The Bestest Cuddle Buddy Ever

I Can Save You if You Save Me

         

I fucking love this song. I play it on my way to work to mentally prepare myself.

I groaned and picked my head up, scrunching my eyes before opening them slowly. Looking around I was pleasantly surprised to see that for once I was not the one asleep on the other. Jack was still passed out on my lap with his face buried in the pillow and I could hear him snoring gently. my hand still lay across his back from where I'd left it. I yawned and moved my neck side to side to crack it. Sleeping with my neck leaning back against the back of the couch had left a crick in it. I shifted a little, my tailbone had gone numb. I had no idea what time it was but it was dark outside now so it must have been a couple of hours. A rumbling noise rent the air and I winced as I remembered that I hadn't eaten all day; my eyeballs were also floating so there was that too. Looking back down at Jack I stroked the hair on the side of his head, prodding at his head gently. His hair was getting long, he needed to get it cut.

"Jack... come on wake up. Hey, let me up" I called softly, trying to wake him up slowly. He let out a drowsy groan and pushed his face into the pillow.

"Why?" came his muffled cry. I chuckled, still playing with his soft hair.

"Because I'm hungry, and my butt is numb." He picked his head up with an overexaggerated groan.

"Ugh, fine. I guess you do have humanly needs." I snorted as I stood up, he lay back down in my vacated spot with his head still on the pillow. A soft smile touched my lips as I watched him fall right back asleep, tugging the blanket up to his shoulders. My heart seemed to pound a little harder, making it ache a little bit. I don't know why but just the smallest things that he did made me realize just how much I loved him. My smile turned bittersweet and I had to turn away, knowing that there was just no chance he would ever feel the same. I walked down to the bathroom and did my business, feeling much relieved afterward. Walking back out to the living room I saw that he'd rolled to his side, the blanket slipped down to his waist. I pulled it back up to his shoulders, tucking it in a little. His eyes opened sleepily and he smiled at me.

"How you feeling?"

"Better, but still like complete shite." I nodded, figuring as much.

"Okay, I'm gonna head home for a bit to shower and get something to eat but I can come back over later and we can watch a movie or something?" He nodded, sitting up with a long stretch.

"I'm probably gonna do the same, a movie sounds great though." I smiled, grabbing my shoes by the door.

"Okay, I'll see you in an hour or so. Later Jackaboy,"

"Later n/n" I walked out the door, shivering a little at the chilly air. I should probably grab a jacket on my way back. It was starting to get cold again. Walking with a slight spring in my step I contemplated how upside down my life had gotten lately. I went from being almost strangers with Jack to being each other's closest friends and me, head over heels for him. It's insane though, to know that I was Jacksepticeye's closest friend. It made me feel so stupidly happy and so light that if I jumped off the curb right now I would just float away. I was watching the sidewalk, deep in thought with a stupid grin on my face. I jumped when I heard someone call my name, my foot slipped off the curb and I rolled my ankle. Looking down at it I hissed in pain before searching for the person who had caused my mishap. Any remains of the dumb smile on my face drained away as I looked up at the balcony to my apartment, standing there a couple doors down was Dylan and Joseph. I froze midstep, eyes going wide as I saw the two men I feared the most in my life, leaning against the railing and staring down at me with sickening smiles on their faces. I was a statue, unable to process this situation, and just stuck staring up at them; my eyes following them as they bounded down the metal stairs to me.