Oh boy. I did not mean to take this long with writing this. I started this on monday, and it is now Friday for me. I'm really sorry about that. Also because I wrote this over like 5 days, it may not be 100% consistent. Sorry about that.

Anyways, this is some Pixlriffs x Zloy garbage because I like that ship too much. And honestly, even the concept for this was kinda cringey. Oh well. If y'all wanna read it that's a "you" problem.

Day 1 - Morning
Two figures appear.

One is a bald zombie with goggles. His name is Zloy. The other is a brunette human with a beard and wearing a jacket. His name is Pixlriffs.

The brunette stretches, "Man, making a world for us to just... play on. Without worrying about recording videos. This will be nice. What a great idea Zloy."
"Yeah." The zombie responds, "And honestly, we both could use a break from videos, and you're pretty fun to hang around. I think this is going to be pretty nice."

They go off and get to work. Punching wood and crafting, things they've both done a million times before.

Day 3 - Evening
Throughout the past few days, the two friends had been working on constructing a house for them both, and have recently completed it. However, they have spent 2 nights without sleep, so if they don't sleep this night, then they will have to deal with Phantoms.

Luckily, they foresaw this and have the materials needed for two beds. The only question left is where to put them.

"Why don't we just put them here in the main room?" The jacketed one said.

"What? Next to eachother?" Came the sarcastic response from the other.

"Sure why not? No homo."

Zloy rolled his eyes, and responded, "Because I have been recently getting bad nightmares where I move around a lot in my sleep, and talk sometimes too. I wouldn't want to wake you."

"Oh come on. I'm sure it won't be that bad." The brunette reassured.

"Sure whatever. Just don't blame me if you get bad sleep." The zombie finally relented. And that was that.

Day 4 - Several hours before sunrise
Pixlriffs woke up with a start to the motion of someone moving around a bunch and the sounds of Zloy mumbling "How dare you!" and some other things he didn't understand because they were in Russian.

He looked over to find Zloy was doing all this in his sleep. You know, like he said he would.

Pixlriffs sighed and tried to get back to sleep.

Day 7 - Evening
Pixlriffs got home before Zloy from doing his work and simply fell face-first onto his bed. It had been a long day, not helped by the fact that he keeps getting woken up by Zloy in the middle of the night.

He considers moving his bed elsewhere, but quickly realises that he is simply too tired to do that.

So instead he opts for taking off his jacket and throwing it onto Zloy's pillow, and crawling fully onto his bed and falling asleep, leaving Zloy to deal with the jacket.

Day 8 - Morning
Pixlriffs wakes up with light flooding though the windows, indicating that it was morning.

Which struck him as odd, considering that he hadn't been woken up by Zloy in the middle of the night for the first time in about 5 days.

He rolled over to find that Zloy had not, in fact, moved his jacket, but had seemingly slept on it, which was also odd.

Soon enough, they were both up and eating breakfast, where Pix asked how Zloy had slept.
"Pretty good actually. First time in a while too." The zombie responded.

"That's good. It also looked like you didn't bother to move my jacket that I left on your pillow." The human casually said.

An odd look crossed Zloy's face at this, and he looked away- and did his face redden just a little?
"Uh yeah. Was too tired. Couldn't be bothered. Why did you leave it there anyways?"

"Pretty much the same reason you slept on it."

Their conversation moved on to other things, and then when they had finished eating breakfast and chatting they went off to do the work they needed to do for their little world.

Day 14 - Early morning
Pixlriffs woke up with two things amiss.
For one, it was early. When he woke up, he looked at the clock to find that it was an hour before he normally woke up.
For the other thing... well... it was that Zloy had his head on the brunettes chest. Again.

You see, this has been happening for a few nights now. Every night since Pixlriffs failed to move his jacket and Zloy slept on it. Pix was fairly sure these things were connected, he just wasn't sure how.

He had asked Zloy, of course. But the zombies response was: "I dunno. I must just be moving in my sleep without waking you somehow." As he said this though, he seemed to look away- and there it was again! His face seemed to have reddened just a little.

Pixlriffs knew what Zloy said was a lie, he just wasn't sure what the truth was. Or why Zloy would even lie about this in the first place.

Soon he stops this train of thought and decides that as long as he was up early, he might as well get his day started early. And so, he carefully moves Zloy's head onto his pillow- being gentle as to not wake him- and gets up out of bed.

As soon as he does so however Zloy starts moving in his sleep. 'Curious.' Pixlriffs thinks to himself. But he doesn't think much of it and starts getting ready for his day.

As he's just about ready to head out the door however, Zloy suddenly starts calling out to him in his sleep.
"Pix! D-don't leave me!" This, obviously, startles Pixlriffs, and he goes over to the beds to see what's going on. When he sees that Zloy is asleep however, he becomes confused and curious and just stands there for a bit.

Zloy, however, continues talking.
"P-Pix! P-please don't leave me! I-I-" His voice goes quiet. "....I love you. As more then a friend." His voice raises again. "I-I-I can't even get a good night's sleep without you! Don't leave me!"

