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PART 1: RACKET, KNICKS, AND BEDTIME
BoomBox rubbed his face, awoken by some loud sounds. In his annoyance, he sighed, swinging his legs out of bed so he could get up.
He walked out of the room Subspace was letting him borrow, and headed over to the door of Subspaces office. He could hear some clanking noises from metal bolts and wrenches, the mumbling and grumbling of a mad scientist who was the one making all that racket.
“Augh .. I can’t believe I knicked myself !!” Sub squeaked in an obnoxious tone, he sounded like a nerd.
BoomBox opened the door carefully, slipping into the others office, sneaking behind his chair.
“Sub, it’s time for a break, you’ve been at this for hours. It’s almost 5 AM” BoomBox had his face next to Subspaces head, he was close
“AUGH !! BOOMBOX !!” Subspace jumped out of his chair like a scared cat, you could actually slightly see the hair on his head rise up. “What are you doing in my office at this time .. I thought you were asleep !!” Subspace turned around, pushing an accusing finger into BoomBoxes chest
BoomBox sighed and grabbed the smaller demons hand, inspecting it to see if it was the one with the cut on it that he heard him mumbling about. “You woke me up with all your clanking. That wrench is loud you know,” he rubbed the hand that Subspace hurt with his thumb, scanning it to make sure nothing else was wrong
Subspace frowned dramatically and scoffed slightly, he was embarrassed. “My apologies then .. For waking you up BoomBox.” He mumbled out.
BoomBox smiled, “It’s okay Sub, I know you didn’t mean to. Now, lets go get this finger fixed.” He dragged the other to the bathroom to grab some bandaids, Sub didn’t put up a fight and willingly followed him.
Although most people would have seen Subspaces apology as rude and disrespectful, or even immature and ingenuine, BoomBox knew that it was an honest one. He understood that Subspace didn’t come by emotions well, and because of his egotistical nature .. Apologies were well- difficult.
BoomBox had sat Subspace on the lid of the toilet while he grabbed a little medkit [heh medkit ref /j] so he could get some bandaids. “Next time make sure to be more careful okay ? You have enough knick scars as is, and this is like the 10th time you’ve done it this week.” BoomBox was like a mother with how he scolded Subspace, he was only ever like this when he was tired though .. Sub was thankful for that.
“Augghh .. You do not need to nag me BoomBox !! I am PERFECTLY fine. You know I have been doing this for years, a couple knicks is nothing compared to scars I’ve gotten while phighting !!” Subspace crossed his arms as he stared at Boombox, not aware that he was skightly kicking his feet as they spoke
“You’re being childish,” BoomBox grabbed Subs hand as he cleaned the small knick and applied the bandaid.
Subspace grumbled at BoomBoxes comment, deciding not to spit something back at him because he knew it would just end in him losing .. as it usually did. BoomBox would end up distracting him or shutting him up one way or another
“Now then, it’s time to sleep !! I cannot wait to get some shut eye ..” BoomBox grinned to himself, not bothering to put the medkit back where it was originally placed .. because he’s tired of course, not just because hes lazy.
As BoomBox was “putting” away the medical supplies, Subspace hopped off the toilet, ready to walk off back to his office to hopefully continue his work and then fall asleep in his chair, again .. But before he could get a foot out of the door he was whisked away into the air, and being held by .. BoomBox.
“BoomBox what are you doing !?” Subspace thrashed around, trying to get out of the music demons grasp.
“I said bedtime, so we’re going to bed !! I know you are just going to waltz back into your office and start making all those loud noises again, and I am not putting up with that for another day. I need *sleep*, and you need *sleep*.” He explained while walking to the guest room he was given.
“You’re sleeping with me tonight, it’s jail time for you Sub. And don’t even try to complain or get out of this because I’m not letting up.” BoomBox was stern with his plan, and you really could tell that nothing could convince him to do anything else. So .. Subspace was stuck with BoomBox until the morning.
He still complained and thrashed as they climbed into bed, and even as they got all cuddled up in bed. There were some curse words and insults, a couple poor attempts at using violence to solve his current problem .. But alas, to no avail.
Slowly, the small demon started to run out of energy, huffing as his body went limp, his eyes felt heavy and his body felt tired.
BoomBox tucked Subspaces head under his chin, clicking a little button on his glasses so they played some relaxing music that Subspace always enjoyed listening to when he wanted to sleep, or to just calm down.
