My Demon And Me

12- Overworked

Bill's POV

Pinetree has been excelling in his schooling. He comes home every day just ranting about all the new stuff he learned, specifically in his Latin class. He likes to practice with me sometimes. But now, with midterms coming up, he has been very busy and distant. Not to say that he is to blame fully, for I have had my plate full as well. Still, we both try to make time for each other.

I finished todays work early, so I decided to make my way to Pinetree's work room to check on him. I knocked on the door, not hearing anything but typing. I gently opened the door, seeing a tired boy sitting at his desk with his headphones on, working vigorously on an assignment.

I walked over to him, gently tapping the top of his headphones. He paused what he was doing, taking off his headphones and looking up at me. 

"Hey, Bill. What's up?" He asked, clearly exhausted. He wasn't treating his day off of school properly.

"Nothing, I just finished all my work, so I decided to check on you. Would you like to do something with me?"

"Ah geez, I wish I could, but I have to finish this. Maybe when I'm done?"

I understood. Besides, we hung out all day yesterday. I nodded, "okay. Call me when you're done. We can go out for ice cream!" He chuckled at my enthusiasm and slid his headphones back on. 

"Okay, babe, we'll go out for ice cream."

With that, I left his work room and walked around the Fear-a-mid. Perhaps I could go torment Sixer's dreams a bit. After all, not tormenting his dreams wasn't part of mine and Pinetree's deal. Besides, he needs to be taught a lesson after being so mean to my Pinetree.

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After several hours of not hearing anything from Pinetree, I decided to check in on him again. Even though I was sure he had his headphones on, I knocked anyway. Sure enough, there he sat at his desk again. Although it does seem like he got up at some point since he had a new glass of water, a bowl of grapes, and was wearing one of my hoodies. Though this time, he was nodding off while reading through a pdf.

I walked over and gently tapped his headphones once more. He smiled when he saw me, taking his headphones off.

"Hi," he said, still fighting sleep.

"Hey darling. Did you eat dinner yet?" I asked.

"Dinner? It's only three pm, isn't it?"

I chuckled, "it's ten pm."

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Geez, have I been working that long? No, I haven't eaten yet." I pulled his chair out and scooped him up, throwing him over my shoulder. "Bill? What are you doing?"

"You, my beautiful Pinetree, are going to eat some food, take a shower, and go to bed." Thankfully he didn't protest. I sat him down on the kitchen counter and stood in front of him. "What would you like to eat?"

"Maybe just a sandwich or something? I'm not that hungry." I nodded, making us both a couple pb&j's. He ate it slowly, which was to be expected, but I picked him back up anyway and carried him to the bathroom.

I got everything ready for him to take a shower, and me as well after he expressed that he wanted me to shower with him. Once he finished his sandwich, we stepped in, and he allowed me to bathe him. I didn't mind since he was working so hard and was just too tried to do it himself.

Once we were both dried and dressed, I carried him to bed and covered us both with the blanket. It seemed as though the second his head hit the pillow; he was fast asleep. I gently pulled him to my chest and kissed the top of his head.

"This is what happens when you overwork yourself," I said, chuckling as he wrapped his arms around me and nuzzled his head into my chest. "Sleep well, my darling."