FOREVER LULLABY. (smg34)

♪ promises at twilight♪

                 so sorry if it has bad grammar
                           or doesn't make         
                         sense ｡ﾟ(ﾟ'ω'ﾟ)ﾟ｡!!
                     TW:bad art and swears.
                                -ENJOY!!!-

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The night was filled with laughter. Inside SMG4's castle, the crew had gathered for a much-needed sleepover. Pillows and blankets were scattered everywhere, empty pizza boxes piled in the corner, and Mario had already face-planted into a slice, fast asleep.

"Get a load of him," Meggy snorted, eyeing Mario, who was snoring loudly. "How is he already out?"

"I swear, he could sleep through anything," Tari added from her spot on the floor, half wrapped in a massive blanket, her game controller resting on her lap.

"CAN YOU TWO SHUT UP? I'm trying to concentrate!" Kaizo was locked in a fierce pineapple pizza debate with Melony, his hands flailing dramatically as he tried to make his point. Melony, holding a slice of the controversial pizza topping, threatened to throw it at him.

"You both lowkey dumb," Bob chimed in, filming the scene with his phone, as if it was the world's funniest thing. "But please, continue. This is absolute gold."

While the chaos brewed, SMG4 sat on the floor near the couch, where SMG3 had lazily sprawled out, watching the antics unfold.

"Not joining in?" SMG4 asked, nudging SMG3 with his elbow.

SMG3 raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Nah. I'm here for the entertainment, remember? Why would I dirty my hands with that," he said, gesturing to the mess of food, arguments, and sleep deprived shenanigans.

SMG4 rolled his eyes. "You're just being lazy af, admit it."

"Maybe," SMG3 grinned, leaning back further into the cushions. "But it's better than dealing with memes, right? Plus, you know you'd fucking miss me if I weren't here." He started saying in a more sarcastic tone

SMG4 chuckled softly. "Yeah, maybe..."

"Maybe?" SMG3's smirk faltered for a moment, and his voice took on a more genuine tone. "COME ONNNNN, admit it!! You'd be lost without me around to stir up trouble."

SMG4 smiled and leaned into SMG3's side, his shoulder lightly resting against SMG3's. "Okay, fine. You make things...a tad more interesting."

SMG3 let out a small laugh, draping his arm over SMG4s shoulder in a rare, affectionate gesture. "Good! Because you're stuck with me...FOREVEEEEEE!"

"Good to know," SMG4 replied, closing his eyes for a moment, enjoying the warmth of the moment, the distant sounds of the crew still bickering in the background. "You're always so stubborn, but...thanks for being here."

SMG3 shifted slightly, his gaze softening as he looked down at SMG4. "I'm not just here for the pizza, you know...ᶦᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃ ᶠᵘᶜᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᶠᵃᵗᵃˢˢ" His voice dropped, barely a whisper now. "I'm here for you."

SMG4 blinked really caught off guard by the sudden seriousness in SMG3's tone. Like who tf says that unless they..my bad. He glanced up at him, eyebrows raised.

"I mean it," SMG3 continued, his usual smugness replaced with something softer. "I don't...I don't say stuff like this often, but I promise you, I'm not going anywhere. No matter what happens, I'm here."

SMG4's breath hitched for a second. He opened his mouth to reply, but no words came out. Instead, he just smiled a soft, grateful smile, reaching up to place his hand on SMG3's arm.