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The abrupt banging on your door startled you awake, begrudgingly, you rose from your soft mattress and padded towards your bedroom door.
You swung open the door to reveal Jeff and Ben, the height different of the two making you chuckle as they stood in front of your door, Ben had his arms crossed over the front of his chest, looking up at you with a smirk, Jeff had his hand in a fist, hovering where your door had been before you flung it open.
“Hey.. [name] you up for checking out that old shed type thing in the woods we saw the other day? Ya know, the one you saw on a mission and then told me about and then we passed it and blah blah- anyway wanna go see it?” Jeff lowered his fist to his side mid sentence, then bringing it to the back of his head and itching it lightly with an awkward smile.
You blinked and dropped your head forward slightly tilting it to the side, mouth slightly agape, your hand was still gripping the door as you stared at the two.
“Wha- isn’t it literally 9:00 still?!” You swung your head behind you to peek at your alarm clock that definitely didn't show 9:00, “Yea ill go, but, ugh- just give me 20 minutes or somethin man I gotta get ready.”
“Alright, but we ain't waiting longer than that, got us?” Jeff pointed at the two of them with his thumb, swinging it back and forth a few times before the two walked over to the stairs and chatted about nonsense.
You sighed, though, you guessed it was better than staying in bed all day like you did yesterday.
You lightly closed your door and began searching through your closet for something to wear. Eventually you settled on a thick black coat with a fur trim that you had since you came here, a graphic tee, a pair of dark baggy denim jeans and some studded bracelets you stole off of one of your victims. You looked nice, though it looked the same as most of your other outfits, other than the fact that you had a dark red shirt instead of a dark blue one today.
You trudged over to your bedroom door and met the two men at the stairs, waving to get their attention, as they were clearly in deep conversation about whether Mario or Zelda was better.
“Took ya long enough!” Ben remarked with a more than familiar giggle.
He sounds so cute when he laughs like that.
What? You shook your head and tried to forget what you thought.
“Let’s get going already!!” Jeff chimed, looking over to you and Ben then rushing down the stairs, arm tightly gripping the railing as he ran.
“Ah- well we better follow him before he runs out the door without us.” You gestured to the short blonde man as you followed down the stairs at a regular pace, rather than bolting to the door, the shorter man walking behind.
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The three of you had all reached the entrance of the mansion, Ben and yourself waiting for Jeff to give up on tying his shoes and to just shove his feet in his very much needed to be replaced shoes.
Once he had given up, You and Ben headed out the door, without saying goodbye to the residents that had resided in the living room at the time.
The loud crunching of fall leaves rustled below the three of you. You looked behind at your small group every little bit, just to make sure no one was following you or the others.
“So... how far was there left till we’re there? This is taking foreveerrr!!” Ben complained, begrudgingly taking another step, hunched over forward, as if he were much older than he is.
“Come on, we're almost there! You gotta have faith Ben! Im tellin ya it's gonna be so cool! You’ll be shocked when you see the outside, it's gotta be amazing in there!!” You beamed, a wide smile plastered across your face, You rested your arm over the slightly shorter man's back, patting it twice before retreating back to your side.
“[name] I feel like you guys have wayyy too much faith in this shed thing- I mean- its an abandoned shed for fucks sake! You guys are gonna be super disappointed when we get there."
The bright blonde man sighed and continued on with the walk towards the mystery shed-thing.
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Your small group eventually reached the larger then expected light blue shed. Ben tilted his head in confusion as to what was possibly so interesting to you and Jeff.
“Tada! This is the shed!!!” Jeff grinned, staring at Ben, his arms spread out as he stood in front of the old shed.
“C’mon! Let's head inside already!” You cheered, hurriedly gripping Ben’s wrist, practically dragging him inside while Jeff chased next to you two and pulled open the wooden doors.
You had told Ben to close his eyes before looking inside, you had also faced him as you moved into the shed, back facing away from him.
The two of you both slowly stepped into the larger shed, your hand messily covering Ben's eyes, as you didn't trust him to not peek,
As you descended, you swiftly turned around to view the contents of the shed, you and Jeff were instantly disappointed at the sight, with it being only a few shovels, saws, axes, and such tools hung on the wall, with a work bench sat below them, on the wall across there were two chairs leaning up against the wooden walls.
“Ha! I fuckin knew it! It's just some loser shed in the woods! You guys were all hyped up for nothing.” Ben teased, grinning wider than you imagined you'd ever seen him before.
