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*For anyone that missed, Truthless Recluse/Pure Vanilla is blind here, but not like bad vision, like once his staff isn’t being used, he’s 100% blind.
Just wanted to clarify so someone doesn’t get confused
Truthless recluse had just entered his room, the one shadow milk carefully set up just for him, feeling tired with eye bags dragging his eyes down, his vision slightly blurry as he began to make his way to his bed.
It had been a long day, as in, he was either being bombarded by shadow milks presence, being forced to listen to him talk and play games, and having to have his attention solely focused on him, unable to even look away before shadow milk would throw a fit about ‘being ignored’.
He could almost feel a headache poking his brain nagging him about sleep, which prompted him to hurry off with his clothes, placing them on the dresser and crawling into his bed, placing his staff to the side, and being blinded by darkness.
The one thing he will give Shadow Milk Cookie is just how comfortable the bed is, how it just envelopes him and he feels like sinking into a giant marshmallow which puts pause to his worries and struggles.
He wrapped the blanket around him curling into it like it was cuddling him, and began to shut his eyes, when a soft, tiny object appeared in front of him.
Okay well, he’s sure it was already there which is odd, I guess, but he felt it, so he grabbed it, feeling the object and guessing it was an object, or a plush toy. It didn’t take long for him to guess what plush this was based on the feeling of the frills and the hair.
TR pondered, what was a plush doing in his bed? Most likely it was a taunt to remind him of where he was, and who was in control, but it just didn’t feel like that, it felt more, comforting?
Feeling conflicted he grabbed the plush and held it to his chest, cuddling the little shadow milk as he began to nod off.
That moment was cut short when all of a sudden, a little poof was heard, and Truthless recluse felt a large presence in his arms.
“UHMM… WHAT are you doing Pure Vanilla Cookie?”
“…..”
“Why are you in my bed…”
He could hear Shadow milk scoff, and reply harshly,
“I was going to scare you, but I thought about it, and I realized I bothered you enough earlier and I was tired myself, but you had already entered so I couldn’t leave!”
Honestly, TR didn’t really wanna deal with his shenanigans, not even sure whether to believe his story or not, but answered,
“….so then, why are you still here..?”
He could hear shadow milks breathing slow, almost halting entirely, but return with quick responses which felt more like excuses.
“Well, I can’t just spend time with you can I?”
“Does there even need to be a reason?”
“I’m bored and I don’t feel like bothering Candy Apple cookie or Black Sapphire cookie”
He just kinda kept rambling like someone desperate to keep a conversation, almost like trying to extend his stay on purpose.
Truthless Recluse could tell just by hearing him, but what really made that obvious was the slow grasp onto him, pulling him closer to Shadow Milk Cookie.
“H-hey uhm— what are you doing??”
Shadow Milk cookie didn’t respond, however, he felt himself being entangled with Shadow Milks limbs, which were heavy, probably from tiredness.
“Doesn’t…matter..” Shadow milk whispered, his voice laced with sleep.
Truthless Recluse paused, the closeness of their bodies was getting to him, not sure whether the blush sweeping his face was because he was hot, or he was embarassed.
He tried to struggle out of Shadow Milks grasp, weak from the exhaustion plaguing him.
“….Shadow Milk….”
He didn’t need to know whether Shadow Milk was staring, he could feel eyes looming over him, feeling self conscious and a little scared.
“..Are you not going to move?..”
Shadow Milks response was calculated, almost as if he was testing the waters,
“Do I have to?”
Right, being the master of deceit and basically ruling over him, he didn’t feel like he had many options.
“…”
Sigh
“No. Just let me sleep.”
Truthless recluse put his head down, his head against SMC’s chest, burying into it, shifting towards Shadow Milk so that their bodies were more wired together.
It must’ve took Shadow Milk by surprise, his breath stopped and clearly being held in. His body tensed up despite previously his limbs melting into TR’s.
Sensing this, Truthless recluse shifted once more towards the crook of Shadow Milks neck, nestling his face there.
He could feel the heat radiating off the beast, clearly being confused by Truthless Recluses actions.
“I can’t sleep if your so tense”
Shadow Milks gaze lingered on him, the sharp gaze becoming softer and eventually resigning themselves to shut eye.
Shadow Milk Cookie’s body relaxed, once again becoming heavy, however, TR became once again enveloped by SMC, as his arms held him in place, feeling a lanky finger twirl his longer hairs.
Truthless Recluse felt a little strand of hair, which felt unlike his and began to comb it. Realizing it was definitely Shadow Milks hair, his hand slipped out from Shadow Milks chest and through his neck crook, meeting the eye covered hair, and began to gently comb it, avoiding the eyes as to not hurt them.
Now. Many times, Shadow Milk has caught Truthless Recluse off guard, startled him, scared him, disturbing him, or putting him on edge to eventually scare him or torture him later.
However this time he was really caught off guard when a soft rumble could be felt on Shadow Milks chest and neck, which he instantly realized was purring.
Truthless Recluse paused, and so did the purring, which when he resumed hair combing, so did that purring.
Unironically this is the best thing to happen, so now when Shadow Milk wants to be a bitch and disturb him, he’ll just have this small bit of blackmail dangling above him like a cat toy.
..get it?
Truthless Recluse’s sleep came quite later than he thought, still combing the Beasts hair gently, feeling his eyes shut, as the darkness swallowed him whole.
And for the first time since getting here, he did not have a nightmare, and had a good sleep.