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The tags are just what I'll write as a reference, I can do ships that aren't listed !!

I AM CO-CREATING THIS REQUEST FIC BECAUSE OF HOW MANY REQUESTS THERE ARE SO CHAPTERS MAY VARY IN QUALITY, LENGTH, AND WRITING STYLES! I WISH I COULD WRITE THIS ALL BUT THERE ARE SO MANY REQUESTS (LOVE YOU GUYS THOUGH <333)

Will write!
Smut
Fluff
Angst
polyamory
anything that is in the tags currently (will change)
blood (kinky or not)
Unreleased characters
dub-con
gore (heavy or not)
sh/self-harm

Won't write!
Scat, Vomit, etc
underage sex
Mpreg
Top Two-Time (I just can't see them as a top, maybe they are more dominant, but they are still a bottom)
non-con
anything that deals with feet
c00lkid smut (C00lkid is a child, and I will not tolerate anyone who likes that sorta thing, trauma-related or not, go somewhere else.)

multiple genitalia/Futa (like someone with a dick and vagina or boobs and a dick)
Multiple people watching (I'm fine with writing someone walking in or something simple, but not multiple people (this is only for smut))

(Feel free to ask about other stuff as well!! I'm sure I forgot some!)

When requesting, please tell me:
Who Im writing about
What ships (If there are any)
Smut, Fluff or angst (smut and fluff angst and fluff, etc)
The general idea/plot
prnonus (If you have a preference)
(If it's smut) Who's top and who's bottom & if someone is afab or amab
and anything extra that isn't listed here!

Some chapters may be longer than others, depending on how much information you can give me! (or how inspired I am)

I can answer questions in the comments!

Next chapter will probs be the queue (might take a few days for that to be put up if this doesn't get many comments)

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REMINDER: I am a human (sadly), so please don't rush me as I have school and life to attend to! ( ;´ - `;)

The queue is set up as first-come, first-served, so older requests will get done first!

Guest1337 x 007n7, Fluff (Requester: Katanafromphighting_fan)

(Done!)

Chance x 007n7 x Elliot, Fluff & light smut (Requester: Alien_Xioniz666)Y

(Done)

007n7 x Guest1337, Fluff, cuddling, comforting (Requester: 201SHEETUP) B

(Done)

Elliot x Chance Angst, Fluff, Hurt/comfort (Requester: Coolio Toolio (Guest))Y

(Done)

Amab Builderman x ftm Taph (with top surgery), Smut, rough sex, Multiple orgasms (Requester: Mysterious person (Guest)) B

Amab Noob (party skin) x afab Guest666, Smut, Fluff, Heat (Requester: Anonymous (Guest))B

The Bomber x Chance, Fluff (Requester: P1Xx3L_K1D404)Y

Dom intersex Two-Time x Afab Azure, Fluff, Smut, Comfort sex (Requester: Blubluble (Guest))Y
(even though I don't write top Two-Time Ill figure it out 4 u!!!)

Ftm Dusekkar x 1x, DubCon, smut, bondage, overstimulation, humiliation (Requester: AcolyteAppearsHere)Y

Afab 1x (Betrayed skin) x John Doe, Smut, light angst, comfort sex, praise kink (Requester: That_one_random_person1)Y

Noli x 007n7, Smut, rough sex, fluff, tentacle sex (Requester: Sethhy)B

Mafioso x Ftm Jason x John doe, Fluff, Smut, comfort sex, (Requester: Bigmacwhopper34)Y

Elliot x 007n7, Fluff, light smut (Requester: Whoooshers)Y

C00lkid & 007n7 (NOT A SHIP!!), Fluff, sick, (Requester: Shimmyshimmyyaypizza Guest))B

Omg I'm so happy I got requests. Thank you to everyone who is/has requested it means so much to me :3 I thought this wasn't gonna get any traction and just sit collecting dust 3

Chapters might come out slowly because, as I said b4, I have school and I'm (still) Human.·°՞(¯□¯)՞°·. But I gottchu guys!

