Masky's P.O.V:
It was just after teatime, and I was sat in my room staring at the wall. Maybe I should actually do something with my life? I stood up with a sigh and trailed into the bathroom, pulling off my mask and rubbing my chin.
"Holy fuck I need to shave." I muttered, pulling out a razor and shaking my head, "I should get a shower after."
After I finished shaving I turned on the hot water, pulling off my shirt and jeans. Locking the door, I tugged off my boxers and hopped in, closing the doors. This was nice. I ran a hand through my hair and reached up for the shampoo, opening the bottle and thoroughly washing my hair. I put the soap down and washed off the suds, feeling my now smooth skin, it was cold. I don't really want to get out but I'm tired so... Stepping out, I patted my hair with the towel and slipped it around my waist in turn. Once I was in my bedroom I reluctantly slid on a pair of boxers. I don't really like sleeping in clothes but when I get nightmares, my best friend doesn't need to see my dick. A downside to being me I guess.
I was woken up by a knock at the door, I squinted to see my alarm clock... Are you fucking serious? 02:37... "What?" I grumbled, just loud enough so whoever it was could hear me. There was silence. I sighed, "Come in." The door opened to show a small figure who was hunched over.
"I'm sorry... I had a nightmare..." The voice was dry, and they sounded as if they were scared. My brows furrowed.
"Toby?" I asked, there was a small sniff in response. Once my eyes tuned into the darkness, I saw him a bit better. His hair was messy and he held his arms close to his chest, he was shivering and I'm sure he was crying. "Do..." I hesitated, "Do you want to sleep in here?" I saw him nod. "C'mere."
I said softly, pulling up the side of the blanket so he could slide in, he did so but tried to keep his distance the best he could. He was practically falling out of bed. I brought him closer to me, "God, you're freezing." I exclaimed.
"...C-Could I have a hug?" He whispered shyly, I smiled and wrapped my arms around him, his head falling on my chest, however he went to pull away when he found out I wasn't wearing a shirt, but decided against it. He let out a small purring noise, but looked down in embarassment, I grinned. "Do, uh... D'ya wanna talk about it?" He shook his head,
"N-Not really."
Toby's P.O.V:
This feels strange... But nice.
I haven't felt this cared for in years.
I haven't felt this safe in years.
I have never ever felt so... Happy...
I like it...
