Bob x Bosip smutshots and fluff oneshots

"I'm cold.." || smut

and here is another chapter. cool, huh?

again, big thank you to my gay best friend amihereornotorhere, as per usual, for helping me with this chapter.
this also seems like a good opportunity to say: fuck Asshoe Altra, me and my my gay best friend claimed the fucking Bob gang

making it canon that they once fucked while drunk 😻💅 (that isn't gonna be this chapter btw).
but let's just continue with the story.

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It was a cold, tough night. Around the middle of the night, when the Moon shines bright. The cold rays of nocturnal light spread across the night sky, and on the windows of our main characters.
Countless stars, glimmering softly, have appeared, and the wind flew brutally, with a cold that pierces your very soul.
Bob wasn't able to sleep. The shear cold of the winter night stopped him from sleeping. The blue haired boy was shivering, without feeling any comfort. The cold felt like it was never going to end. Bob gets out of bed, tiptoe and gentle, as to not wake up everyone. He headed to his best friend's room, while still shivering with cold.

Bosip woke up to noises in the middle of the night. He slowly got out of bed, trying to figure out what it was.
"Who is There!" yelled Bosip.

The blue haired boy was startled by the loud noise. he expected a whisper, but no. "SHHHHH! you're gonna wake everyone up! It's me, Bob. I can't sleep" he says the last sentence in a whiney tone, while still whispering.

Bosip calmed down, now knowing who it is.
"Bob, what are you up at this hour? And why are you in my room?"asked Bosip.

Bob, still shivering, manage to blurt out a sentence, in between his shaking and teeth clenching a lot, and quickly.
"I can't sleep, and I'm really cold.." he frowns.

"And what do you want me to do?" Bosip asked.

Bob now has his hands on his hips, looking at Bosip with a face that says 'really?' "Oh I dunno, what can you possibly do about this?" he says sarcastically.

"Oh i dunno, what should i do?" Bosip asked in the same tone as Bob.

"Man, I thought you were smarter and you'd get the fucking hint" he mumbles to himself.

"Nah, im just kiddin' with ya. Come here" said Bosip as he tapped the bed.

Bob's eyes widened happily, and an innocent smile appeared on his face. He got into Bosip's bed and layed down next to him.

"Good Night, Bob" Bosip whispered.

"Good night, Bosip" he whispered to Bosip's ear happily. He hugs Bosip, still shivering and breathing heavily because of the cold.

The innocent, blue haired boy fell asleep in Bosip's arms. He was happy, and had a nice dream about him and Bosip on a field, holding hands at a picnic...

But his deep, sweet slumber was interrupted by some.. odd.. noises coming from Bosip. His best friend had sweat on his face, despite the cold, and kept moaning in his sleep. Bob was weirded out, but brushed it off, until he heard Bosip moan Bob's name. The blue haired boy was flustered, not knowing what to do.
He shook Bosip, hoping to wake him up and ask him about what happened in his sleep.

"Bosipppppppp..." since he wasn't waking up, Bob knocked on his head. "Anybody home..?" he says, trying not to laugh at his own joke.

"Huh..?" Bosip has woke up, feeling wet and hot from sweating.

"Finally you're awake.. I saw you sweating and... moaning..in your sleep" Bob blushed a bit, while also trying not to mention the fact that Bosip was moaning his name. At least, he wanted to mention it later.