Notes: [f/n]= first name
I don’t know what to call the cloth Toby wears on his mouth, so I’m calling it a mouthguard. *shrugs*
When You Wear His Clothes
Out of boredom, I decide to explore my boyfriend’s room a bit, just a little bit mind you! I wonder what I’ll find….
Slenderman:
Slendie’s room is rather boring, truthfully. He keeps everything simple, except for one little detail, that detail being his desk covered by a bunch of notes with weird messages. I’ve been busying myself by looking through the notes, but after awhile, it starts to become rather boring. So I move on to his closet, to see what skeletons he’s hiding (God, please let there seriously be no skeletons). When I open it, I’m a bit relieved (if a bit disappointed) to find the closet to only be filled with a bunch of suits. I wonder, what would I look like wearing one? Slendie’s much taller than me, and the sight of me trying to fit one of his suits amuses me. So, with nothing else better to do, I pluck one of the suits off of its hanger.
I carefully fit my arms through the suit’s long sleeves, only the sleeves are much too long for me. My hands are nowhere to be seen as the sleeves dangle past my hips. What’s worse is I don’t even need the pants, for the shirt almost looks like a dress on me. Slendie has no mirror in his room (why need one when he has no face?) so I head towards the bathroom. Luckily, I don’t run into anyone on the way there. When I see myself in the mirror, I giggle a bit to myself. I look ridiculous! I wave around my arm to watch one of the sleeves flap about.
Satisfied, I walk out of the room. Only, I’m blocked by a familiar black suit. My eyes trail upwards to meet Slendie’s faceless head. “Oh, um, Slendie, I was just, uh, trying on your suit,” I explain hastily.
He doesn’t respond, and instead he quietly inspects me. I fidget under his gaze, feeling much more smaller when I’m in his suit. Out of everything I expected him to say, I didn’t expect him to say, “You look adorable.”
I blush at the compliment. “Thanks, but I look ridiculous,” I say shyly.
He chuckles at me. “You look so tiny. In fact,” he bends over and scoops me into his arms, “I want to hold you close when you look like this.”
I bury my face against his chest as he presses me close. The smell of him surrounds me everywhere, the smell of the forest. I feel like I’m hidden from the world as Slendie’s arms encase me, his scent wrapped around me.
I’ve never felt more at home.
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BEN:
“.....Why is this here?” I ask to myself as I hold up a Link costume. A note flutters off of the costume, so I bend over and grab it.
Written on the note is, ‘Hey, figured you would like to cosplay me. Enjoy! Love, Ben.’ I can hear the snicker he had while writing this note in my mind. I don’t mind cosplay, so I’m actually glad he bought me this, even if it was bought in a teasing manner. I’ll show him, watch me pull off the look! Determined, I pull on the costume. After checking a mirror, I determine I look pretty good.
Filled with confidence, I stride to the television and call his name, “Ben!” When the television flickers on, I wear a smirk as I place my hands on my hips. “What do you think?” What I did not expect was for him to turn beet red. After standing in that same pose for so long, I start to feel embarrassed as his gaze drills holes in me. I cough a bit, hinting for him to hurry up and answer me.
