BLOOM'S OSC ONESHOTS (CLOSED FOR A BIT)

Sleeping habits [Mephone4 x OJ]

NOTES:
-humanized!!!!!!!!!!! :3

Nobody’s POV:

It was 4 a.m. on a Thursday, just past midnight. OJ sat in his office, repeatedly clicking his pen. He had stayed in his office for God knows how long, to the point where some residents would’ve noticed. He really wasn’t supposed to be awake this long, considering how a certain someone would get upset. It was hard to not overwork, considering he did it so often. And here he was, doing it again even though he promised not to. He had to admit, he felt awful doing this, but it just had to be done. At Least that’s how he saw it.

At this point, his vision was starting to get foggy. He knew he should probably go back to his room, especially because it was getting late, but he just didn’t have the energy to do so. His head kept feeling like it was throbbing. He stopped clicking his pen for a second, shutting his eyes closed. He seriously needed to take a break, but of course he wouldn’t do that! He had stuff to do and they wouldn’t do themselv—

His thoughts suddenly stopped abruptly by the sound of knocking on the door. He immediately knew who it would be in front of the door.

“Come in..” OJ groggily said, putting the pen aside. The door slightly creaked open, Mephone standing in the doorway. A short silence filled the room.

“OJ, it’s 4 a.m. What are you doing?” He pointed out, breaking the silence. He shut the door behind him and stepped closer, trying to get a good look at him.

“Doing some...work?” He admitted with an awkward smile, rubbing his hand against the side of his face.

“Come on, let’s go back to our room. We’ll discuss your “concerning” habits later, you need to get some rest.”

“Wh- Mephone I still have stuff to do y'know-“ He was cut off by Mephone holding his hand, squeezing it lightly. His hand was warm, in contrast with his own cold hand. His face slightly flushed at the sudden feeling.

“We both know you’re tired. It’s been a long day for you and you need rest. Please.” He said with pleading eyes, gently squeezing his hand tighter. How could he ever say no to that?

“Okay okay, you win..” He replied almost sheepishly. Mephone helped him get up, still holding his hand. OJ’s vision was still blurry, immediately going black when he stood up. He then recovered quickly and slowly walked to his shared room along with Mephone. They would’ve taken the elevator if it wasn’t so late at night already.

When they reached the room, Mephone unlocked the door, bringing him inside. OJ immediately flopped onto the bed, sighing softly. It felt nice to finally lay down on his own bed, or his shared bed, that is. Mephone silently laughed to himself, grabbing a nearby blanket. He then covered OJ with the blanket and joined him in bed, laying his head against the soft pillows. OJ almost immediately snuggled closer to Mephone, closing his eyes shut. He slowly wrapped his arms around his waist, laying his head on his chest. Mephone hugged him back in response, laying his head on top of his. OJ loved this feeling so much. He unconsciously smiled, inching closer to Mephone. Mephone slowly rubbed circles onto his back, silently coaxing him to fall asleep.

OJ could feel his eyelids getting heavy, savoring the feeling of the embrace. He slowly drifted off to sleep, still holding onto Mephone tightly. Mephone leaned his head down and laid a gentle kiss on top of his forehead before saying,

“Goodnight hun.”

He eventually fell asleep as well, leaning his head on top of OJ’s. They both slept peacefully throughout the night with the occasional soft snoring. They definitely would wake up well-rested.

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The following day, residents would’ve probably already started questioning why the both of them weren’t present at neither breakfast nor lunch. Some others probably already knew the reason. But it was almost like it didn’t matter that much anymore. At least the both of them got some well-deserved rest, especially OJ. He really needed to fix that horrible sleeping schedule of his, Mephone would talk to him about that later.

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