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•Stressed Skeppy(skephalo) •

Made on: 17th of October 2020
Published on:8th of December 2020

Skeppy was tired, I mean who wouldn't be after a  long day of recording, and stress due to the hate he's been getting on twitter for something he didn't do. To say the least Skeppy was overwhelmed and he knew the best way to de-stress. . . BAD! He always helped him when he was stressed or having a bad day so why would this be different?

Quickly, he sprinted out of his recording room and went to take a shower so he didn't have to endure Bad saying he smelt 'like spoilt potatoes'. Soon enough, he was finished and was in a ducky onesie and before he knew it he was rushing to Bad's and his room. As he reached the room, he wanted to calm himself down so he doesn't seem desperate.

BADS POV

As I heard the door unlock I looked to see my muffin standing there and I immediately realized that something was wrong so I softened my expression and put down my book on the nightstand and opened my arms for him to engulf himself into.

Skeppy's POV

As soon as I made eye contact with Bad, he immediately realized something was off so he put down his book and opened his arms for me, and at that moment I realized that I was so lucky to call this boy mine to show that Bad was only mine and he was no one else's. As fast as I could've, I rammed myself into his arms, taking his vanilla scent in no matter how hard anyone tries it will never leave it's as if its just natural scent.

3RD PERSON POV

Skeppy was immediately engulfed in Bad's arms and a soothing hand passed through his soft black hair, Bad knew all the ways to make Skeppy feel better, but he needs to know the cause of the problem to help.

"Hey muffin. . . what happened?" Bad said in the softest voice he could muster

Skeppy felt himself melt at Bad's tone but he needed to tell Bad what was going on. . .

"Stressed out. . ."

After hearing those words, Bad brought Skeppy's face high enough to make eye contact.

"Stressed??About what muffin?"

But instead of responding in words, Skeppy nuzzled his face further into Bad's chest and made a hum. Bad chuckled slightly but he needed an answer.

"Darling~"

 Bad knew that he could get Skeppy to do anything as long as he used a pet name. Skeppy's face flared up and he mildly moved his face out of Bad's chest and looked up at him and mumbled:

"Getting hate, alot of work to do. . ." 

Then it suddenly clicked for Bad and knew exactly how to fix this mess.

"Want me to read a story?" To some people it may seem childish but for Skeppy, listening to Bad's voice is just pure heaven, especially if it is his favourite story. Skeppy beamed and nodded his head violently, Skeppy rotated and was now facing away from Bad waiting for him to get his book. Soon enough, Bad got his book and began reading it to Skeppy.

After around 20 minutes, Skeppy fell asleep and Bad kissed his forehead and placed him down to cuddle up with him, with Skeppy immediately latching onto him.

Word Count: 564