Zloy suddenly awakes with a start, breathing heavily. Pixlriffs is just standing there. Wide-eyed and speechless.

Zloy finally manages to compose himself, and looks up to see Pix standing there, looking like he's been up for a while.

"Oh uh... did I wake you?" The zombie asks awkwardly, thinking about the dream he just had. (He was sitting there with Pixlriffs, enjoying being with him, when suddenly he just left. It left him incredibly scared, and he tried calling out to him, he tried even confessing his feelings, but he was just gone-)

Pixlriffs speaking interrupted his thoughts,
"Oh um, no I've been up for awhile."

Zloy comes to the scary relisation that if he had been talking in his sleep- if he had said his feelings for Pixlriffs out loud- he would have heard them.

Having realised this, Zloy casually asks if he had been talking in his sleep.
"Er, actually yes." Came the reply.

Zloy stiffens a little at this, but faking a joking tone he asks: "Oh really? Did I say anything interesting?"

"Erm, actually you um..."
So Pixlriffs tells him what he said.

Zloy visibly cringes at this information, and looks down. "So... did you uhh... do you actually...?" Pixlriffs asks awkwardly.

Zloy shuts his eyes tightly and nods, a sad look on his face.

"Look, Zloy you're a great guy and all... but uhh... I don't... I don't really feel that way about you. I'm sorry." Pixlriffs says, still being incredibly awkward, but at least being straightforward.

"Yeah.... yeah I know..." Zloy says sadly.

Pix isn't sure what to do, so he just says: "Look, uh, I have stuff that I, uh, I should probably do..."

"Yeah, go and do the stuff you need to." Zloy says refusing to look at him.

Pix takes this as his cue that he should go, and heads out, stopping once to look at Zloy as he does.

Day 14 - Evening
Zloy returned from a long day of chopping wood for their various projects- and trying to forget his feelings and what happened that morning- to find only one bed where there used to be two.

Pix walked in shortly after. They exchanged awkward hellos, and Pix saw Zloy looking at the spot that used to house two beds. He explained that he wasn't really comfortable having his bed next to Zloy's after.... well, after he found out about Zloy's feelings for him.

"Yeah, that's perfectly understandable. I probably would too to be honest." Came the response from the zombie.

They did all their usual bedtime things, albeit quite a bit more awkwardly, and Pix headed off to another room where presumably he had moved his bed to.

Zloy sat on his bed, head in his hands, worried about what would happen now.

Day 16 - Several hours before sunrise
Pixlriffs woke up. He tiredly checked the clock.

It was early.

Way way too early.

He sighed, and just laid there on his bed, thinking.

It had been about two days since he had learned about Zloy's feelings for him. The past two days had been very different. It was a lot more awkward now, and there was no longer the friendly banter there used to be. Both men just went about their projects, pretty much avoiding eachother as much as they could.
Pixlriffs hated it.

Sighing, he looked back at the clock. It had only been a few minutes since he had last checked. At that point he realised he probably wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon, so he decided to get up and walk around.

He walked around the house a bit and  eventually found himself in the room where Zloy still slept. The zombie was tossing and turning in his sleep and crying a little. As Pixlriffs watched this, he felt and odd feeling.

"I don't really feel that way about you. I'm sorry."

That's what Pixlriffs had said to Zloy.

But strangely as he watched Zloy tossing and turning, he suddenly wasn't so sure.

And so he stood there.

Trying to figure it out.

And eventually he did.

And he knew what he had to do.

Day 16 - Morning
Zloy woke up. But a few things were off. For starters, he hadn't woken up in the middle of the night due to his nightmares. He always woke up because of his nightmares. Unless he was with Pix, or sleeping on his jacket. But Pix didn't want to be around him now.

Another thing that was off, he felt like his head was resting on something. Something that wasn't his pillow. And he felt like something was resting against the top of his head. So he tiredly looked up.

And saw it was Pixlriffs.
And he was resting on his chest again.

He stiffened. This... He didn't know what to make of this. He didn't know how this even happened. But he did know that Pixlriffs didn't feel the same as he did. So he tried to get up off of him.

Key word being tried.

As soon as he tried, he felt an arm pull him back.

"Oh. You're awake." Came the voice he knew all too well.

"Look..." He continued, "I uh, I know that I said that I didn't feel that way about you, but... well I did some thinking. And I think I changed my mind. So, from now on, I'll be here. So you won't ever have to have nightmares again."

And with that, Pix proceeded to kiss Zloy on the forehead.

Zloy couldn't believe this. He couldn't believe any of this. He would've thought it was a dream, but he never got dreams like this. His breathing quickened, and he hugged Pixlriffs and buried his head in his chest. He thought about what this ment. It ment that he loved Pix. And that Pixlriffs loved him back. He gave him a squeeze, and they just laid there. Together.

1982 words.
Not too bad for my first time writing lol.

Me: hey I should write my first thing ever
Also me: *chooses this really weird  journal-like style to write the story in*

I will say that once again I'm sorry this took so long. Although it's probably going to be even longer before I get around to writing the next one. Oof.

Also there is probably going to be quite a bit more of this ship.

Well anyways,

Love you!
Bye!