so

after i wrote the most derenged oneshots ever

i figured : let's do ✨ fluff ✨ 

THE TITLE DOESNT SEEM PROMISING

but it is

fun fact : this is my parents wedding song :)

SORRY ITS SHORT

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Grian tapped the end button, stopping his recording. He collapsed on the coach, trying to work through thoughts- most negative. If only he shared his life with everyone, then he wouldn't have to bear the mental consequences of it all.

But he doesn't want to do that. He can't just let it all out there, to judging eyes.

A knock interrupted his thoughts. Slowly standing up, Grian ruffled his feathers and walked over to the door, opening it to Scar. It was now the avian noticed it was about midnight, which begged the question: Why was Scar here, in his Jellie-themed pajamas, with a strange basket smelling of.... Cookies & dust. Yeah, what?

" Scar? It's like 1 am? What are you doing here-"

Scar walked in, setting his basket on the table and starting to unpack its contents.

" We haven't had a sleepover in awhile, so I figured it would be a fun waste of time!"

Grian closed the door, turning to Scar. Looks like this is happening, then.

It'd been awhile since Grian got to waste his time. He was always working, harsh thoughts sharp as knives driving him past exhaustion. Grian was tired of working through heatwaves, tired of trying to dash away after finishing a prank when he barely has any energy to walk.

He was tired of aiming for perfection, being much too cruel if he slipped up.

In all these thoughts, Scar had managed to unpack an extreme amount of cookies and turn on a Disney movie. He was waiting eagerly for the avian, who's eyes softened with his mental state. 

Setting himself next to Scar, both burying eachother in a blanket. His negative mindset screamed to do something productive, but Grian was fine just wasting my time, with you.

~

The movie, The Last Unicorn, which Scar had recently discovered ( he LOVED it (10/10 this movie made my childhood GO WATCH IT)) had soft tones and soothing sounds. It inspired innerreflection, this silly movie about a mythical horse. Grian saw himself in The Red Bull, chasing down the fragile last bits of his sanity. He saw the maniacal old king, atop a throne & longing for someone to understand.

It wasn't long until Grian was quietly crying with Scar, the two in some-sort of side hug. Scar had started to run his fingers through Grian's feathers, akin to preening ( which Scar was well able to do, with Mumbo).

(honorable mention to the silly 'X2' lyric in spotify's lyric section iykyk. lol)

Soon, the two fell asleep. 

It wasn't long before the sleepovers became more frequent, and the others who had based next to Grian & Scar joined in. Grian found himself less & less exhausted, less angry about timeloss.

He opened up a little bit, too. The others agreed, Mumbo referencing his year-long break. They had deep, meaningful discussions & fun, silly ones. There was one things that stuck around with the whole group, one phrase that meant nothing & everything at the same time.

" Come waste your time with me"

Come waste your time with me

Come waste your time with me

Come waste your time with me

Come waste your time with me

Come waste your time.. with me

~

eh

so-so

how abt ur opinons?