So excited to write all of these yummy requests >;3

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Guest and 7n7 are chatting with one another after a particularly hard round. The killer was Jason, and Guest was struggling to block his attacks, but he managed in the end.

Guest takes a sigh of relief as he stretches his body out onto the stiff couch, finding peace while listening to the fire in the fireplace crackle and burn, the warmth emanating was enough to make him forget about his still-healing injuries for just a second. Just as he begins to close his eyes, he hears gentle footsteps approaching.

"Hey Guest, that... match was pretty tough.. You did uh really well out there," 7n7 spoke, his voice shaky and shy. Even though Guest and he have been dating for a while, he is still nervous around Guest.

"Hi 7!, Yeah, that match was pretty hard..." Guest replies, sleep creeping up into his voice as he yawns. Guest pats the cushion next to him, silently inviting 7n7 to sit next to him on the couch. 7n7 notices this and takes a seat next to the blue-haired man. 7n7 could hear his heart beating in his chest just by being close to his lover, his palms sweaty and his face hot, he leans in to Guest, laying his head on Guest's shoulder. Guest wraps one of his arms around 7n7's waist, the two of them sitting in comfortable silence.

However..Chance comes running into the room from the kitchen, yelling, "WHAT DO YOU GUYS WANT FOR DINNER, ELLIOTS COOKING!" The Gambler's voice shook the house as he questioned everyone in the cabin, obviously excited that Elliot was cooking something other than pizza. Chance's voice startled 7n7, and he jumped up, which also made Guest jump up in confusion. Guest quickly grabbed 7n7's hand to calm him down. Everyone in the cabin was discussing what Elliot should cook, the cabin bustling with excited Robloxians.

"Well.." Guest sighed out as his fingers massaged 7n7's palm, a habit he had while trying to calm people down. "What do you think we should eat, 7? I think we should have hot dogs," He said in a soothing tone. "Oh.. uhmm hmmm" 7n7 thought about all the possible foods that Elliot might be able to make with the food the spectre rationed to them every month. "Maybe burgers? They are pretty simple to make and everyone can pick what they want on them." 7n7 spoke clearly as his and Guest's fingers interlocked. "Really? I mean.. Hot dogs are just so much simpler to make, though?" Guest said in an almost questioning tone. "Well, I mean, think about it, burgers can have all sorts of vegetables on them, and you can choose from so many different kinds of burger buns!" 7n7 spoke enthusiastically, as if he could ramble on and on about burgers for hours. "But hot dogs are simple, that's what you're forgetting 7! Hot dogs are not overwhelming, but they aren't underwhelming either; they are just right." Guest spoke, his grip on 7n7's hand tightening a bit.

"Well, I mean, I guess you're not wrong? But the customization of a burger being able to suit everyone's palates with just a few ingredients is impeccable, no? But then again, maybe the simpler option would be good, especially since Elliot is cooking and he's been overworking himself lately to keep the team alive every match.. But then also considering everyone else's tastes, like Shedletsky, for example, I don't know if he particularly likes hot dogs because I've only seen him eat his fried chicken and Elliot's pizza, but that also is the same for burgers as I've also never seen him eat a burger be-"

7n7 gets cut off by Guest suddenly pulling him into a gentle kiss to shut him up and pull him out of his head. "Calm down, 7 you don't have to worry so much because the others also are gonna vote for what Elliot makes. It's great that you care about what everyone else likes, but maybe take a breather and calm down for a second," He says as he looks into 7n7's eyes before planting a soft kiss on his cheek. "Oh..I'm sorry, I guess I got caught up in my thoughts there.. Thank you, Guest." 7n7 replies as he takes a few deep breaths in and out and releases Guest's hand after realizing how tightly he was squeezing it. "Sorry," whispers 7n7 lightly, and Guest just responds with another gentle kiss to his cheek.

After a lot of discussion, everyone agrees on spaghetti with meatballs. Guest laughs a bit at the fact and pulls 7n7 close to him again as they wait for Elliot to finish cooking. Guest looks up a bit at the Dracobloxxer head that's mounted just above the fireplace, taking in all the details of the creature's head. Guest can hear 7n7's soft breathing turn into light snores as 7n7 cuddles up to Guest.

