A/n: Don't hate me but there is going to be some heavy cheating in this. While I do not condone cheating in any way shape or form, I will say that this is for fiction purposes. I hope you all enjoy it.
Also, Mabel is a bit AU here. She's a tad different in this then what she's like in the movie. I can't explain how, it's just the vibe she gives me. I don't even know, I just work here man. T.T
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Case Name: Fever Dream.
"Hey,"
The couch cushion next to me dipped, breaking me from my morning thoughts. I had been sitting cross legged on the sofa, lost in my head, when she found me.
"Hm." Was my response.
I was staring at the bounce castle that our friend was currently snoozing inside of.
"You're normally asleep by the time I come in here and check up on you." She says.
I don't say anything, instead I allow the whispered words to linger in the air. The sound of the heater and fish tank off in the corner of the living room filling the space. When I take too long to respond a hand is found on my left leg, causing my eyes to shift to the side where I meet my best friend's gaze.
She tried to look away but failed, she was nervous. She only averted her gaze from me like that when she's nervous.
"I couldn't sleep." I reply softly, my voice cracking.
Her brows furrow in worry just as she squeezes my leg in her palm.
"Is something wrong?" She asked, genuinely.
I slowly shake my head. "No. Just couldn't force myself to go back to sleep."
The sound of someone shifting caught my attention and we both turned to look at the bounce castle. Our friend was curled up in a ball and sound asleep.
It was funny because he was so small that he managed to fit inside of it. A child's bounce castle and this guy was small enough to sleep in it comfortably.
"Are you overthinking again?"
She knew me so well. Maybe too well.
"I always overthink. It's what I do." I joke. Though when I glance towards her I can see that she didn't think it was a joke.
"My love..."
I could feel my heart hitch when she dropped the pet name. A name that we both use on each other and one that shouldn't be taken seriously. And yet, I always take whatever nickname she deems for me, seriously.
"...Mai... please don't."
My eyes remain on the inflatable castle, staring hard at one of the green pillars. I could feel the unmistakable swell of anxiety and frustration bubble up in my chest. A lump forming at the bottom of my throat as I try to swallow it away.
Hands, soft and warm, cups my cheeks before my head turns to the left of me. My eyes finally meeting hers dead on. I watch with bated breath how she presses her forehead to mine. Our noses brushing against one another while she tries to maintain eye contact with me.
My body struggled to keep from melting where I sat. The tenderness my heart felt from the way she caressed my jaw with her finger tips. It was beginning to be too much. Yet...
I always felt so safe with her, no matter how hard I tried not to get attached. It was hard because somehow my best friend became my favorite person. Which was good and bad in itself. But as hard as I try to keep my distance, this woman manages to tug me back in.
