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Billy and Stu had just come home from a tiring night of killing. Peeling off their ghostface garb, tossing them into a hamper dedicated to bloodied and particularly messy clothes. Stu seems to be nearly bouncing off the walls as excitement boils beneath his skin. While Billy sets their tools on the kitchen counter, their knives- covered in a thick and sticky layer of blood- and the voice changer. Making a mental note that he’d have to clean them up later. He gives a gentle smile to his partner, as Y/n comes running into a big hug with Stu. They bury their head into his chest, nuzzling and rubbing against the soft, fuzzy textures of his sweater.
“Mm, you feel so warm, baby. I missed you.”
Stu chuckles, wrapping his arms around them, “Only gone a couple hours.”
“Too long,” they mumble.
Y/n catches a glimpse of Billy out of the corner of their eye, perking up to get a better look at him. They give a shy grin, then press back, closer, into Stu. They can feel Billy behind them moments later, snaking his thin arms around their waist. He plants a kiss to the top of their head, grinning. “Miss me too, angel?” He whispers into their ear.
They hum, “Of course.”
His grin widens, “Good.” He leans in closer, so he’s resting his head on them. “Think we should move somewhere comfier, darling?”
They let out a small, muffled whine, “Mm, wanna stay right here.”
Stu giggles, his eyes crinkling as a goofy expression finds its way on his face. He begins carding his fingers through Y/n’s hair. “Feeling cozy between us?”
They gently nod.
“Well, too bad, we’re moving.” Before they can process what he’s doing, Billy briefly parts from them and Stu picks them up in his arms. Carrying them bridal style.
They let out a surprised shriek, trying to hold themselves back from laughing (and failing miserably), “Stu!”
“Aaa, Billy, help!” They joke, “Stu’s got me.”
They can see Billy shaking his head beside Stu, as the three of them enter their shared bedroom. Stu gently set them on the bed, quickly finding a cozy spot next to them.They hold onto the front of his sweater, and curl up in his arms. Billy’s quick to lay next to them. A slight curve to his position as he rests his head above Y/n’s, and next to Stu’s. Legs tangled with Stu’s, creating a spot for their angel to nestle in between them.
Stu has both of his partners tucked nicely under his arms. He leaves tiny kisses on them, and nuzzles his head closer to Billy’s, close enough their foreheads touch. They can feel their warm breaths on each other's faces. They share a short kiss, and then shut their eyes. Their breathing slowly falls into a rhythmic pattern- in sync with one another. A muffled murmuring sound startles them from near slumber. The two of them give worried glances to their baby.
“Y/n,” Billy starts out softly. “You okay, baby?”
They let out a low sound, not dissimilar to a purr, as they try to muster the words from their sleep riddled head. “I love you,” they all but whisper out.
Billy chuckles, smiling down at them, “Love you, too.” He leaves them with a final kiss, as does Stu, as they begin to drift into pleasant dreams, surrounded by the comfort of each other’s love.