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“I am NOT wearing that…”
You laughed softly, handing Sebastian a large T-shirt that had a Hello Kitty face printed on it. And to top it off, the shirt was bright pink. An eyesore to be sure, or at least that’s what Seb thought.
“Oh come on! It’s the biggest t-shirt I have and it’s comfortable! Much more comfortable than your usual outfit, and besides it’s not like you’ll be in public for anyone to see you in it.”
That… Was true. No way the world could handle a giant fish monster roaming the streets, luckily your home was out in the middle of the woods, away from civilization and more importantly, nosy people.
Still, Sebastian had a little bit of dignity left and he wanted to keep it intact.
“That might be, but look at it! It’s practically burning my retinas!” He held the shirt out in disgust as you handed it to him, acting like it was going to murder him if he wore it.
“You are so dramatic, it’s not gonna kill you Seb.” You laughed again, grabbing spare pillows and blankets from the linen closet, making your bed up for the two of you. You didn’t really have a big enough couch for him so sharing the bed is what you came up with.
“Besides it’s just to bed, after you wake up I’ll have your normal clothes cleaned and ready for you!” With the laundry basket in your hand, you walked into the laundry room with his damp clothes from the escape of the Hadal Blacksite you two had accomplished, setting it on top of the washing machine so you could clean them in the morning.
Sebastian grunted, looking down at the shirt in his clawed hands. It was… Soft. Even he would admit that, definitely softer than the rags he would wear throughout the blacksite.
He slithered his way towards your bathroom, thank God for your high ceilings. Closing the door behind him, he sighed heavily. It was way too late to go clothes shopping so he would have to wait until the next day for clothing that fit his standards, this was his only option if he wanted to sleep comfortably for once.
Sleep was never fond of Sebastian, always making sure he had the same recurring nightmares throughout the night. Waking up in a colder sweat as his mind made him remember the horrific memories of Urbanshade’s experiments in his slumber.
But it’s been a bit different since you entered his life, he still remembers that day you crawled through the tiny vent to his shop.
Of course he was every bit as hostile with you as he was with every other expendable that came through that God forsaken place. He thought you were no different from the others, and why should he have not? He had his reasons to.
The other expendables constantly flashed him with their flash beacons, some even knowing that it hurt his eyes and did it anyways just for sick laughs. The worst is when they would try to climb him, although they never really got far as Sebastian would put an end to that real fast.
But you… You were different, you never really did any of those horrible things. He wondered if it even crossed your mind at all throughout all the pleasant questions you asked like how was he doing that day.
it even seemed as if you would purposely die just to see him again, something he thought was laughable at first but he later would warm up to your company, waiting for you after death to see you and your stupid, but loveable face each time.
Sebastian’s thoughts were interrupted by your voice from the other side of the bathroom door, “Everything alright in there Seb?” Only you could call him that.
“Yeah, just peachy. I’ll be out in a second.” He looked back down at the t-shirt as you walked away, it was so… You.
He didn’t know how to explain it but in a way, it was cute, in a way. Nauseatingly so but still cute.
it showed your interests and it reminded him so much of you.
He rolled his eyes at his own stupidity. That was an idiotic thought, it was yours after all. Of course it would remind him of you.
He slipped on the t-shirt over his head, putting his arms through the holes and was surprised to see that there was a third hole cut out for his other arm.
He blinked in surprise, you… Ruined one of your shirts just so he could wear it?
The sentiment sent butterflies through his stomach, making him groan in slight disgust at how mushy he was being. You made him so lovey-dovey inside, making his insides gooey whenever you did stuff like this for him. He absolutely hated it.
Well, that was a lie that he told himself over and over. He didn’t hate it per say, it was just overwhelming at times.
Like now, he could feel his cold-blooded body heat up at the thought of you, just… You.
He shook his head and leaned against the bathroom sink, he had never felt this way for anyone before.
These feelings, they weren’t just overwhelming…
They were suffocating .
Sebastian hated feelings, he liked to just push them off and focus on roaming the blacksite and pick up whatever research or items he came across.
But he couldn’t do that anymore, he was living with you now.
You were unavoidable at this point, but he liked that.
What were you doing to him…?
Sebastian sighed, mentally prepared himself to face you again and slithered right back out of your now shared bathroom.
He came out to see you already nestled in bed, pillows and blankets surrounding you on your side like you were in some kind of nest.
He couldn’t help but scoff and laugh, you looked ridiculous, even more so than him.
“Hey! It’s comfy, and you have to sleep here too so don’t make fun of me, unless you want to sleep on the floor!” Crossing your arms, you pointed to the carpet below your bed.
“Alright! Alright. I’ll stop.” He smiled and he sat on the edge of your bed, looking back at you.
You couldn’t help but smile and laugh back, he really did look ridiculous in the shirt. Even it was too big for him. It rested lopsided on his body, exposing one of his shoulders.
“Yeah yeah, laugh it up. You’re the one who ruined a t-shirt for me, luckily putting this thing out of its misery after tonight.”
You laughed more, patting the spot next to you as you gestured to him to lay down with you, “C’mon ya big softy, we had a tiring day today. You need to rest.”
Sebastian jumped slightly, “Ah, r-right…”
Sleep, his mortal nemesis.
Luckily, he would have you by his side like back in his shop when he needed to sleep back then.
You would curl up in his tail and let him rest his head on your lap as he tried his best to get some good rest.
Of course, he was hesitant the first time, but it became a sort of routine whenever you would come into his shop after that.
This time, it would be a bit different as you were actually sleeping on a bed. Knowing this, Seb tried his best to get comfortable.
He tried to keep his distance from you at first, making sure he gave you as much room as possible. He knew he was big, probably too big for the king-sized bed so he tried his best not to push you off.
He hung his tail off the bed whilst looking up at the ceiling fan, oh God this was hard. He hadn’t slept in an actual bed in years…
You could sense his discomfort, sitting up as you sighed and smiled. “Come on, let's get into position…”
He knew exactly what you meant, curling up into a ball whilst you laid in his tail, resituating your little nest of pillows and blankets.
He took one look at you and the damn Hello Kitty t-shirt once more before smiling and closing his eyes, letting sleep take him and hopefully it being a peaceful slumber this time.
The next morning, you expected the t-shirt to be thrown in the garbage but surprisingly? No, he kept it on, and every night he wore it to bed with you.
Him and that damn Hello Kitty shirt.