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I stared at the empty ceiling, tracing imaginary patterns with my eyes, wanting my eyelids to just do the thing - just please let me get some god damned sleep.
I've done everything, I've counted like - a thousand sheep, I tried distracting myself by trying to 'day' dream. I could've sworn I'd build a factory producing fur using the amount of sheep I encountered inside my imagination - Oh and I would so exchange the money for someone to do dark evil voodoo magic shit for me to help me get at least ONE wink of sleep... Nevermind, One wink is too little but I don't wanna get too greedy - Fuck it, let's just say for eternity at this point!
The sinner tossed and turned - it's like they were having a battle with their bedsheets. And they were definitely not on the winning side as the blankets and countless pillows varying in sizes monopolized them entirely.
But nothing worked, I -
The demon found something that ticked them off ... a pillow.
- it's texture irritated them, and something about that pillow triggered their sense and urged them to - incoherently burst into tears.
"Who in hell am I even kidding?" I burst into a pathetic sound of desperation.
I don't want to sleep at all,
I don't want the time to pass by so quickly.
I don't like the thought of tomorrow haunting me as I lie here clueless.
I fucking hate the feeling of waking up.
"FUCK-" I hissed inappropriately as I felt something dazzling against my eye.
The demon hissed and threw the pillow across the room using their feet as the light blue-tinted lampshade shed an inappreciable amount of light. Knowing who else could access their room, they called out a certain someone who attempted to "lurk" in the shadows.
And by "lurk"; .. the taller sinner before them seemed like he did not even try hiding - but it's the thought that counts apparently.
"Come on, Vox." I regained my sight and blinked to focus - getting rid of the light that burnt my eyelids.
"You know damn well you cannot hide appropriately in the dark.."
Vox revealed himself from the pitch-black space and pouted; his signature cyan grin dropped.
He fixed their bedsheet and picked up the fallen plushies, "Sorry I just noticed you're.. struggling." He patted his favorite customized plushie that he gave me - a mock-up of 'Vark', Vox's favorite pet shark.
This man is adorable.
"Anndd.. you noticed by?"
"Spying on you, how else?"
"....Oh Satan."
"Yeah, it was that easy." His speakers produced some kind of wobbly sound effect stinging my ears as his words turned into a whisper.
I mean, with my boyfriend literally being one of the most powerful overlords and the CEO of VoxTek - it really isn't avoidable to have him spy on me.
I just hope that sick fuck doesn't spy on me when I need privacy though.
"So, what's on your mind?" Vox tucked me in my blanket and sat next to my side.
"It's nothing rea-" I attempted to dismiss him only for him to be the one dismissing me, how great.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
My mouth went dry, do I want to talk about it? I was not really the type of person who opened up. Why does he care so much. I doubt it-
"Sweetheart," Vox ran his palm through my cheeks and leaned;
"I just want you to feel safe around me, okay? I support your choice if you don't want to talk about it, as long as you're comfortable. I don't mind you not talking about your day." He planted a small kiss on my forehead, he returned his gaze to me and genuinely smiled - and it's not the other egotistical smile he's known for.
"Okay..." I reciprocated my gaze, looking at him intimately. I inclined my posture to -
I giggled as I saw Vox's face, he must have misread my thoughts and mistook that I wanted to kiss him right now.
I double-tapped his monitor screen and he opened his eyes with a dumb expression, he tried to play it cool by making it seem that he did it on purpose to make me laugh;
"Hah, I got you on that one." Vox accompanied his voice with a 'correct buzzer' sound effect. Although I can see through him - he was dying inside. But of course, having a high ego he won't admit so.
"Can I use your screen to watch something?"
"Sure, anything for you, lovely."
I want to kiss this idiot so much.
He completely sat on the bed and faced me, letting me use his screen to watch my comfort streamer on hell.
"Vox?"
"Yeah?" He paused the video and looked at me, ready to listen.
I took some time to admire him before I flashed him a genuine smile while pouring my emotions;
This fool somehow managed to comfort me during this hellish night.
I'm not afraid to wake up tomorrow - now that I remember who I wake up for.
At the end of the day it's always him who I'd value the rest of my day with; no matter how good or bad it went.
"I love you."
Vox grinned like an idiot and his monitor displayed a light pink-filled screen with an outline of white and three hearts in the center.
"I love you too.
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♡ Bonus: (Vox's POV)
I flickered my wrist to the left - to shut down my other monitors that present the cameras I use to watch them.
"I told you,"
"I don't mind you not talking about your day."
"Since I already know how it goes."
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