Chucky Series Shorts

2 AM

Based off a headcanon I saw on tiktok.

Just a short story about everyone's favorite homos

Devon was shaken awake late at night. It was pitch black outside and all that would be seen and heard was the leaves falling from the trees and the moon that lit up the sky.

He slowly flutters his eyes open, his body aching. Maybe he slept weirdly. Devon's still tired, he wanted to punch whoever was trying to wake him from his slumber. His body was covered in sweat, it was kinda hot in the room he was in, now that he thinks about it. His vision is blurry, the music he fell asleep with is still playing. Once Devon turns over, he finally hears a voice.

"Devon, are you awake?"
It's a whisper.

"Now I am."
He groaned, attempting to stretch. Though, he still laid in bed.

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to kiss."
Now he knows it's Jake.

"What time is it?"
Devon asked.

"...Two. Two in the morning."
Jake answers.

"Jake, are you fucking kidding me?"
He grumbles.

"You woke me up to kiss?"
He adds.

"Yes. But that's not the only reason! I couldn't sleep and you looked very uncomfortable with your sleeping position."
That's why his body ached. That makes sense now.

"Ok, fine, but you owe me cuddles and I'm going back to sleep afterwards."
Devon agrees, he's now on his back.

Jake lays back down and leans over Devon, kissing him in the lips. Devon's hands on Jake's face, they wish the kiss could last forever. After they pull away, Jake kissed him on the forehead, then the nose.

After he fully pulls away, Devon sits up.

"I thought you said you were going back to sleep?" Asked Jake.

"Well, I was. But you said you couldn't sleep."
Devon claims, his voice still filled with drowsiness.

"Yeah, but that's nothing new. I can never sleep." The boy responds.

"I might as well stay up with you. We have all day to sleep."

They both clung onto each other. The music on Jake's phone still playing. They haven't been this close to each other in a while. There was nothing that could separate them.

Neither of them can remember when they fell asleep but they both woke up around the same time. Jake laying on top of Devon with his hand on his back. Devon still slumped on the bed, his head being propped up with the headboard; his hand in Jake's hair. His phone is nowhere to be seen but they can still barely hear the music.

"Good morning."
Devon drowsily said.

"M'orning."
Jake replied, his voice still filled with sleepiness, he rubbed his eyes and rolled onto Devon's legs.

"I feel hungover as shit."
The curly haired male claims.

"You didn't even drink last night."
Devon says.

"I know."

"I don't want to get up."

"I don't either."

"Do you just want to lay in bed all day?"
Devon asked.

"And cuddle? And kiss? Always."