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Elliot let out a sigh of relief as he clocked out of his long shift. He walked out into the crisp, cool air and to his car. He set his bag in the passenger seat and started up the car, the slow hum of the engine coming to life. He turned on the radio, flicked through a few stations before reaching one playing a song he liked, and pulled out of the parking lot. 

After around 20 minutes of driving, he pulls into the familiar driveway. He turns off the radio and takes a deep breath in as he steps outside of the car; the cool air feels like it is burning the back of his throat. He slowly approaches the front door of his house, taking in the mixed colors of the bricks that make up the foundation of the house. He fiddles with the keys in his hand before finding the correct one, The metal was cold as he unlocked the door and stepped inside. 

As he walked through the door, the warmth of the house hit him softly, and his body adjusted to the change in temperature quickly as he hung up his coat next to the door. As he put his coat up, he could smell and hear something being cooked up in the kitchen. He steps towards the kitchen, wondering who's cooking tonight.

As he peered into the kitchen, he saw 7n7 cooking pasta on the stove whilst Chance had his arms carefully wrapped around 7n7's waist and his head resting in the crook of 7n7's neck, they looked peaceful. The two men noticed Elliot watching them and 7n7 offered a friendly wave, making sure to pay attention to the pasta on the stove, careful not to overcook it. Chance released his grasp on 7n7 and walked over to Elliot.

"Welcome home, Eli," Chance spoke with a tenderness in his voice, the nickname causing Elliot to blush a bit. Chance took note of that and gave Elliot a gentle kiss on the cheek. "How was work?" He asked as he led Elliot over to the dining room table to sit down together. "It was okay, some rude customers here and there," Elliot responded as he leaned his head onto Chance's forehead. He gave Chance a soft smile before turning over to look at 7n7.

"So it's pasta for dinner?" Elliot questions, "Yeah, Chance found this new recipe online and wanted to try it." 7n7 replied calmly as he took the pasta off the stove and strained the water out into the sink. "Its almost done, do you guys want to set the table?" 7n7 asked as he stirred the sauce into the pasta. Without a word, Elliot and Chance start setting the table.

After they all ate, 7n7 started washing the dishes and putting them away. Chance and Elliot made their way to the 3d shared bedroom and lay on the big bed. Elliot sighed as he realized he still needed to shower. 7n7 walked into the room. "I started warming the water in the shower. If you guys want to shower now." He spoke with practiced ease. Chance glanced over at Elliot and back to 7n7, who was standing in the doorway, before getting up off the bed, encouraging Elliot to get up as well.

The 3 entered the warm bathroom and began to undress. Chance helped Elliot out of his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly. Once they were all undressed, they stepped into the shower and began to lather each other with soap. Chance scrubbed Elliot's back as 7n7 washed Elliot's hair for him. Elliot leaned into 7n7's touch and closed his eyes, ralxing his muscles and breathing in the sweet scents of the soaps he was being latherd in. 

After washing the soap off his body, Elliot turned to Chance and began to wash him with the soap as well. They reapted this process with 7n7. Chance grabbed onto Elliott's hips and leaned in to his neck, biting and nipping at the skin with his teeth. 7n7 leaned into Elliott's face and gently kissed him as he ran his fingers through Elliott's freshly washed hair. The moment was intimate and gentle.

Chance's hands wandered from Elliot's hips to his thighs as he gently squeezed them. Elliot gasped into his and 7n7's kiss. Elliot could feel himself getting hard at the soft touches and whimpered into the kiss as he pulled away from 7n7's lips, he turned his head to Chance and whispered into Chance's ear, "please", it was a polite plea. Chance glanced over to 7n7, who was now exploring Elliot's chest with his hands and kissing the side of his neck that Chance hadn't gotten to yet. 

Chance moved his hand over to Elliots dick and slowly started stroking, Elliot's body twitched and he let out a light grunt. 7n7 kneeled onto the shower floor and began pressing kisses to Elliot's thighs as and hands stilled and roamed his chest. 7n7 could feel himself getting wet at the sounds of Elliott's whimpers and grunts.