Swiftly, you swung your head pack to face Ben, your right arm still wrapped around his wrist tightly, you quickly rushed your free hand back onto the slightly shorter man's eyes, as you realized that it had fallen.
“I told you to not peek! You little cheater! Ugh-” Ben chuckled at your attempts to cover his vision once again.
"Well.. since there's nothing here we should probably head back, right [name]?” Jeff sighed before he asked, clearly just as disappointed as you were.
You sighed as you turned your head to face the taller man, nodding in agreement.
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Ben and you had successfully made it back from the shed, leaving Jeff still outside once you two made it to the living room. You hadn't realized it, but your hand was still firmly gripping Ben’s own, as your hand had moved to Ben’s rather than his wrist for a better grip, and so he didn't scurry off to who knows where and get lost while you were returning, though, he's been here longer than you have, he would know the woods around the mansion better than you did.
He probably wouldn't have gotten lost anyway.
It was just for safety. You thought.
If it's just for safety, Why am I still holding his hand!!?? You panicked and abruptly yanked your hand away from Ben’s, holding it to your chest, your face visibly red, trying to stay calm in such an embarrassing situation.
Ben looked over to you once he noticed you had removed your hand, he swiftly turned back once he realized what had happened, trying to play it cool as you were, though it was easy to tell he was nervous through the glitches in his speech.
You began to wonder if he noticed much earlier, and oddly just hadn't said a word about it, probably not, as that would be completely unlike him.
“So..! you wanna go and play Zelda in your room, Ben?” You attempted to break the extremely awkward silence, though, not as well as you’d hoped to.
“Hm-? H4- Y34, Th4t 50und5 l1k3 4 gr34t 1d34..! l3ts g3t 901n9 th3n!” Ben laughed nervously before standing and walking towards the hallway, waiting for you to follow.
The two of you strolled down the hallway towards Ben’s room. pushing open the tall wooden door once he and you arrived at it.
Ben smiled as you headed into his dark bedroom, various posters messily taped to the walls, it was a comforting sight, seeing your best friend's bedroom, it felt like a cool gust of wind in your face on a hot summer day.
You settled into a beanbag that Ben had dragged out of his messy closet, The blonde man flopping down next to you.
Ben leaned forwards to his dresser and began rummaging through a drawer that, from your angle, looked as if it was full of wires and such things.
He straightened his back and turned his head towards you, a large smile plastered on his face as he held up two controllers, handing one to you as he leaned forwards again to plug them into his console.
Once Ben had sat back up, the two of you proceeded to play various older Nintendo games.
Before you knew it, your eyelids had begun to feel heavy, drooping closed before you could stop them.
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A light shake from a familiar face had awoken you, he began giggling slightly when you had opened your eyes to see the short blonde man hovering above you, Ben stuck out his finger and poked your forehead a few times, attempting to annoy you into getting up with said action.
You rose from the dark green bean bag, rubbing your eyes and blinking a few times before registering what was happening around you.
The short blonde man struggled to contain his laugh as he looked at you, his hands clutching his chest as he bent over forwards, unoccupied hand pressed against his knee for support.
“Wha- What's so funny?!” You grumbled, your eyebrows furrowed as you placed your arms on your hips.
“Gosh, you look so silly when you were sleeping, you snored like a bear! It was so stupid.” Ben remarked as he wiped his eye with the side of his finger while he spoke.
“Huh?! I don't even snore, you're lying!” You exclaimed.
Ben simply smirked and walked off, heading outside of his room and into the dimly lit hallway. You hadn't noticed the time, as it was almost midnight when you awoke, rather than the early afternoon when you had originally started drifting off.
You began to ponder on why Ben hadn't woken you up sooner, though, trying not to give it too much thought, you concluded that it was because ‘he just didn't want to disturb you, or maybe that he didn’t notice?’ You continued trying to think of reasons until you noticed Ben standing in front of you holding out a glass of water, presumably one he had grabbed when he left his bedroom earlier. Ben had also been wearing different clothes than before, you didn't remember if he grabbed anything from his dresser before he left, though, it wouldn’t be unlikely that you just hadn’t noticed with your lingering drowsiness.
You reached out your arm to retrieve the offering from the blonde man standing in front of you, and began examining his attire more closely.
He wore a longer dark green shirt with a faded design, along with black shorts that hung a little above his knee, and his favorite green hat that he barely ever took off unless he was sleeping or showering.
