Rob's POV

Pitter patter the rain tapped on the roof. The whole room quiet. I sigh blissfully listening to the rain and Preston's steady breathing. The dim hue around him was no more as he slept leaving me in complete darkness. The room suddenly lights up followed a few seconds after by a loud clap of thunder. The other side of the bed shakes. A dim light is seen from the corner of my eye. Preston sat there shaking. "W-what is that?" He asks. Voice full of panic. "Just thunder don't be scared." I reply. He replies with a small whimper.

I hear tiny sniffles. More thunder and lightning clashed. His eyes round with fear his lower lip quivers. "Robby I don't like the thunder." He whines. I couldn't help it. He looked so cute right there. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him. A tiny gasp could be heard from Preston's mouth but soon he snuggled into me. Preston whispers something that I couldn't understand. I burry my face in his fur. It was so soft. Soon his breathing regulated. Wincing or flinching at the tiny claps. Soon he fell asleep and I followed.

Preston's POV

I have never been the one for loud noises. So this whole thunder idea is not my thing. I am curled up in Robs arms. I love this human dearly. If only he knew. It got so lonely in that cave. Only hearing your breaths and footsteps and the occasional gurgle of a zombie or bone rattle of a skeleton. "I love you." I whisper. Voice muffled by his shirt. I don't know if he heard it but I will find out soon enough. I felt safe in Rob's arms. The notice made me jump but I wasn't as scared as I was before.

~Time skip cause I am to lazy to type out Preston's dream~

I open my eyes. Rob was no longer in bed. I hear a ruckus downstairs. I enter the den and see Rob chasing Mitch and Jerome around trying to get their camera. Rob knocked over a few things. I squeak as Jerome chucks a pillow at Rob and it hits me in the face. All heads turn towards me. "Uh... Hi?" I say quirky and awkwardly. "Give. Back. The. Camera." Rob growls at Mitch while looking at me. They were all frozen in place. I just stood there shuck and fear taking over me. Fear? I don't know. Maybe when everyone in the house looking at you at once is kinda scary. Out of nowhere Rob whips around and pounces on Mitch. Grinning the camera out of his hands he breaks for the stairs. "W-what was that?" I question Jerome. "Heheh. We caught a bit of footage of you two snuggling in bed. #sorrynotsorry." He smirks. I just sigh and leave the room. I just wasn't feeling it today. I honestly didn't feel good either. A off switch stomach and a bit light headed would say how I felt. "Hey Preston bud. You okay?" Jerome calls after me. "Yeah just fine." I respond. Trying not to sound sick. I think I failed 'cause the bacca was not buying it. "Preston. You look sick. You need help buddy boy?" He sounded worried. "I-I got it..." I trail off. The ground runs to meet me. Everything goes black.

Jerome's POV

Thud. Oh no. "ROB MITCH GET DOWN HERE NOW!" I yell. Panicked I grab a ice bag and place it on his cold? Forehead. Well the ice pack won't do any good. I pick him up bridal style and set him onto the couch. He lay limp on the couch. I like blanket upon blanket on him. And I place a heat pack on the second layer. Rob and Mitch crash down stairs. When they take in the sight they both freak out and run to the freezer. "Guys. Feel his forehead I don't think he needs a ice pack..." I say. Turning around they hurriedly rush to his aid. "H-he's cold? But why." Mitch sounded confused. "Makes sense he is a lava mob after all." Rob says. He sounded deep in thought. The mob stirs and whimpers. "Preston?" Rob whispers. Tears pricking his eyes. He strokes the boys fur hoping to wake him. The younger only shivered and whispered "R-Robby I'm c-cold. T-t-too co-old." "Preston. Are you able to go in water?" Mitch questions. "Y-yeah. Hot or cold. I just prefer hot." He mumbles. "Ok. Didn't want to make you obsidian." Mitch says carefully. He lift him up. His body temperature dangerously low. We put the bath water on hot. We boiled water on the stove hoping that it would be closer the the temperature of lava. When the tub was filled we let Rob take care of getting him in the tub.

Preston's POV

I sat in a meadow holding Rob's hand. His smile lit up even the darkest corner of the world. Eyes shining and wind blowing his hair. I snuggle into his side. I knew this was a dream. There was nothing like this near the house. I hear Mitch's voice distant. They question me. I answer. Rob sat there lifeless. The happy look on his face began to creep me out. He just sat there. Unblinking and not breathing. I feel something hot. Burning hot. But it warmed me. I hadn't realized I was so cold. The world began to fade and soon I found my self else were.

I open my eyes and find my self in a bathtub. Rob sat there eyes closed holding my hand. He whispered something and I sounded like. "Preston I love you. Please come back. I know you're just sick and it may not be deadly by I just want to see you again. I doubt the hospital would take care of mobs too." He was crying. "Rob." I say. "Oh my gosh Preston!" He cries. That's when I saw my suit on the door. All I was now is a wet ball of fur. I look away embarrassed. "C-could you leave pl-lease?" I ask. "Yeah." Rob responds quickly getting up.

When he left I dried my fur and brushed it all smooth. I open the door feeling better. Rob runs up to me and hugs me. "Don't scare me like that again." Rob scolds. "Okay Rob a Dob Flob." I respond. Smirking at the little nick name I made. He chuckles. "Get a room you two." Merome says. "Fudge off you pricks." I scowl. They both laugh and leave.

A/N: Hey! I thought of the thunder thing cause it was thundering out side my house. I got board and decided to put something in there. Slight feels I guess. Idk though. If you read the book comment something. I need to know if people read this so I know if I should update or not. Thanks! ~Dog

Well it was raining when I made this chapter.