Chance sped up his pace a bit as he pulled Elliot into a kiss, biting his lip, asking for entry. Elliot allowed it, and their tongues swirled around each other's mouths. Chances fingers brushed against the slit of Elliot's dick making Elliot's body jerk a bit against Chances body. 

Chance used his free hand to grab 7n7's hair and tangled his fingers in it, 7n7 took note of what he was trying to tell him and 7n7 moved his head over to Chances own erection and began sucking it, swirling his tongue around it slowly. Chance and Elliot groaned into their kiss. Elliot was reaching his limit and pulled back from the kiss. "I-i'm close," He breathed out heavily as drool ran down his chin slowly. 

After a few more pumps of Chance's hand, Elliot came onto chances hand, white sticky ropes of cum getting washed away by the water just as quick as they came. Chance was close aswell and grasped 7n7's hair tighter as the man under him began to speed up with his sucking and licking, Chance pulled 7n7 all thee way onto his cock as he came, the warm cum flowed down 7n7's throat as tears began to form at the corner of his eyes. 

7n7 pulled his mouth off of chances cock with a wet pop, he swallowed hard, Chance let go of 7n7's hair and pulled him up. Chance leaned 7n7 against the wall and moved his fingers down to 7n7's pussy and pushed his fingers inside making 7n7 gasp, Elliot moved over and kissed 7n7 gently, he moved his head down and sucked on 7n7's neck leaving some hickeys behind.

Chance sped up his finger movements curling them and scissoring 7n7, Elliot moved his hand down to 7n7's clit and rubbed it, 7n7 let out needy moans and whimpers. Elliot kept sucking 7n7's neck slowly moving lower down to his shoulder, Chance pulled 7n7 into a sweet kiss as 7n7 came on Chances fingers. 

After they cleaned up and got out of the shower, they changed into their pajamas and lay in their shared bed together. 7n7 and Chance cuddled up next to Elliot, kissing Elliot's jaw and neck, and they all fell asleep in each other's warmth, limbs tangled together.

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Dreams and Kisses (007n7 x Guest1337 Fluff)


Enjoy!

It was the cold dead of night; the leaves rustled softly against the thin glass windows outside; the birds were quiet and the bears hibernating; the stars twinkled softly in the sky, and the moon was already up, shining in the reflection of the sun. It was lightly snowing that night. 
Guest 1337 had gotten a text from 007n7 wanting him to drop by. When he had arrived, he tapped his feet bluntly against the doormat, removing any of the loose dirt and snow that was attached to his shoes. The jingling of his keys echoed through the small but spacious snowy forest, alerting the man inside. The cold wind was turning Guest1337’s cheeks and nose pink. But the sound was oddly comforting before he could enjoy it further. He turned the key and opened the door. He came face-to-face with 007n7 crying. Guest’s eyes widened with surprise. 007n7's eyes were incredibly swollen, and there were dried tears on his cheeks. 
‘He must’ve been crying for hours,’ 
Guest 1337 thought.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Guest spoke up, tugging the gloves he had on and putting them into his pockets; a gust of cold wind gusted into the house.

“T-that would be nice,”

007n7 choked on his own words as he quickly closed the door; the cold crawled up his back, eliciting a shiver from the man.
Guest placed a gentle hand onto 007’s cheek, running his thumb over the surface, wiping some of the dried and wet tears from his cheek, before letting out a sigh of relief in seeing he was okay.

“Is this about C00lk1dd-.” Guest1337 said before being startled by 007n7 shouting,

“DON'T!, please. I'm begging you, don't remind me. I—I miss my son, my pride and joy.”
007n7 held his head, shaking from the thought, like his mind was splitting, the memories, the smiles, he was innocent, so why...? 

