high rise hearts ☆ lifesteal smp au

𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐔𝐒 ✧✯

𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲: normal oneshot (fluff?)
𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀: none (platonic spacewaffles)
𝘁𝘄: none
𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆: zenzficz
𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁: just bacon and planet being friendos

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𝐏𝐎𝐕: baconwaffles

> planet: yoo
> huh
> planet: can i come over??
> planet: we can like hang out
> planet: just us
> planet: plz :>

Bacon stared at the messages on his phone for a little while. He'd paused in the act of sweeping garbage off his floor, which had just been the host for yet another of the Lifestealers' infamous parties. Planet was a good friend of his, but he'd never been one to help Bacon clean up after a party. Or anything, really. Hell, he'd probably empty the contents of his garbage cans just because it was funny...

> sure ig
> planet: yippee!!
> on one condition
> planet: what
> planet: what is itt
> you help me clean up
> and NOT make a mess
> planet: deal :)
> ok
> you better not try anything >:(
> planet: ill be so good :D

He exited the messaging app, wondering if Planet would actually hold true to that. There was a good chance he wasn't, so Bacon figured he better get some cleaning done now or else his apartment would forever have dried blood stains on the walls like unwanted modern art. He reached for the cleaning supplies on his living room table and started to scrub the mess off the drywall.

A few minutes later, the doorbell of his house rang. He occupied one of the smaller buildings in the residential areas of Queens, so he didn't have a buzzer or anything like that. He squeaked open the door to see Planet, dressed in his usual galaxy hoodie and black sweatpants. His fluffy white hair was held back by a similarly themed bandana. As soon as Bacon swung open the door enough, Planet leaped forwards and gave him a tight hug, his way of greeting. "Hey Baconn!"
"Hi, yeah I can't breathe-" Bacon allows Planet to hug him for a minute longer before he has to pull away and wheeze for a little air. "Oops! Anyways, what're you doing?" Planet steps into the living room, surveying the half-cleaned area. He hadn't closed the door, so Bacon did that first before going to stand beside him. "Cleaning up. You promised to help me, remember?"
"Oh yeah!" Planet didn't move though. "So when are we gonna start?" Bacon sighed- how could he have expected any help from the guy? He grabbed the supplies he'd been using earlier to wash the last stain off the wall. It was a particularly stubborn one that smelled faintly of pepperoni.
Planet followed him, reciting stuff he remembered about the party while Bacon scrubbed the wall. "I remember that stain, Flame and Wemmbu tried to attack Jumper with pizza but they missed and she sprayed soda at them. Where'd that stain go-" Planet started looking around for the stain, but Bacon interrupted- "I cleaned it up already."
"Aw, darn. By the way, what else are we doing today?" Planet followed Bacon around as he went into his bedroom and started picking up the ridiculous amount of pillows laying on the slightly dusty floor. "Cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning," Bacon grinned at his friend, shoving half his stack of pillows into his arms.
"Hey, I didn't sign up for THAT much cleaning! I thought we were gonna do something fun todayy!" Planet whined, setting his stack on the bed and throwing a pillow at Bacon's head. He'd been reaching for a pillow under the bed and was thus caught off-guard. The pillow was decently heavy, and he smacked his chin onto the wooden floor. Planet giggled from the background.
"Well, now I'm up for something else, which is revenge-" Bacon snatched up the pillow and thew it back at Planet's face. It hit its target spot on, but Planet recovered quickly and snatched another pillow, sliding off the bed to swing it at Bacon's shoulder. Soon enough, the tussle evolved into a full-on pillow fight.
Eventually, the two tired each other out. Bacon flopped onto his bed, where now only the comforter and a few scattered pillows remained, with Planet right beside him. "Well that only made more of a mess." Planet turned to look at him. "Sorry-" Bacon silenced him with a pillow. "All good." Having gotten enough rest, he rolled off the bed to pick up some of the pillows. Planet grabbed the one on his face and proceeded to help him stack the rest neatly on the bed.
"I'm hungry noww..." Planet groaned, walking beside Bacon as they exited his bedroom. The clock built into his microwave was visible from where they were standing, and it read 12:03 PM. "I mean, I guess we can eat lunch. I only got leftover pizza though-" Bacon walked up to his fridge and opened it, where there was indeed only a few plates of cold pizza, packaged in plastic wrap. The fridge also contained a single lemon in the produce basket, plus a bottle of Fanta and a box of butter. All in all, quite empty.
Planet peers inside past the still-open fridge door and wrinkles his nose. "Hm, do you have anything else?" Bacon's about to say no before Planet decides to open the freezer door instead. Bacon had grabbed one of the plates of pizza and was trying to stand up. He consequently bonked his head on the freezer door Planet just opened. "Ow dude."
"Oops, sorry Bacon!" Planet giggled, then went back to scavenging through his freezer. He tugged out a large tub of vanilla ice cream, shut the freezer door and started rummaging through his drawers for a spoon. "Planet, that isn't lunch..." Bacon complains (he really didn't want Planet to eat all his ice cream) but he didn't seem to care. "Oh, here they are!" He exclaims, pulling a spoon out of a drawer.
"Alright, I guess it isn't my fault if you feel sick later..." Bacon moved the pizza to a different plate and stuck it in the microwave to reheat. "I'll be finee! Plus I'll take ice cream over cold pizza any day." Planet removed the lid of the ice cream tub and shoveled out a large spoonful, which he quickly consumed.
The microwave dinged, and Bacon retrieved his pizza, which admittedly didn't look very fresh. It tasted okay though, and so he sat down beside Planet to eat. "Don't eat all my ice cream, Planet," he warns between mouthfuls of warm cheese. "Uh huh..." Planet's already devoured a quarter of the giant tub, and Bacon knows his attempts of saving some ice cream for himself are futile.
"Are we gonna talk about you crashing my car, by the way?" Bacon's voice is muffled by the pizza, but he gestures out the window to his empty driveway to make sure Planet knew what he was talking about. "Oh yeah- sorry, Zam said it was really important-" Planet looked away, still spooning ice cream into his mouth. "The dog isn't THAT important. How'd you even get my car keys?"
"Uh, I pickpocketed you? How else do people get car keys?" They both laughed. "By asking, dummy." Bacon ruffled his friend's hair, finishing off the last bite of his pizza. "Oops! Well, you can just buy a new car, right?" Planet grinned at him. "You owe me a clean apartment first." He got up to put his plate in the sink, but he could hear Planet laughing behind him.

It was late when they finally finished cleaning- or, well, Bacon finished cleaning. Planet had spent the entire time tugging on his hoodie sleeve and being a clingy bother. He didn't really mind, though- in the end, he hadn't decided to empty his garbage can on the floor. Now they stood by the apartment door, with Planet getting ready to leave.
"But I'm way too tired to drive homeee... are you sure I can't stay?" Planet asked for the fifty thousandth time, shuffling to where his shoes sat. Bacon rolled his eyes. "Well, what do you plan to do over here?" Planet looked up, hope glimmering in his sparkly eyes. "We could watch a movie?" Bacon had to admit that didn't sound like a bad idea. "I mean..."
Planet had already scrambled to his couch and grabbed the remote, scrolling though the selections of one of the many streaming services Bacon had purchased. Bacon sat down too, and Planet snuggled beside him, one hand pointing the remote at the screen. He didn't remember the rest- he'd probably fallen asleep during the movie. At least he could say he got something done today.

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𝗮/𝗻: first request so far! ty zen for requesting <3 srry if it was a bit short or i wrote them wrong, i like how it turned out though lol ☆ bk

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