As it says in the title, these are oneshots of characters from Blogthegreatrouge's comic series
Bendy and Boris; the quest for the ink machine.
I own none of the artwork. I found them all between google and thebbros tumblr.
Some of them I di...
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Oh darlin' It's been such a long day I get carried away sometimes You and Cup were as close as any two people could be. After long tiring days, you used to walk together and talk about what you've done. Though you don't get the chance to do that much anymore.
You had moved away and gotten a job as a reporter for Honeybottom's news station called 'The Buzz'.
and I'm callin' to say that I'm on my way that I'm missin' you babe all the time Still even after the day is done, you tiredly called him every night just to catch up on life events in the tiny village.
"It's good to hear from you again (y/n)" Cup sighed as he tiredly smiled.
"I just spoke to you yesterday and the day before that. I call everyday" you chuckled.
"Yeah, I know. It just that.....I miss you. It's not the same around here anymore since you left"
"I know, I miss it there too. But, I've got a couple days off and I was planning on coming down to see you"
"That sounds great, when are you coming down?"
"Tomorrow, if that's ok with you"
"Tomorrow is perfect, I shall wait for you till then my fair Lady" he said dramatically.
"Alright, good night Cup, my dear sir dork-a-lot" you teased as you said good bye.
and I'm thinking of that rainy day when we went outside to go and play
you and me under the old oak tree there wasn't a better place to be just you and me You arrived in the village just before the stroke of noon. The quaint residents bustling about during their lunch hour.
You merely weaved past the crowd and made your way to your usual rendezvous site under the old oak where the small gazebo sat.
Every time that it rains I fall in love again when I think of then Just as the tree was in sight, the weather turned into a brisk sunny rain shower.
You scurried towards the small shelter. Cup looked up and smiled. The rain always looked beautiful against your skin. It gave you the appearance of being made of pure crystal as is glistened in the sunlight.
His heart skipped a beat as he watched you. No matter how long he goes without seeing you, he still falls that much deeper in love with you once he does meet with you again.
no matter how cold it is you keep me warm inside this moment never dies Even through the harsh winter and bitter early spring, just seeing your face and hearing your voice, lights a warm fire inside his heart.
flowers growin up from the sand when you held out your hand my way Cup held out his hand to help you up the slick marbled steps. The other hand, held a bouquet of flowers picked freshly from the lakeside beds.
and the showers glitterin' over the band they're still playin so grand anyway You took them gratefully as you listened to the small bistro quartet performing from across the lake.
and I'm thinking of that rainy day when we went outside to go and play
you and me under the old oak tree there wasn't a better place to be just you and me Cup brushed aside the stray wet strands of hair as they obscured your vision just slightly. His palm placed so gently against your cheek.
Every time that it rains I fall in love again when I think of then You smiled, not wanting this moment to end. He leaned in closer as you followed the lead.
no matter how cold it is you keep me warm inside this moment never dies His lips locked with yours as his free hand ran through your hair. Your arm were wrapped around him tight as you both savored this moment. Two days, you have to days to spend with him uninterrupted and you were going to milk every second of it.
