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“ 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩????????? “
“ 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘚𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘖 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘧 “
Reddoons stared at the message displayed on his screen closely. His mind was fuzzy and all over the place– he's just finished streaming, and was laying on his bed doomscrolling for maybe the 8th time today. Getting that message was… definitely a bit surprising, to say the least.
He's not sure how to respond. Perhaps the man was just drunk, maybe the man was out of his mind. His fingers hovers over the keyboard, unsure what to do next. His roommate basically just asked him to come down and cuddle with him. That's not something that usually happens, not even in this house. And everything random happens in this house.
A thought crossed his mind. If he said yes and actually comes down, would he get, what, trolled? Or would he actually have to cuddle with this guy? Because from how the message seemed, there's a chance that's the scenario currently.
Temptations were getting to him. He murmured a barely inaudible “Screw it”, and slowly typed out a response.
“ 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯, 𝘰𝘮𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 “
He gets into a deep thought for a short while yet again. Redd threw his phone aside on his bed, and he steadily made his way outside the room. He was still pretty skeptical of this whole thing– heck, maybe he hadn't even fully grasped the fact that his roommate literally asked him for cuddles. Just out of nowhere.
Or maybe he did. And he just wanted to.
When he reached the living room, his roommate seemed to be facing the other way whilst laying on the couch. So he might have not noticed Redd.
“Hey,” He called out, “Heard you needed me here.”
His roommate quickly shifted his position, then faced him– a cheeky smile stretched across his face. A bit mischievous-looking…
“Yeah, I wanted to cuddle with you bro.”
Red looks at him in confusion. So he was being dead serious? There's just no joke or punchline behind this?
“... Is that it? Just… that? You're being serious about this?” He asked again, still unsure.
His roommate answered by grabbing his hands, then he said, “I am never joking when it comes to this, dude. I really want to cuddle. I’m like, touch-starved right now.”
“Why- why me though?”
“Don’t question it.” His roommate brought him closer, and in a blink, Redd’s already ended up on the couch laying down next to his roommate. There’s little to no space between them. It irritates him a little bit, considering that, obviously, he’s never been in this situation before. His roommate wrapped his arms and legs around his body, and Redd froze up at the sudden overwhelming touch. There’s definitely something odd going on in his roommate’s mind for him to casually do this.
It feels a bit weird, but strangely comforting, he’ll admit. He did get a little stressed an hour ago, so this was kind of… nice.
Redd feels the other running his fingers through his hair and stroking it gently. Eventually, Redd gave into his temptations and buried his face into the other’s chest. Redd could feel his breath, and he was getting warm. It was cozy as heck, he really had no idea how much he actually enjoyed this. Maybe he could stay like this for a little while.
“Are you liking this?” His roommate muttered softly to him.
He slowly nodded. “I guess so,” He replied, “I never really… did this with anyone else…”
“That sounds depressing, not gonna lie.”
He kept quiet, unsure what to say next. Redd wasn’t sure if he was even able to look into the other’s eyes without getting embarrassed and possibly flustered. He was still so, so confused.
“How was the stream, by the way?” He asks while ruffling through his hair. Redd only realised just now that their legs were sort of tangled together.
They’re so close…
He takes a deep, shaky breath, muttering, “...It was nice, I guess. Just… the game kinda stressed me a little… but it’s not that serious anyway.”
“Right, so does that mean this is basically a cuddle session to soothe your worries or something?” He asked in a snarky tone.
“I- I don’t– I don’t know, dude, you’re the one that asked me for this.”
His roommate held his face and forced him to look into his eyes. He never got this close with his face…
“And you accepted the offer. You could’ve just stayed in your room but you chose this, dude.”
Redd kind of hates how he was right. He had free will, he’s able to just say no. So why does he feel the need to cuddle with his roommate? It was genuinely bugging his mind.
And he’s enjoying this too. It feels genuinely comforting.
The man suddenly gave a kiss to his forehead. He almost flinched at the unexpected action. His roommate brought him closer again– and that was a relief, because he really wouldn’t like it if his roommate saw how flushed red his face was. He's sat and laid down on this couch so many times in the years he’s been living inside this house, but not once would he think that he’d be cuddling with his roommate on it today.
This was messing with his mind. He can’t think straight. As if this was even straight in the first place.
“Uhh… one random question,” He mumbled, “Is it, like, ethical if we do this again in the future, or…?”
“Totally.” He answered.
Redd didn’t know why he had to ask that– but knowing that his roommate wouldn’t mind this feels pretty assuring. He would admit that this feels nice. Getting so close, with their limbs tangled together, the way his roommate is combing through his hair… his smell…
Reddoons never thought he’d enjoy this kind of intimacy with his roommate of all people. But that’s fine, probably.
At least there was something that could distract him from his stress, after all.