Type:☁️
Ship:Jefhalo
Inspo:Life &YouTube

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Goods POV:

I was laying on my bed, on my phone.
I was doing what I liked most; hibernating in my room.

"Good," I heard Jef say.

My door was open and Jef sounded like he was down the hall.

"Hm?" I say, my eyes still on my phone.

"Watcha doing?" Jef asked as he entered my room, slowly making his way over to me.

"Nothing much. Just scrolling I guess," I replied.

Jef sat on my bed, leaning over to look at my phone, which I let him do. I didnt have anything to hide anyway.

"What are you doing?" I asked looking over to Jef who was nudging his head under my arm.

"Trying to get you to give me affection for like the first time in a trillion years," Jef replied.

"What do you mean? I give you attention like everyday!"

"Mhp, not enough," Jef his head popping up under my arm.

I sighed before putting my phone down. "Come here, you." "Yay!"

I opened my arms, allowing Jef to cuddle me. He gladly accepted, burying himself into my body.
His arms over my neck, his body on mine, and his legs intertwined with mine.

I put my arm over his waist. "That good enough for you?" I asked."No," Jef said as he closed his eyes.

"Well what else do you want, Jef?"
"Mmmm, head pats." "You want head pats?" "Yes, now gimmie, please." "Fine." "No aggressively smaking my head either, Good!" I chuckled. "Okay, okay." How did he know I'd do that? Maybe because I did that the other 400 times.

My arm then moved from his waist to his head. My fingers intertwined with the fluffy raven colored hair, beginning to play with it and twirl it around.

Oh ya, forgot to mention I was on my phone again. The internet is a damn addiction. Jef sighed contently. "Finally, your being nice to me."

"I am very nice to you, Jef! Be glad I'm not an asshole to you like I was to my 5th grade teacher," I responded.

Jef giggled. "What did you do?"

"Get em fired."

"Sounds like something you'd do."

Suddenly, a new noise was heard.
The fat, fluffy, black ball of floof had entered the room, also looking for head pats. My cat meowed at us, seeming jealous that Jef was getting head pats instead of her.

She walked over to my bed and jumped onto it, literally stepping on top of Jef. "Hey! What is your cat doing, Good?" "I dont know."

The cat climbed on top of Jefs head and just sat there, looking at me. I looked back at her. The rascal that made a burrow in my couch . . . Shes too cute, cant be mad at her for it.

"Meow."

I chuckled, using my other hand to pet her. "Hey! Get her off my head!" Jef exclaimed.

"Let her sit there, Jef," I said, quickly taking a photo of Jefs another face with my cat sitting on top of his head.

"You delete that, right now."

"And if I don't?"

"I'll, um, dislocate your arm."

"Go ahead, do it then."

"I cant though! I love you too much to do that!"

"Exactly."

"I hate you," Jef mumbled, burying his head into my shoulder again.

"I hate myself too, Jef."

"Nooo, dont say that! Theres many things to like about you! I was only joking," Jef said lifting his head to look at me.

"And what are those things?"

"Let's see . . . You're not as annoying as people say you are, you're funny and a good pillow, and uhhh, you're handsome. Ya!"

"Thank you."

"You're welcome!"

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Died trying to make this not cringey but um I managed to still make it cringey. Oh well, yolo I guess. All this crap I just made up probably happened irl between these two, I can imagine it.

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