Object Show Onshots!!! ~ Mostly ii/bfb

Cheezits~ Leafmatchcil

(Human au becauzzzz....Duh.)

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Pencils P.O.V
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"Like a horse, with like, hands. Backwards centaur-"

"Pencil that's unbelievably cursed do NOT GRAB YOUR SKETCHBOOK NO-" Leafy tried to pull my arms back, but alas,  I had received my Sketchbook and Pens from the like, nightstand.

"I am begging you please do not draw backwards centaur it would ruin life as we know it." she whined, resting her head on my shoulder as I began to draw; 

It was only when I started to concentrate and draw, when we heard small sniffles and light sobbing from the other corner of the bed.

"...Match?" I whispered, climbing over Leafy to the blanketed, curled up figure; Resting my arm on her shoulder. "Is she okay?" Leafy whispered into my ear, her concern just as vocal as mine.

"Thats what I'm trying to figure out!" Barking back-

"..Sorry..." I turned my attention back to match,  pressing myself up against her trembling form; "You okay?...."

"I'm Fine." She snapped, obviously not; "Just like, leave me alone." Match was breaking down; You could hear it in her voice.

"Yeah, no... You're like, obviously not fine Match."  Wrapping my arm around her; Much to her annoyance-

"It's nothing! Just Go away Pencil!!!" Match screeched, holding her knees. I pulled my arm away and looked to Leafy-

"What do we do?" I whispered, her face lighting up-

"You stay here, I have an Idea!!" She hopped out of bed,  leaving me and match-

'But what do *I* do?' Groaning, I shifted towards Match-

"If you don't want to talk about it, then let's change the subject."

"...Fine." She relaxed.

"What do you think of a like, Centaur but backwards?"

"Sounds horrifying." I started playing with her hair; 

"How is your hair so frikkin Soft?" I gasped, earning a snort from Match-

"It's called putting in conditioner, Pencil. Not just water like you." She spun towards me, hiding her face in my chest.

"I use shampoo!....Once a week." I ruffled the top of her head, adoring the deep red color; Like a apple or a cherry....

"Thats disgusting, Pence." Her hands rested on my shoulders, Her erratic breathing slowing down-

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Matches POV
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My mind was racing the whole time; I knew Pencil was doing her best but I couldn't calm down.

Her hands ruffled with my hair, any other time this would work like a charm but for some reason tonight was different.

I'm trying so damn hard to focus on something, her hands, her slow breaths..

Pencils heartbeat, yes. Just listen to the thumps....

1...2..1...2..

I tried to steady my breathing to the sound of it....It was working slowly...

"...I'm here.." Pencil whispered in my ear... I guess I was still crying.

She started rubbing circles on my back.. "Another one?" She mumbled- Ive been having panic attacks recently... This was by far the worst.

I couldn't answer without breaking down so I just nodded...

"It's gonna be okay. I'm here for you..." She cradled my head in her arms, putting her chin on the top; "I love you...."

I rested my hand on the crook of her arm, only being able to whine something along the same lines. 

"Oh honey.." I stared hopelessly into her blue-grey eyes as she wiped away my mascara lines, cupping my cheek.

I didn't respond; only resting my hand on her warmer one. 

"It's okay, Embers..."  

"You haven't used that nick name in forever.."

"BACK!!" Leafy ran in, startling the two of us-

"Woah lady, calm down." Pencil pulled me up; sitting up as well.

Leafy passed me a box of cheezits; my favorite- "Thanks..." I ripped open the bag, taking a bite;

I took a deep breath, feeling much better as I scorfed down some more-

"Please do not draw a backwards centaur."

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