Nap time. (Oneshot)

Nap Time

I made the cover art, this isn't good btw, I just wanted to make something fluffy with my oc.

"You look like shit"

Red greeted as she stared up at the fish that looked like he was gonna pass out if given the chance, he was slightly hunched over like his own weight was too much for him, and the bags under his eyes were definitely more noticeable now.

"Oh, what a delight to see you too." He grumbled out, putting away some documents into his coat pocket.

"Are you here to be a pain or to buy something?"

"Dang, you talk like shit too" She looked over and pretended to want something on his tail, ignoring his mumbles that were definitely of not nice things.

"So, I'm guessing a rough night?" she questioned.

He moved some of his hair out of his face, "It's hard to sleep when half of you expendables keep banging on my door when I'm trying to sleep" he hissed.

She wasn't completely sure how time worked around here, but she wouldn't have been surprised to hear if people were trying to get into his shop when he was closed. With how many people liked him, she probably would have been one of them if she didn't waste most of her time in the lobby.

"That's rough buddy, you need a nap?" she asked.

"I will be fine, once you buy something and leave."

"20 Data for you to take a nap."

"What."

"What?"

He blinked, processing what he heard. This had been a thing between them, since he wanted the data, she collected she started stating random requests in exchange for it. Sometimes he would accept and other times he'd tell her to get out.

"Just 20? No, that's too cheap, 950"

"How much do you think I carry? 350"

"Enough to clear me out to come through here 1000"

"Yeah, and I die like 5 times when I do so,450."

"That seems like a skill issue to me."

"Wha- 500. That's it."

"Hmm, deal."

Before she could even give him the data, he had already laid on the floor, his tail curling around him, in a sort of protective manner. And whether he realized it or not, she was right next to him in the circle he had made.

His hand shot up and grabbed the data from her, she could hear him mumble softly about "being a sucker." before closing his eyes.

Red looked at how she was essentially stuck as she wasn't about to disturb this man's first sleep in who knows how long, and plus she could use a few-minute break, so she adjusted her diving gear and laid down next to him, he gave her a look but seemed too tired to care, closing his eyes, and quickly drifting off to sleep.

She laid there, feeling a bit awkward, but decided to distract herself by listening to the noises around her, the static jumble of the radio, the creaking of the metal walls, the sounds of someone in a different room, screaming, sometimes she heard gunshots. Sometimes footsteps. It was all noises she had heard before.

Sebastian's soft snoring wasn't one of them, as her eyes landed on him again, she noticed how the bump where his nose should be seemed to move very slightly, like a twitch of sorts. It was strangely cute. Looking closer she realized that she could see a thin line along his nose, so light it would be hard to see unless you were up close. She remembers seeing the old photo of Sebastian before he became a fish, she wondered where that scar had gone too, guess it was always there.

She lifted her legs up to her chest, a thing she does usually when she is alone. It was a small bit of her that stuck into her adulthood that she doesn't like to admit it brings her comfort. And right now, her heart needs it. The longer she stares at Sebastian the more she longs for older times, when she would lay next to her boyfriend, and hold each other close while under the pear tree. Just together, in peace. A peace she wouldn't get back here.

So instead, she props her arm under head and closes her eyes, letting the snoring from Sebastian be the background noise for her to drift off into sleep. Maybe, when she awakes, it'll hurt less to be this close to him.

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