007n7 Hugged Guest quickly after, tears pooled into Guest’s shirt, and muffled sobs vibrated into his chest. Guest hesitated for a second, his hands hovering above 007n7’s shoulder blades before hugging him back, rubbing the small of his back with an understanding silence, letting the man cry, very much understanding the very same pain as 007n7 to a certain degree.
“It's okay, shh... Breathe.” Guest whispered softly, encouraging him to take deep breaths.
007n7 cried hoarsely but attempted to take deep breaths; with a shaky diaphragm, he breathed in and out. His rough hands gripped onto Guest’s shirt before letting himself rest against the taller man's chest with a sigh. Tears were still streaming but quietly, like the man before him was the pure shell of sorrow staring blankly out in the distance. 
The guests' hearts clenched painfully at the sight.

 “Feeling better?”
Guest1337 asked in a caring tone, worried for 007n7 and his current state.

“Yeah... I'm sorry for putting this on you. It's my—”

007n7 said in a croaky and silent voice before being quickly cut off before he self-deprecated even further

“Don't apologize for feeling 007.”

Guest said, holding 007n7’s hands in his, running his thumbs gently over the back of both the man's palms.
Guest gently walked 007n7 to the couch, keeping his hand on his back before letting the man sit down. The moment 007n7 was seated, Guest was about to make his way to the kitchen, but 007n7 tugged on his black tank top, making Guest's head turn and look over his shoulder at him.

“You’ll be back, right?” 007n7, he said quietly, looking up at Guest with hope in his eyes.

Guest nodded softly. “Of course.” Guest responded, matching 007n7’s tone of voice, 

and gripped the handle of the cabinet and opened it. As he did so, he hummed a silent tune to himself as he picked out a polka dot cup and placed it onto the counter. Guest glanced over at 007n7, seeing him sleepily resting his head against the cushioned couch before he glanced over at Guest, confused.
In response to this, Guest gave him a small, gentle smile and returned his focus to the current task. With some focus, he grabbed some ice from the freezer and put three ice cubes in before putting them back and putting the glass under the faucet and filling the cup halfway. After that, Guest made his way to 007n7 with the cup of water and sat next to him.

“Here, drink this; you're about to suck yourself dry from how much you’ve been crying. 

As 007n7 took slow sips, he seemed to calm down, letting Guest feel a little more at ease, though he was sitting a bit far; he moved closer to 007, looking at him with curiosity and general worry.

“If you don’t feel like talking about it right now, we could do something to take your mind off it.

“Could we bake?” 

007n7 asked, looking into Guest’s eyes, patiently awaiting his response 
Guest seemed surprised by his request, but he chuckled anyway, finding it endearing and a little cute. 

“Sure, I don't mind.” 

As Guest said, 007n7’s face lit up with a happy smile. Enthusiastic to bake, he felt fortunate that he had someone like Guest.
The two men go over to the kitchen, the air warm and comfortable. Guest turns to 007n7.

“Got any ideas on what we are baking?”

Guest asked, looking at 007n7. Guest takes in 007n7’s soft features and warm smile.

“How about,”
007n7 puts a finger to his chin and thinks hard.

“How about cookies?”

He asks enthusiastically. Guest just nods in response and grabs a baking sheet, a mixing bowl, a measuring cup, and a spatula. On the other, 007n7 grabs a box of cookie mix from a cabinet and reads the directions aloud to Guest.
They worked diligently with the mix, mixing the ingredients together. 
Guest1337 turned around to grab the rubber spatula from the drawer but bumped his head on the cabinet, eliciting a flinch before chuckling with a bright smile.
007n7 stood there surprised by the sweet smile before checking Guest's head, making sure his head wasn't too injured.

“You need to be more careful...”

007n7 said softly, reaching out his hand hesitantly before placing it atop his head. Guest looked taken aback before closing his eyes and lowering himself to 007’s height; a pleasant silence filled the room as 007 continued to sift his fingers gently through his hair before pulling his hand away, resulting in Guest1337 standing up straight with a smile.

“Thanks, now come let’s put these cookies in the oven.”