“Hush now .. it’s bedtime Sub,” BoomBox rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb, feeling as Subspace grabbed onto one of his fingers softly, his breathing slowing down, and his eyes closing
“Mm .. Goodnight BB ..” he mumbled before drifting off to sleep.
BoomBox smiled, closing his eyes as well and making sure to keep Subspace close to him while they drifted off to their own dreams
PART 2: MORNING BREAKFAST
Subspace groaned, nuzzling his face into something soft yet firm. It felt like something weighted was resting on him, and it felt very nice … he liked the feeling of pressure against his body. But something struck him as odd, it wasn’t like he had weighted blankets or anything .. and whatever he was sleeping on was weirdly comfortable, it didnt feel like his chair ? Also, what was he nuzzling against .. his pillows don’t feel anything like this !!
He blinked his eyes open, ceasing his cat like nuzzling to actually observe what he was holding onto
He opened his eyes to see, nothing, well except for a pillow his arms and legs were wrapped around. The weight was in fact from a weighted blanket, but it wasn’t his .. he was also surprisingly warm !!
Suddenly, he remembered everything that had happened from last night and where he was. “Augh .. pesky BoomBox telling me what to do with my work .. giving me some idiotic ‘bedtime.’” He grumbled to himself as he slipped out of bed slowly, walking out of the guest room to go and find BoomBox.
There was a part of him that was a bit disappointed to wake up and not see that annoyance of a new “roommate” next to him, but that feeling was quickly flushed away deep into his heart.
He continued to walk through the house, taking note of some music and other noises coming from the kitchen. It sounded like .. what was that ?? 80s pop .. the clanking of a pan on the stove .. and BoomBoxes humming that he did when be was listening to his music, which was literally every day at almost every second of his life.
“BoomBox what are you doing. You better not be ruining any of my stuff !!” Subspace was back to his complaints and baseless assumptions. He waddled down the stairs and into the kitchen like a tiny tyrant
Boombox ignored his words, and just acknowledged his existence. “Sub !! You’re finally awake, I was waiting for when you’d finally get out of bed. It’s already almost 11.” BoomBox had a soft smile on his face, his little glasses showed a “^_^” expression. “I assumed you’d wake up around this time, so I started making you breakfast.”
The smaller demon walked over and inspected the food with his hands behind his back like some kinda drill instructor and just gave a small approving nod. “It looks good I suppose, and doesn’t smell rancid .. But looks will not deceive me !! Taste is what really matters, this better be impressive BoomBox .. or I’m never letting you in my kitchen AGAIN !!” He snickered as he trotted off to the dining table. Boombox could tell he was excited.
He always said that kinda stuff every single time BoomBox made him any kind of food, and every time Sub enjoyed his cooking, as well as the bits of baking that he did. But of course .. he had to give empty threats anyways
“What do you want on your pancakes Sub ?” BoomBox asked, looking over his shoulder slightly, towards the other
Subspace puffed out his chest slightly, “surprise me !! you have been living here for quite a while so I would HOPE you know my tastes !!” He said, a bit of challenge on his tongue
“Uh-huh, alrighty then Sub, I’ll surprise you.” BoomBox grabbed 2 pancakes, putting chocolate syrup between the both of them with whipped cream, and then drawing an unhinged face on the top of the pancake with chocolate syrup. It looked to be someone getting poisoned and .. shrieking ?
He added strawberry jam to represent the blood, and whipped cream for some extra detail to give the pancake victim some personality
“There ya go Sub, I hope you enjoy my surprise” BoomBox slid the plate of pancakes on the table, sitting down while he munched on his own, waiting for Subspaces reaction to his new masterpiece
Subspace inspected the pancake like it was an actual piece of art, giving a flat unapproving face, showing he didn’t like it at all. “Hmm .. Mediocre !!” He commented, but still stabbed directly into it, munching on this poor pancake victim
BoomBox chuckled a bit as he watched Subspace eat his food. Although his prior expression and statement said otherwise, BoomBox could tell he enjoyed it a lot.
You could see a tiny smile threaten the corners of his mouth, and he could feel Subspaces feet softly kicking under the table when he 1st was presented the pancakes
“Well then, it seems I have to try harder next time !!” BoomBox sighed jokingly in defeat.
“Hehe .. it does seem so !! But I suppose you can continue to use the kitchen .. But next time I will not show you mercy BoomBox !!” Subspace snickered evily.
He said that every time, and even though he in some sense meant it, he wasn’t ever going to ban BoomBox from the kitchen