Ben flopped down next to you on the bean bag once again, taking a swig of the glass he held in his non dominant hand.
“Next time- if you're gonna fall asleep in my bedroom I'd rather it be on the actual bed." Ben joked, turning his head to face yours with a smile.
“What do you mean?” You raised an eyebrow
“What I mean is that you totally fell asleep on my shoulder and stuff! You looked peaceful well- other than the fact you were snoring, so I decided to not wake you up.” Ben replied nonchalantly, taking another sip of his water.
. . . . . !
“WHAT!?!” You yelped, your body completely froze from shock. Quickly, your face grew completely flushed, burying it in your palms.
Ben swung his head forward, his hand pressing on his knee for support as he failed to contain his laughter.
“You were drooling and everything, it was so funny!” Ben struggled to get the words out through his cackling.
The laughter slowly died down from Ben as you wallowed in embarrassment.
“Soo... You wanna smoke?”
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You and Ben were both sitting on his bed, Ben was holding his precious dark green tinted bong, flicking a black lighter just under the bowl.
He struggled to get the lighter to start a flame, eventually passing the bong and lighter to you instead for better luck. As he shoved the bong over, the base knocked into your face. Your nose had begun bleeding profusely from the contact.
“Ah! Shit- sorry are you okay dude?” Ben leaned forwards, his empty hand out holding the side of your face gently, wiping your nose with his thumb before scattering around to look for tissues.
“Ugh- ill go deal with this before I bleed all over your blankets.” You began moving your legs over to the edge before Ben stopped you, grabbing your shoulder as you were shifting off the bed.
“Ill get a box of tissues- just stay there, and lean your head back already- You're dripping on your jeans.” Ben hurried into the bathroom which fortunately was right next to his bedroom. You could hear him messing around in there for a few seconds before he stuck his head out again.
He rushed out of the bathroom while pulling a small amount of the tissue out of the box and crouched in front of you, gently wiping the blood off of your face.
You couldn't help but blush and smile while Ben took care of you, it was unusual seeing this side of him lately, as he would usually just make fun of you if something like this happened.
Ben handed you a piece of the tissue for you to hold on your nose, then turned away to throw away old tissues. You shifted your legs back onto the mattress before he climbed back up once again and reached for his bong and lighter once more.
“Well, you wanna try this again?” Ben held out the bong, much farther away from your face than last time.
“Yeah sure.” You replied before tossing the held tissue onto Ben's nightstand, missing horrendously as it ended up on the floor to eventually be swept under Ben’s bed.
As you lightly wrapped your fingers over the bongs neck, Ben flicked the lighter over the bowl for you instead of letting you do it yourself, as previous events in such situations lead him to not trust you with lighters. The flame burned brightly in the now dim lighting of Ben’s bedroom, His hand being illuminated by said flame that reflected off the tinted glass.
Ben’s hands were soft, or at least they looked so under the light. You kept thinking back when he was cleaning your face, right above your lip. It felt like such an intimate moment between you and him, though it wasn't the first time ever that he had taken care of you, it was the first time in a while. You had missed this side of him, you weren't sure why completely, but you had an idea.
Ben was a sweet man.
The growing sound of gurgling combined with the hazy smell of smoke and weed brought you back to reality, out of your spiraling thoughts about the man sitting in front of you. You already had your lips placed gently on the mouth piece, you inhaled deeply, causing you to recoil and cough a few times with your other hand on your chest.
Ben noticed as he took the bong from your hands, placing it next to himself as he reached forward for your arm to prevent you from falling off the bed on your back. He pulled you forwards into his arms, holding your back with one arm as the other was curled in between yours, your head nestled into his chest, he began patting your back a few times as you coughed before letting you go.
“You alright man? You know you're not supposed to take that big of a breath in.” Ben had a concerned expression on his face as he leaned back
You coughed once before answering back to him “Yeah, I guess I was distracted.. sorry.” Your gaze fell to the ground in embarrassment, face as red as a tomato.
“Don't sweat it man, it happens to me all the time.” Ben reassured you, leaning onto his pillow with his arms behind his head before reaching over to his bong once again.
The thick haze of smoke filled the room as Ben and you smoked together over the passing hours, Ben and you were extremely high. Eventually, Jeff had wandered in to complain about the smell from Ben’s room, only to walk in on the two of you sitting next to each other leaning with your arms behind your heads, almost in sync, with the bong nestled in between you and him.