Guest, he said calmly as he opened the oven, the hot air mixing with the warm air. 
007n7 slid on a pink oven mitt and grabbed the baking sheet. Then he leaned down and gently placed the pan into the hot oven, being careful not to burn himself.
Once the cookies were in the oven, 007n7 got back up, and Guest closed the oven and set the timer. 
Guest looked over to 007n7 and looked at the flour that was stuck to his cheek. Guest walked over and gently wiped it off with his thumb. Guest didn’t move his hand away from 007n7’s cheek and instead leaned in close and gently placed a kiss. As he pulled away and looked into 007n7’s eyes lovingly, as they stood there looking into each other’s eyes, 007 softly smiled, feeling the sweet warmth spread through his chest and cheeks, the rosy hue showing up on his face as he looked up at Guest was addicting, to say the least. 
007n7 paused visibly before gently grabbing Guest's cheeks.

“C-can I kiss you?”

007n7 questioned quietly with a voice somewhat nervous. In response, Guest nodded with a gentle smile before gently pressing 007n7 against the handle of the oven. Guest’s teeth gently nibbled on 007’s lower lip before kissing him slowly, their tongues slowly slipping against each other, soft breathing filled their ears while Guest slid his hands down 007’s sides and rested his hands on the man’s hips.
Before Guest got any more ideas, the smell of the cookies almost burning caught both of the men's attention, causing Guest to pull back from the kiss and 007n7 to turn around quickly, put on the oven mitt, and pull out the tray of near-burnt cookies.
 
“God, that was close!”
007! he exclaimed, sighing with relief.

His heart was not only pounding from the adrenaline from the movement but also from the kiss they shared just a few moments ago. 
Guest nodded in agreement, and he placed a palm on his own chest, catching his breath before letting out a hearty laugh, feeling his cheeks flush slightly from smiling.
“This really takes me back, especially when I baked for the first time with Charlotte.”
Guest said thoughtfully, looking at the cooling cookies resting on the stove on top of the pan, feeling reminiscent of his past. He sighed, feeling the shiver of guilt, the weight of not knowing if he was being a good father or not.
Before Guest could dwell on it further, 007 placed a hand on his shoulder

“It’s okay; you were doing good.”

007n7 reassured Guest with a fatherly but trusting voice. The other man was touched deeply by this as Guest’s eyes quickly began to well. Guest pulled 007n7 into a tight hug, breathing slowly but still crying, letting it out but not burdening... it felt amazing. 

“When I came back from the military, she was so much older then, and the army wasn't sure I was alive. She had to move on.”
Guest said sternly against 007n7’s shoulders, thinking about the many stages of grief he went through after those days, hoping it would end.

“But hey... At least we have each other, right?”

007 pitched in with a smile, pulling back to meet his eyes, trying to brighten up the mood, knowing how it felt to experience such extremities. 

“Yeah, we do...” 

Guest smiled, giving 007n7 a gentle peck on the lips before pulling back and wiping away the shed tears; his eyes were slightly puffy by this point.

“I love you so much...” 

Guest said, whole-heartedly squeezing 007n7 tightly in his arms, both men embracing each other as the snow raged on against the windows and the gentle sound of their breathing creating the comfortable moment of itself. 

“I love you too. Now let’s get those cookies.” 

007n7 said with a genuine smile, letting Guest be the one to pull back and take his hand. Both of them made their way to the kitchen as 007n7 grabbed a plate from the cabinet and set it down and plated the cookies, looking at each other before both of them took a cookie and clinked the golden brown edges against each other, giving them both a joyful laugh in the process before taking their bites. Forever they would keep those loving stares and moments of comfort, though they live apart from each other; their safe place was located in each other. Love burns on.

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Everything is dark

Scattered footsteps can be heard in the distance, they get closer every second.
Your heart's pounding in your ears, sweat dripping down your forehead. 

Your breathing is ragged and harsh.

It's slowly getting colder, and you can see your breath in the air.

A hand slowly creeps up your shoulder from behind, its touch is cold and harsh. 

It inaudibly whispers into your ear. You can't make out what it's saying, but its breath is cold on your ear, making you shiver and take a sharp inhale of air.

You can see one of its arms snake around your torso, holding a sharp sword. 

You try to move but can't; you are stuck in its grasp.

