnoticed.

"Wanna go over to my house for the day? My head's fucking pounding," Eraser mumbled, and Snowball nodded. They both arrived at the house, and like normal, his parents weren't there. They never really were, save for a couple of days or two before they got consumed by work. And it's not like they ever cared about Eraser, anyways.

Eraser stretched his arms before getting into the big bed and putting on some Sanrio cartoons. Snowball snuggled up right next to him, leaning against his boyfriend's shoulder.

"Mmmm... I love you, baby," SB whispered. Eraser smiled. "I love you too, honey." They both giggled and curved into each other's bodies. They were holding each other in a tangled mess of limbs. But they didn't mind. Snowball felt his eyes starting to close, and drifted off.

Snowball woke up to his arms being empty, and him being alone on the bed. The T.V. was off, and there was a glass of water and a small sticky note next to it on the nightstand. He got up shakily, still woozy from last night, and read what was written down.

I went to go pick up your little sisters from your house, and apparently, they both got kicked out. I'll be back soon, honey.

xoxo -Eraser

Snowball sighed. Not again. Every single damn time their mom remembered that all of her children were gay, she would, in a drunken state, kick them all out, and then beg for them all to come back after a week. Snowball was pretty used to this by now, and so were his sisters. It's not like Snowball goes home much anyway, he's 17 and inching closer and closer to 18 by the day. Soon he heard the door open, but his head was pounding and it hurt way too much to get up and walk. Drinking two whole-ass bottles of vodka was a terrible mistake. A mistake he probably was going to make again.

Icecube and Fanny went to two of the guestrooms to do whatever they were gonna do, and Eraser slipped back into bed with Snowball again. They cuddled and watched T.V. for the rest of that day, and they went to bed at around 9:00 PM.

"Goodnight, love ya."

Eraser giggled.

"Love you too. Sweet dreams."