“Oh so THAT’S why it smells like ass in here.” Jeff concluded as he peaked his head into the smoke filled room, coughing before declaring he was leaving because of said smell.
“He- he just doesn't get us, man! We’re sooo cool, like, too cool for him, he won't understand our ways, he’ll like... idontevenknowww man..” You rambled on for a few more minutes before stopping and just staring in front of you, looking at nothing in particular.
Your gaze shifted, instead of looking at nothing you began to intensely stare at Ben, who hadn't noticed till you let out a small ‘huh..’ while you were looking into his eyes.
“Dude, why are you looking at me like that...?” Ben asked, his head tilted to the side as he looked over at you.
“Huh..? Man.. You just look so peaceful over there, like.. So jolly. Just happy and cute..” You responded, your words coming out slower than intended.
“Cut3...? Wh0 4r3 y4 c4lling cut3.!” Ben giggled and blushed slightly, raising his arm in the air, attempting to form a fist.
“Yea... you're just peaceful and cute, like, chill cutie..! Over there being so cute..” You lifted your hand to Ben’s face and caressed it gently. “I don't know how you do it Ben.”
Ben’s face changed from a light blush to full on flustered, he smiled widely and looked away.
“1'm n0t cut3..!” Ben murmured, struggling to hide his forming blush, he moved his arms to his chest, pulling on a necklace he wore.
“You're such a tsundere.. Nina was right..” You giggled, moving your other hand to Ben’s face, grabbing it and moving it so he faced you and not the ground, though he still looked away from you. You moved your arms away from Ben’s face and laid them on your lap.
Ben hesitated, grabbing one of your arms and placed it on his cheek again with his hand over top of yours, his hand being slightly bigger than your own.
Ben wrapped his arms around your neck lightly, leaning forward and resting his head on your shoulder, effectively hugging you.
You hugged him back, resting your head on Ben's shoulder as he did yours, ‘Ah- I totally have a crush on Ben..’ you thought to yourself, a hard blush forming on your face as you embraced the blonde man.
Ben let go of you, keeping his hands resting on your shoulders, slowly he creeped up onto your face. Once he reached your cheeks, he caressed them gently as he stared at you.
He pulled your head somewhat closer and pressed a kiss onto your lips, holding himself there after you placed your arms around his shoulders, melting into his kiss.
Ben pulled away for a moment, attempting to hide his smile as he looked away. You removed your arms from around his shoulders quickly, unsure if he still wanted to kiss you again.
“0h my g0d.. D1d 7h47 234lly ju57 h4pp3n..?” Ben panicked as he fumbled with his words, gushing out apologies before you could stop him.
“Ben, stop it. You know I wouldn't have kissed you back if I didn't want to.” You reassured him, leaning back on the bed.
“Y34h, m4n I am high.. And tired..” Ben switched the topic to avoid further embarrassment, laughing nervously after he finished talking.
“Me too man. Can I borrow your clothes..? I don't wanna go all the way down the hallway.” You hesitantly asked.
“Yeah sure, let me get you something..” Ben hopped off his bed and rummaged through one of his dresser drawers and pulled out a shirt and shorts for you to wear and handed them to you. They were slightly too big, though it didn't matter to you, as long as it was comfy.
You took the clothes and lightly pushed Ben's face onto the pillow to force him look away while you changed, being only slightly suffocated, he moved his arms to curve around his head while he laid on his stomach.
You messily threw your old clothes onto the floor, then slipped into the other ones. Once you had finished, you tapped the back of Ben's head to let him know you were done.
He turned his head back to face you, then sat up properly and waited for you to sit next to him.
“You should go to sleep, I think slender wants us to go do some boring missions tomorrow..”
“Ugh.. man I don't care about the missions, I just wanna get high.” You respond groggily, shifting to lay your head on Ben's lap, feet up against the wall.
“Dude your eyes are literally closing as I say this. Go to sleep.” Ben retorted, shoving a hand over your eyes in an attempt to force you to sleep.
“Hah- Not the first time I've heard that.” You giggled before eventually giving into your sleepiness.
After you had fallen asleep once again, Ben played with your hair, running his fingers through it gently while you slept while making sure you didn't wake up again.
Eventually, he had shifted down enough that you ended up laying on his chest while he was under the blankets.
The two of you had stayed like that until Jeff had come to wake Ben up for breakfast the next morning.