The hand with the sword is slowly pointed towards your chest, the point of it pressed into your skin, and tiny droplets of blood pour out of the small cut.

You start to feel searing pain in your chest from where the blade is being pushed in.

More drops of blood flow out, the crimson red staining the pristine blade. 

You start feeling dizzy and disoriented from the pain, you want to close your eyes, to get away, you want this to end, but it can't, it won't let that happen.

The blade is pushed deeper in, the pain is searing and hot, your vision starts to go blurry as you slowly fade in and out of consciousness.

It pulls the blade out in one swift motion, your breath hitches, and a fountain of blood starts pouring from your chest.

Your shirt is soaked and stained with blood as it leans in again to whisper something else.



Chance opens his eyes, blinking rapidly, his heart pounding in his chest. Chance sits up and grabs at his chest where he was stabbed, clawing and gripping at his shirt. Chance was panting, trying to catch his breath, but the task felt impossible.

Elliot began to wake up due to the commotion next to him. Elliot rubbed his eyes slowly as he sat up, Chance seemingly not realizing he had woken the other man up. Elliott put a hand on Chance's head, gently caressing his hair. "What's wrong, Chance?" Elliot asked sleepily.

Chnace just slowly looked over at Elliot, tears welling up in his eyes before he broke out into a full-blown sob. Elliot pulled Chance into his lap, running his fingers through Chance's silky hair, just letting the man cry into his shirt.


After a few minutes of just silence besides Chance's sobs, Chnace was finally able to talk. "I-I had a nightmare... It was.." Chance cut themself off and sharply inhaling, "It was about it." Chance's voice was shaky and uneven, his eyes red from crying. 

Elliot gently reached up to Chance's face and held him in his hands like he was the most precious thing in the world. Elliot leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. "Do you want to talk about it now or do you wanna wait till you're ready?" Elliot asked, his voice gentle and soothing. 

"I-...I think I'd like to talk about it later when I'm ready," Chance said, his voice not as shaky as before as he leaned into Elliott's touches. Elliot pulled Chance closer, and they cuddled up together on their shared bed. "Please don't leave," Chance whispered as he curled up closer to Elliot. "I would never plan on it," Elliot replied softly and ran his hands through Chance's hair again, aiding the man in falling into a deep sleep.

When Elliot woke up, he was still holding Chance in his arms, he was illuminated by golden sunlight coming through the window. He could hear Chance's soft snores. Elliot kissed Chance's cheek, the action accidentally waking him up. Chance's eyes fluttered open, he looked up and smiled at Elliot.

"How are you feeling?" Elliot asked as he pushed hair out of Chance's face. Chance just hummed in response, earning a smile from Elliot. "Are you hungry? I could go make breakfast," Elliot asked, hoping for an answer other than a hum. Chance looked up at Elliot. "I don't want you to leave," Chance said with a small frown. "You can come with, I'm not gonna leave you ever, okay?" Elliot replied, trying to reassure Chance.

Chance nodded, and with that, the two got out of bed, stretching their limbs. They both got dressed and headed out towards their kitchen. Elliot grabbed eggs and bacon from the fridge and got a frying pan out from the cabinet. "Can you grab some bread and put it in the toaster?" Elliot asked, and Chance did exactly what Elliot asked, he placed 4 slices of bread into the toaster and turned it on. 

Elliot cracked 2 eggs into the hot pan, cooking them until they were perfect. He removed them from the pan and put them on a plate to the side before putting the bacon in the pan. The bacon sizzled and popped as it cooked until golden brown. he placed it on the same plate he put the eggs on and walked over to Chance, who was standing at the toaster, seemingly lost in thought. 

Elliot placed a gentle kiss on Chance's cheek, which broke the man out of his thoughts. "Is the toast done?" Elliot asked, smiling at Chance. Right before Chance could speak the toaster dinged and shot the crispy toast up Elliot giggled slightly before carefully grabbing the 4 slices of toast and assembling 2 breakfast sandwichs before handing one to Chance. 

The two sat at their dining table together in comfortable silence, the soft sunlight flooding the kitchen, illuminating the kitchen.