My Thoughts Taint Your Look [ a regretevator partybeetle au ] [SMUTFIC]

Comfort 🔥

( TW for self harm mentions )
( >... is Poob and ...< is Pest. )

It had been days since that night, something that Poob quickly threw behind them. Besides the stinging pain the day after, they immediately were back to partying their problems away. they didn't have anything else that could give them some sort of dopamine that weekday, so why destroy the daily routine? But today was different. Today they weren't going to a party. Today they were having a party at their own apartment. A party just for them and Pest. It was a little harder to plan for this particular one, since it couldn't be a typical party that they usually threw. I mean, who heard of a quiet under stimulating party just for one guest? They didn't really question it. After all, Pest coming over was going to be awesome!

As long as their hypersexuality didn't get the best of them.

Poob got some baking utensils out, thinking that making some dessert for the party wouldn't hurt. The problem was that...they didn't actually know what Pest wanted. They could just bake him a generic cake, but what if he doesn't end up eating it? Or worse, throw it out? They didn't want to risk it, going off and coming back with their phone. They should shoot them a question now than to make a fool of themselves. Why else would they have exchanged numbers? They swung back and forth as they typed out a message, getting a little excited as it was the first message they'd send to the beetle.

> haii Pest!!!!!!!!!!
> erm
> wats ur fav dessert???????
> plz answer quick plz plz plz!!!!!!!! 0_0"

Pest was working on a broken machine, looking over at his phone as soon as it started to ring with notifications. He groaned in response, getting his phone to see what interrupted him. He noticed that it was Poob, making him annoyed and confused on why they were texting him now.

I'm busy right now. <
Why are you asking me this? <

> for the party silly!!!!!!!
> every party needs a dessert!!!!!!

Oh yeah. The party. <
Hm. <
I guess pie is nice. <
Apple pie specifically. <

> ough oki!!!!!!!
> can't wait to see ya later!!!!!! ^^

Pest left Poob on read, putting his phone down as he pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. He forgot that he was supposed to go to Poob's apartment for that party. His mind was occupied by different projects and thrills of stealing this week, which made the party leave his mind. He pushed the broken machine aside, figuring that he should head over there now. He went to go take a brief shower before changing to his usual outfit. He quickly remembered that one of his jackets was still at Poob's apartment, something that he forgot up until now. " なぜ彼の家に行かなければならないのかについては言い訳があります. " he said to himself, putting on his cap and getting his phone. Getting out of his den, Pest walked for a while to reach the subways. He thought to himself about Poob. Why is he even doing this for them? What about them made him go out of his way to hang out with them? Especially from that party they went to. Every memory of it made him embarrassed. The only person who would've even gotten a hint that it happened was Infected, but he just assumed he was an idiot to connect the dots or forgot about it due to his sickness. The subway he got on seemed to be mostly empty today. He sat all alone and kept thinking to himself as the subway started to move. What exactly is Poob? Well, he already knew they were a noob, but what exactly was them in character and personality? That night gave him another view of Poob. Something about them just bugged him, and he needed to get an answer one way or another.

A long subway ride and a few minutes of waiting for the regretevator led him standing right next to Split. He didn't pay much attention to her, not really wanting to talk to others like usual. Meanwhile, Split was looking over at Pest, noting that he usually didn't get on the elevator on weekends unless something was needed. " Sooo, whatcha up to? " she asked with a smile. '' None of your business. '' Pest said. " Oh cmon now, don't be 'butting heads' with me. " Split said, chuckling to herself over the pun. Pest just sighed to himself over how bad the pun was. However, it was pretty much useless to insult her in Japanese as they understood the language unlike the other regretevator users. " ...Would you stop with the puns if I told you what exactly I am doing today? " Pest asked. " Aww...that's a hard deal to think about. " Split said, thinking to themselves. " ...Y'know what, sure! Maybe my curiosity will kill a cat today! " Split said. Pest just gave her a side eye before continuing. " I'm going to Poob's apartment. They invited me to one of their stupid parties today and I have to go if I want them to stop bothering me. " Pest said. " Oh, a party? That's amazing! Who else is coming? " Split asked. " Nobody. It's just them and I. Other people being invited will be a huge bother. " Pest said. Split stood there in silence, processing the information before giggling. " So like...is it like a date? " Split asked. Pest's face noticeably got red, flabbergasted but the suggestion. " No idiot, it's a party. Nothing more. " he said. " Sure buddy. " Split said in a giggling manner, before getting an idea. " Hey, did you bring a gift for Poob? " They asked. " ...No? Why would I do that? " Pest replied. "Well, usually when someone is invited to a party they bring a gift for the host! It's just a nice gesture, you should do that! " Split explained. Pest thought about it for a while, looking back at her. " Well, I don't have anything on me that I could use as a gift. So that sucks on Poob. " Pest said. " Hey, I could help you on that one! " Split said. " and how so? " Pest said. The doors of the elevator opened with a ding, revealing the shop space. " wait right here beetle! " Split said as she hopped off. Pest just looked at Split, wondering what exactly they would pull. " she better not be doing a prank again... "