Request By: ForeverCringing77
Prompt: Where Toby Forces You To Stay In Bed Due To It Being Fuckin 6 am
Expect: Fluff = Cuddles + Kisses, and Playful Arguments

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When the sun breaks past the horizon, rising slowly yet brightly into the sky. Coating everything in its' path a liquid gold, and fire orange. Casting away the hues of blue that were there for the night.

Here to drape it's warmth on the early birds, sunshine risers. Breakfast getters, workouts, end of a night shift and surviving deadly animatronics. The usual within this small city.

Coffee shops, and cafés, pastries and sweet shops. Their owners unlocking the front gates, pushing it up, and opening the front doors. To quickly walk to the back of the place, setting to work on baking, or checking for the right ingredients, seeing if they have enough.

Yes, mornings can be splendid. Beautiful, even. If you can catch the right moment of the sun rise. Propped looking out a window, or sitting high in a tree.

Yet, not everyone seems to agree.

And you happen to have that certain someone.

In your own apartment.
In your own room.
In your own bed.

Oh boy.

To catch up real fast, you have an early morning shift at a Starbucks a bit aways. —Since they're a popular place for teenagers looking to chill with friends, or work peacefully on projects. Even adults will go there to get some alone time, before heading back to the nightmarish children they spawned.— You have to be there, right on time.

But that certain someone from before ain't allowing it.

Why? Well—

"Noooo, I'm not letting you go.." Toby whines, pressing into your back more. His arms that were loosely wrapped around your torso, tightened to were your breast were squishing back. Not pleasant, might you say, "It's to early to get out of bed."

Freeing an arm, you try to pry his own off of you. Even began slapping, to no avail. Wouldn't matter if you grabbed a hammer and broke his hand off you. He wouldn't feel the pain, so would possibly continue to hold you to him anyways despite the injury.

Ugh, stupid C.I.P.A. (Congenital Insensitivity to Pain with Anhidrosis - inability to feel pain or temperature, and decreased or absent sweating) Why must a disease like you exist.

You try slapping his hand again, to once more, fail. You swore you heard a faint chuckle leave him, which only made you more irritated.

"Tooobyyyy! Please!" You try shifting to face him, but still couldn't move due to the death grip. "I need to get to work."

"No you don't." His voice was muffled as he pressed his head into the crook of your neck, trying to prevent an on coming tick. It instead by passed to his leg, nearly kneeing in the calf.

"Uh, yes I do."

"I don't-t- I don't see why though."

Your eyes rolled at this, swallowing down the ever present annoyance. Instead, letting a low sigh escape pass your chapped lips.

"Well, someone has to pay the bills for this place. And I'm the only one with a decent job."

He loosened his hold on you a bit.

Which led you to freeing your other arm, a tingling sensation running up and down as it could now get proper blood flow back.

"I have— job, a job! I bring money to the table!" He barked back, neck snapping as he lowered his arms to secure themselves around your waist instead.

'So much for getting out, I guess.' You thought, before your mind focused back on Toby. Who was laying soft kisses between your shoulder blades.

That felt nice, but wasn't enough to distract you from your train of thought. This ain't no Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

"Your, quote on quote, job isn't the least bit decent, Toby."

He only gave a hum, tracing a heart around your bellybutton with an index finger.

That kind of tickles. Stop it you adorable giant overgrown child.

Strands of his hazelnut hair laid gently against your exposed neck, offering another ticklish wave when they shift even the slightest bit. Falling down onto the pillow, softly grazing your skin.

The suns' rays from outside begin to poke through the balcony window, filtering pass the open glass doors, and through the thin white curtains. Coming close to shining directly in your eyes.

You're really gonna be late now. Damn.

"Tooooby."

"(YYYYYY/NNNN)!"

"Oh real funny, Rogers."

He gave a tight squeeze at that, casting a short 'oof' out of you.

Birds could now be heard, chirping away their morning songs. Waking anyone who may have been sleeping prior, if they were close enough to them. The sounds of rumbling tires could also be heard from way below, the cars zooming by to get to their destination. Flicking pebbles of cement, hitting bystanders in their ankles sometimes.

Children were walking to school by now, and the older kids probably growing even more so annoyed of possibly being late due to you not being at your job to give an extra helping hand. It's all this man's fault if you end up getting fired too.

Eyes scanning to your bedside clock, you notice it was now twenty minutes past seven.

...

"Okay. Okay fine, Tobias." Finally giving up, seeing as you were already forty or so minutes late. You decided to just confined into your lovers wishes for you to stay there with him. Being wrapped around by his warm body. "You win."

A triumph smile made way to his face, pecking your back once more with kisses, trailing up to the nape of your neck. Lifting up a bit to place another one upon your cheek.

Hold now slack, you could finally turn your body towards him, an annoyed expression plastered on you. Yet you knew he could tell you were secretly happy to stay with him a bit longer.

Settling on his back, his arms dragged you to lay on him. Limbs hooking loosely around your waist again, once more tracing shapes into your sides. You felt the shapes shift off every now and then, due to the uncontrollable jolts his fingers make.

You didn't mind though, settling with laying your head on his chest. Breathing in his natural scent of cinnamon scented pinecones, and firewood embers. Slowly being lured back into a light slumber with the combined scent and beating rhythm of his heart.

Feeling his warmth wrap solely around you, and how one of his hands lifted to rake through your messy locks.

"You know," You start, bringing your arms to wrap beneath his, hands gripping his shoulders, lightly raking your nails. This causes a small smile to be planted on him again, honey coated hazel eyes staring down to look at you. "it is to early to be getting out of bed."

"See? I wa- I was right. You should listen to- to me more." Okay, go ruin the moment asshat.

God why do you love him?

"I don't think I will." Lifting up a bit to stare at him, a loving smile grew upon you. "But maybe every once a while, just to be with you."

"Good enough."

He brought a hand up, cupping your cheek and pulling you in.

A sweet kiss was shared between the two of you, your figures glowing in the suns light that completely broke through the curtains. Encasing you in its own share touch of warmth, as if coaxing you to remain in this place and time.

If only your lives could be just as blissful as this very moment.

Sadly, it could not.

As a figure from far laid a cool appendage on the shoulder of a young boy, signaling for him to stop the recording from a security camera. His once static eyes switching to the normal black abyss and red pupils. Darting up to look at the two figures frozen on screen.

Their runaways were found.

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A/N:

Well then. That happened.
I was planning on leaving you with a sweet beautiful ending with the kiss, but then my mind switched to- WHAT IF THEY WERE BEING HUNTED INSTEAD AND CAN'T EVER LIVE IN PEACE FOR TO LONG? Lol

Also, I hope I got it right with who says it's to early to get out of bed. If you meant for us to say that to Toby, then my apologies. I can rewrite it if you want, lol.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed it!

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I also have a Ticci Toby X Reader Book called BONFIRE if anyone would like to check that out!

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