Big Wolf on Campus || One-Shots

~ Freezing - Mertommy

Just a little pre-slash Tommy/Merton fic. There was going too be more to this with them both confessing their love, but I decided to leave it out of this, as honestly? It works without it, I think.

Enjoy!

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Merton absolutely hates the cold. He absolutely hates it. However he does probably hate the hotter weather more - his pale complexion does not do well in the boiling heat at all - but he's not needing to worry about the hotter weather now. It's the middle of winter, not the middle of summer, and he hates how cold it is tonight.

It's fucking freezing in Pleasantville tonight, and even with having every blanket that he can find in his room on top of him right now, Merton is freezing. It's times like this - and only times like this - where he momentarily regrets choosing to move into the basement. The heating down here isn't the greatest.

Well... usually it's alright, but tonight is much colder than usual around this time of year. Merton has to wonder if there's any supernatural reasoning for that, or if the winter season in Pleasantville just decided she wants to be a bitch this year.

He rather hopes there's no supernatural reasoning for it. An ice monster that controls weather is something that he doesn't fancy having to deal with. Not that he really does much of the dealing... that's mostly Tommy and Lori's job. They're much better at combat than he'll ever be. He's the brains of the trio, not the muscle.

Honestly, he wishes that he still had his heater down in his room, but unfortunately Becky had come down here and taken it while he was out at the store buying a few things. Now his parents are refusing to let him take it back from her. His parents don't even care that the heater was his to begin with. He bought it with his own money. But they don't care about that. They don't care about him.

Teeth chattering, he curls in on himself under the blankets, as the outside door to the basement opens up and a fresh wave of cold air comes rushing in.

"Shut the door!" He calls out to whoever is out there, he's too cold to lift the blanket off his head to see who the hell is out there letting all the cold air in. "It's freezing!"

He just hopes it's no creepy monster or whatever that's come to kill him. He's in no mood to try and defend himself from anything like that.

"Merton?"

Hearing Tommy's voice, Merton can relax in his slight worry that it might be something here to kill him. But he still makes no move to remove himself from his pile of blankets.

"Tommy!" Merton says, glad that it's just his best friend - slash the guy he possibly might have a huge crush on - that's turned up. "I'm glad you're here! Though, I don't plan on getting out from under these blankets anytime soon. Much too cold."

He would get up from under all these blankets if it wasn't so cold so he could actually talk to and see Tommy properly, but... he's quite comfortable where he is right now. Well, comfortable but very cold, so he supposes he's not really comfortable.

"You don't have a heater down here?" Tommy asks.

"No." Merton says, feeling the bed dip a little as he guesses Tommy's sat down on it. "I did have one, but Becky stole it and my parents won't let me take it back from her."

"Seriously? She took something of yours, and you're not allowed to take it back?" Tommy asks.

"Well, my parents care more about making Becky happy than they do me." Merton says. He's gotten used to his parents caring more about Becky than they do him. All he is to them is a disappointment. "All I am to them is a disappointment."