{ A/N: so sorry about not updating lol 

dont forget im a lazy procrastinator

anyways so mark and hannah are basically just looking for nugget so they no importate right now }

I yawned. All this walking had made me tired. 

"You wanna stop by Boris' safehouse and get some rest?" Bendy asked. I nodded, leaning against his side since my legs hurt. He chuckled before scooping me up and taking me to the safehouse. I had fallen asleep in his arms.

- - -

I squeaked and fell out of the hammock. I had belly flopped onto the wood floor. I sat up and caught my breath. It wasn't a bad dream or anything, I just roll around while I sleep sometimes. It annoys the hell out of some people. 

I turned my head and looked around the room. I could barely see anything. I don't like the dark. There's a soft ticking of a clock nearby that's sending shivers down my spine. I quickly stand up and place my hands in front of me, reaching around for the door.

I finally managed to open it. The hallway was a bit lighter than the room, light enough that I could see where I was going. I walked down to one of the doors and cracked it open slightly. Bendy was sound asleep. I tip toed in and shut the door quietly before tip toeing over to the bed. I poked Bendy's arm. 

Bendy didn't really move but instead mumbled, "Wh- waht?"

"Can I sleep with you?"

"Yeah sure whatever-"

I smiled and then hopped in the bed, snuggling up close to him. He put his arms around me and I fell back asleep. 

- - -

"AAH FUCK-" 

I rubbed my eyes and sat up. "Bendy?"

Bendy popped up from the floor. "Okay how the hell am I on the floor-"

"Heh- funny story-" I looked down at the floor next to me. "I uh- roll around in my sleep sometimes."

"Oh okay." He stood up. 

"You don't think that's weird?"

"No, its definitely weird. But its not a big deal."

I was surprised he hadn't brought up the fact that I cuddled with him last night. 

I felt my tummy rumbling. "Can we get something to eat?"

"Sure! We can get some bacon soup on the way out."

"I've never had shoup for breakfast- but okay!" I smiled and followed him out of the room and into the kitchen. 

"You know its soup, right?"

"No, it's pronounced shoup."

"Soup."

"SHOUP."

"You're an idiot."

"Thank you."

"I didn't say that was a good thing."

"But you didn't say it was a bad thing either."

"I- touché."