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thats a lot of adorableness, whats their names? FLUFFBloodmoon xFLUFFReader☁🤍

Bloodmoon has recently moved into my dorm in the plex, and I've never bothered to check how he decorated his room. Today was an unexpected day-off of work so I figured I'd take a look.

I opened Bloodmoons door and walked in, looking around I immediately spot a stuffy-crowded bed and, unexpectedly a picture of me and bloodmoon when we first became friends. Aw. This is really actually cute. I wouldn't have expected this from him-

Bloodmoon catches you looking around his room, as you're in the process of spotting the photo, he snaps his fingers to get your attention.

"get out you scoundrel!! you weren't supposed to see any of this- OUT!" he hissed, flapping his arms around and dragging me by my sleeve.

"What're their names?" I ask, hardly budging from all his pulling and efforts of forcing me out of his room.

He freezes and his pulling and dragging turns silent for a second, his body language going from anger to embarrassment.

He turns his head to the side and clears his throat before speaking, a blush creeping up his cheeks.
"N..None of your business.." he replies, trying to look away from you.

"Oh, come on it's cute!" I giggle, looking over at his impressive amount of plushies. "Wait, did you steal those-?"

"I-... They're not mine! I just... Found them. Yeah, found 'em and just brought them back to my room.. they're certainly... Very soft, yes, yes.." bloodmoon mumbled before snapping back to his old intentions to making me leave. he shoved me backwards out of his room. "LEAVE! you- um- rude nickname!" he spat angrily, closing the door.

I stared at the closed door, admittedly, I deserved that door in the face. I shouldn't have gone in there without asking, curiosity always gets me into trouble jeez-

I sigh and take a seat on my couch, grabbing my sketch book and a pencil as I go to draw.

a decent period of time had passed since the room incident and bloodmoon finally came out of his room. "um, y/n?"

I put down my pencil and look over at blood moon. "Yeah?"

"uh, about the whole.. room thing.. and the plushies and uh.. the- nevermind..." he shuffled uncomfortably. He really seemed to have something on his mind though..

"If you're going to apologize, then stop. Because there's no need to, I shouldn't have gone in there without asking." I say, closing up my sketchbook and setting it, and my pencil down on the coffee table in front of me.

Bloodmoon's expression softened, he still felt slightly guilty about it even if he didn't need to.  

"I... you're not angry about it..? you're not mad at me?" he asked.

"No, not at all. If I'm mad at anyone I'm mad at myself. Really, don't beat yourself up about it."

"well. okay, good. now- um- you don't have a choice, you're coming to my room. now." he demanded before walking back into his room.

I smiled softly as I got up and headed into Bloodmoons room as 'asked'

bloodmoon looked up at you, standing by his bed he motions towards it for you to sit down, a little smile on his face.

I smiled back and sat down on the edge as I look over the plushies beside me.

"um.." bloodmoon clears his throat once more, he doesn't look into your eyes like he did most other times. his eyes dart towards the floor and he pulls one of his plushies close, hugging it.  

"I- well, my, er- reason for calling you over here is..."

Bloodmoon fidgeted around nervously before leaning the plushy he was holding out to you for show. "This is dot, it's because he's a Dalmatian plushy- Yes I know it's a common name don't say anything about it!" Bloodmoon said defensively, pulling the plushy back and hugging it tightly.

Bloodmoon's defensiveness towards the plushie caught me off guard causing me to burst out laughing, it was cute, really.

"Oh, no- I- I wasn't going to say anything about the name! I think it fits, it's cute." I managed to speak before chuckling.

"What about this one, what's this one's name?" I ask, pointing at a mint colored bunny.

Bloodmoon seems to have forgotten about the defensiveness and shyness he was displaying before, he was more than willing to tell you the plushies name.

"Well! This ones name is Mint. Because it's a mint rabbit, silly!" he laughs, holding the rabbit close to him and letting me take a proper look at it.

"Ohh, yes of course. Mint." I say, gently brushing my fingers over it's fake, soft fur. "Who else is here?" I glance over at the rest of the plushies.

Bloodmoon's smile grows, he loves sharing his plushies! he's so proud of them, it's adorable, and he seems rather relaxed too now.

"We've got Mr. Paws, and, um, Mrs. Paws, and, uh.. Sir Floof!" he says pointing to two fox plushies and one lion plushy.

"Adorable! Does Mr. And Mrs paws have a baby fox?" I ask, Intruiged by all of his plushies.

Bloodmoon stares at Mr. Paws and Mrs. Paws for a moment as if examining their features before looking back at me.

"Y-yes they do, her name's Luna. Isn't she just the cutest thing?" he squeaked as he went to grab the slightly smaller, black fox plushie. He seemed to be the most attached to this plushie.

"Very cute." I reply with a slight nod.

"What do you think of Sir Floof?" he says pointing to the lion plushie that stands taller than the other plushies.

"I think the name is very fitting. Does he protect all of the other plushies?"

"yes! well, he thinks he does anyway." Bloodmoon giggles "he is very protective of them, he's not letting anyone take any of his buddies anywhere, even if he can't protect- actually. that reminds me, can you keep a secret?"

I nodded, my attention fixing over to the lion plushy

"so, you know how Sir Floof is all protective? well- someone found that someone is quite a big softy if you pet him in the right places, just don't tell him I said that." he shushes me with a finger to my mouth.

I smiled, nodding softly once more "Okay, I wont."

Bloodmoon goes back to hugging his plushies, he looked more excited than he has in days, a big goofy grin plastered on his face.   "you wanna hold some of the plushies?" he said with a laugh.

"Only if it's alright with you, and them." I say.

"it's entirely okay with me, and trust me, it's okay with them too!" he chuckled. "well, except for Mr. Paws and Mrs Paws maybe. they're a little.. protective of their child." he says in a mock scary tone.

Bloodmoon then hands me sir floof and continues to introduce me to all of his plushies and their names, surprisingly some of them have great origin stories of how he found them and- totally didn't steal them.