Another one shot! I hope y'all like it. It's a scenario I thought off the top of my head.

Vinny had just plopped off into his bed, tired and ready to go into a deep slumber. He thought he was completely okay. Since Evan...or..habit, as now, was in the living room and basically making sure he didn't try to escape. Or anything else. But he cared less for him sleeping. He needed to basically keep him alive because, again, he was useful. Loose him and he's got nothing really. As he laid there, he was on his back as he began to try and fall asleep.

As he was trying to sleep, Habit was in the living room, index finger tip on a knife as he twisted it around, not stabbing himself thankfully. He had a blank expression on his face, bored. He had broken Shaun already and finished his job. Now leaving Patrick alone. But.. Nothing else to do. And this is what kinda made him shut off and become bored in the first place.

But as that boredom got more bearable, suddenly, it was pit to a halt by something lurking...something...dangerous. Not habit, because unlike this dangerous entity... He walked on two legs and had hair. This thing didn't. He could hear the small foot steps leading around. He was pretty bored still until he grew a small smirk and whipped up his knife and it had some light reflect off it. He slowly used his hand and got off the couch, standing up as he held his knife and followed the noise.

But as he kept following, the more confused and weirded out he became. It wasn't in the towel closet, it wasn't nearing the kitchen, bathroom, or even evan's room. It was..near vinny's. As soon as he got there, he slowly opened the door. It was just Vinny, right arm over his head which faced the right side of him and the other arm just resting on his upper stomach, sound asleep by then. He looked pretty peaceful. But that only distracted habit for a minute before he grabbed his attention to the scowling in the closet. He knew that if he left, he'd claim Vinny.

Which, no. He wasn't allowing that. He didn't know what to do though, if he just stood there the ought would probably wake him up, and God hell he wake him up. Too fucking peaceful. He couldn't just sit down, there's no chair and he'd look like a complete creep. He's okay with that but come on, have some fucking decency, he said he'd give him a day off. And what idea would Vinny get if he remembered that and woke up to him sitting there like he was gonna give him another job. Fucking annoyed.

Well, maybe not. He is still mostly a obedient and 'calm' person. But maybe he'd snap? Not sure. But habit was distracted from a claw. He would just gonna go for it. Because of impulse, habit just wanted to make it clear that vinny's his property now. So he skid right to Vinny and just surprised him. Because when he started to wake up, he could just feel that someone was there. Because there were two arms around him, just below the chest area and a face mushed up against him. His leg was also tangled with another. But he didn't fully wake up, he fell back asleep real quickly.

This was a relief for habit. He was so impulsive he just decided to get into bed with him. Weird and romantic. He then saw the claw start backing away into its hiding area, waiting for him to leave or loosen his grip. But he could see right through it, so he gripped onto the other male and made sure to keep a eye on him. He was on the right side, which was where the closet was placed, making vin on the left side. Much more safer now.

Habit just stayed there until he silently realized that.. Hey, he's laying in bed with another male. A useful male. And that caused him to kinda widen his eyes a bit as he did this out of something... Impulse wasn't just a main factor, it was a side factor. What was the main factor? Love? No, he didn't feel it. Worry? No, didn't feel that either. These different main factors he couldn't relate to until he got to one.

Protection. He was trying to protect Vinny and, last time he checked it could be out of love for the other. This just caused him to blush a bit, something he didn't expect. He wasn't supposed to love this useful object. Why should he? He's just some... Soft marshmallow. And that hit him. He's becoming more soft. As he was mentally screaming at himself to stop being soft towards a object or whatever it was. Mortal. Marshmallow.

He did hear the rake slowly beginning to leave. Which meant he could leave. Thank god. He hated the smell. Wait...what smell? Smells like shampoo... Fuck. Habit realized that yeah, he was starting to get soft. But that's when he heard the rake scamper out the room. He was mentally cheering and when he was ready to leave, he suddenly just felt cold. As soon as he left vinny's side, he just felt cold air whack him like a shovel. It wasn't a ghost, it was general cold.

Like suddenly Canadian winter came by and gave him a swift jab. As he just sorta was mid way getting up, he did realize Vinny started moving a bit. Like he was waking up. Fuck. Weird position. "He's probably gonna think I raped him. Like I did to his mother. Fuck fuck." Habit was wondering what to do before he just saw him starting to get ready to open his eyes. He immediately just clung right into him again, still and hoping he'd just fall back asleep.

It was silent for a moment before he seemed to relax and fall back to dreamland or whatever humans call it.  He realized that maybe he should've moved quicker and gotten out so Vinny would've just fell asleep. Though, he did feel warm again.. "Shut the fuck up." He thought mentally. He wasn't gonna be a softy. Though that was blocked out by him feeling his stomach rise a bit. Up and down. Slowly. Calmly. Peacefully.

This did sorta wind down habit and he eventually became much more calmed. But he didn't remember anything else. But by morning when he saw he was still there and some sun had lighten through he realized.. That he just slept with him. What. The. Fuck. It didn't become much better when he heard the other male speak up, which really caught him off guard.

"So, How'd you sleep?"