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Null knew you were coming over for a ‘sleepover’ he just wasn’t expecting the sight of you dragging two pillows into the office.
He simply watched you drag them in, they were twice the size of your character model, yet with full gusto you carried on before quickly shooting a glare at him.
“Care to help?” you spoke up.
“Nah”
You may have struggled to drag the pillows in but throwing one at his face was easier said than done, thankfully the pillow didn’t hurt as much as a chair as it peeled off his face and flopped onto the ground.
“You would not believe how hard it was to sneak around with these” you huffed before tossing the blankets, snacks and pillows aside, “Sweepers was still up and about so I was crammed into the lockers for a good ten minutes---- so if I sound out of breath---my bad”
He hummed in response to you, watching for you to spot the roll-in TV that he totally-didn’t-steal-and-totally-is-just-borrowing-it, it’s a pathetic machine and the low hum it produces when on gets on his nerves but sadly, being stuck in a 90s game—you can only do so much.
“Did you get the movies?” you asked him, taking your spot on the ground and making a little bed for you.
He picks up one of the movies with his nonexistence limbs and hands it over to you, “I hope you like low res- shi—ty D movies cause that’s what we got here”
Your smile widens as you take it from his hands, “Good enough for me--- maybe it’ll be so boring I’ll actually get some good sleep for once”
“it’s better than having a sugar crash” he quips back, sitting down on his spot next to you, throwing the blanket over his legs and the pillow behind his neck.
You scramble over to put the tape into the VCR and let it rewind, once it was done you pressed play and made you way back to your spot next to Null and proceeded to open a bag of pretzels.
The movie itself was just as bad as you had hope, while Null winced at the poor acting and bad costumes, you were laughing out of sheer second-hand embarrassment, pointing out how bad but hilarious everything was while stuffing your face with snacks.
Null lost focus pretty quickly for it, he just couldn’t bear to watch any more, finding more enjoyment eating the snacks, his eyes look over to the pretzel bag, seeing your hand halfway hanging in the bag, your eyes more focused on the movie. Slowly he reaches out, his hands just a few inches away from yours but just as his fingertips were about to touch your knuckles, you yank your hand out, pointing to the screen.
“I can’t believe she said that!” exclaiming while you pointed at the screen, “man, that would not fly in today’s day in age”
“hm yeah” he quietly replied back, a little disappointed but he rather not let it show, he’d rather die than admit he cares about you in any capacity.
The movie dragged on but by around the middle-end of it, your form suddenly slumped on Null and he froze in place for a moment, relaxing once he looked over and saw you were out like a light, a soft snore escaping your mouth. A chuckle escapes his mouth as he shuffle into a more comfortable position, letting your head rest on his arm, pulling the blanket over the two of you, he closed his eyes and let himself drift to sleep…..
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Suddenly he was awoken by movement on his side.
He doesn’t know how much time as past but considering that the tape had now fully run out it had been a while. He glances over to you and see your form twitching, a strained expression on your face. Deep in his chest, a bubbling sense of worry grew in him as he watched your shake like a leaf under those blankets, mumbling something he couldn’t pick up on.
Null wasn’t good at comfort but he couldn’t sit there and watch you suffer, gentling he nudged your body.
“Hey…hey! Wake up dummy!”
It seemed to work as your eyes snapped open and you reactively sat up and slapped him across the face.
He let out a distorted yell as he pulled back, “Ow! What—the fu---ck was that about!?!”
Hearing his voice seemed to snap you out of whatever daze you were in, blinking, “huh----uh? Null?”
“Who else? The boogey man?” he grumbled, rubbing the sore spot, “You okay? It looked like you were having a nightmare”
“oh..ha…I guess I was” you were deflated as you spoke, a somber look in your eyes, “sorry for slapping you”
“eh I’ve been through worst….do you want to talk about it?” he spoke again, a bit softer this time.
You shake your head, “no…not at all”
Without word, you scooted a bit closer to him, quiet, fiddling with the blanket. He sighs and throws his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest. You don’t fight him on this as your face buried itself into his shirt, the bottom of his chin rest on the top of your head.
“Feeling better?” he asks.
“Yeah…thanks Null” you murmured, your shaking eases and you found yourself relaxing once more.
Keeping you close, he waits once more till you’ve fallen asleep again, thankfully this time, you seemed far more relaxed which ease him. Your form pressing against his body brought a sense of comfort to himself that he didn’t know he needed, Null tended to avoid physical contact even with you.
But tonight, he could make an exception.