Work Text:
It was late, 2 am to be exact. And Eight was still awake, why you ask?
It was because her roomate/friend Four, was just leaning on her shoulder and sleeping, a blanket covering them both. But here’s the thing, if this was anyone else, Eight would’ve just laid them down and put the blanket over them and let them sleep.
But now? She didn’t want to, she didn’t want to move at all. And that confused her alot. Why didn’t she want to move? Some bad action movie was playing on the small TV that the two agents shared. And Eight was trying her hardest to focus on said movie.
But she just couldn’t.
Every now and then she caught herself glancing over at Four, who was sleeping, Eight had suggested a movie-binge night. Where they would try to find the worst movies ever rated, and watch them. The movie that was now playing was Four’s last suggestion. It was a long movie, almost two hours long!
After a small while Eight couldn’t focus on the movie. She just looked at Four, the inkling who took her in after…the metro. Eight couldn’t help but admire Four, she was very friendly towards everyone, and very talented too! It made adore being with her, but as Eight was looking at the inkling a thought came into her mind.
”Why was she even looking at Four?” That thought sent Eight into a thinking spiral. Just confusion on why her brain had thought of such weird things. But then she thought of something more.
”Why was she looking over at Four so much?” That unlocked some memories from the past few months. She had been…looking at Four a lot, even when the girl wasn’t talking Eight still found herself just…looking.
Eight wasn’t looking at Four or the movie. Just looking at the ceiling of the shared apartment. Just more and more memories flooding in. But not just memories, feelings too.
Eight turned to look at Four, and with these memories back, she felt a familar yet estranged feeling in her. She felt nervous, happy and she felt a bit melancholy about it. Like something was…missing.
Eight never felt these things when she was with other people. So why did she fell these things with Four? Eight thought for a moment. Thoughts circling around her mind. And with the now knowledge of her memories she thought…
…
”Was she…inlove?”
…
”Was she inlove with…Four?”
She heard herself lightly gasp. Covering her mouth, hunching herself over slightly. She turned over to Four, Eight didn’t know what to feel. She didn’t know what she should do with these newly discovered feelings, what could she even do?
Now Eight felt three things, nervousness, anxious but the strangest one was…happiness? And a little bit of relief, Eight leaned her head against Four’s. She decided if she was gonna be confused, was was gonna do it not tired. Covering herself with the blanket before going to sleep.