Monster Prom\Camp Headcannons and Oneshots

Star Gazing (Scott x OC)

(Yay, my first Monster Prom fanfiction! So, I originally wrote this for a Valentine's Day challenge, I was given the prompt holding hands. I don't know why, but my thoughts immediately went to Scott (freaking cinnamon roll) and my WIP mime girl OC (her name is Morgan btw). Now I really want to write more Monster Prom oneshots!

I'm gonna post them all not only here, but as well as on Quotev, Deviantart, and maybe Tumblr. So, if you see the same oneshots on those plattforms, they are probably my accounts. Still, if you aren't sure and want to bring it up with me here, feel free to.

Image is a bust of the oc used in this story that I drew.

I hope you all enjoyed this! 💜)

As cliche as it may sound, one thing I find the most beautiful is a clear night sky. There is just something so calming and almost inspiring about watching the stars twinkle or the clouds roll past the moon.

I see why Felicity loves to draw night time scenes.

Even though I find it beautiful, I usually only ever admire it from my bedroom window. Never did I ever think I'd be trecking up a hill in the middle of winter at 10 pm. Then again, this wasn't even my idea to begin with anyways.

Looking down at the, considerably large, hand wrapped around my wrist, I sigh for the umpteenth time since I agreed to this this morning. I really can't say no to his (litteral) puppy eyes. He could ask me to kill an entire small town with that face (though he probably never would) and I'd do it without question.

Thankfully he isn't going too fast, I don't want a repeat of the dog walking incident. Maybe he remembers that happening and is trying to not make me relive it, or something like that. Honestly, besides sports, I never really know what is going through this wolf's head.

I still don't know how I never realized that there is a hill this big so close to the school. I might come here on my own between day and night classes to relax.

"Not much further bro!" He exclaims, his tail making a quick gust of wind rush past me.

"That's great to know Scott." I whisper happily.

That's one thing I love about hanging out with him, I don't have to push myself to talk louder. I know he can hear my voice as it is normally. Being able to give my voice a break when I'm around him is really nice.

Just like he had said, we are at the top of the hill before I know it. It's surprisingly calm up here, I can barely even hear the ruckus (mostly the nightly rave) from the school. There's also less light pollution (again, mainly from the rave) up here.

"Look! There's one now!" Scott gleefully says as he lets go of my wrist and points up towards a light soaring across the inky sky.

"Ooooohhhhh..." Awestruck at the sight above me, I barely manage to give a coherent response.

Out of nowhere, Scott grabs a hold of my hand as he continues to look at the stars. Such an innocent gesture, especially from this sweetheart, but it still means a lot to me.

We spend a good few hours just gazing at the stars, occasionally pointing out the different shapes we see, and just enjoying each other's company. Moments like this make me not care whether he likes me romantically or as just a friend. As long as we can be together in some way, I'll be happy regardless. Especially with moments like this where we can just be comfortable together.