Hi my brain is dumb and thinks I'm undeserving of sleep unless I get something productive done first so here's some fluffy Moxiety, bc it makes me happy (Sorry it seems like I've only been writing like, 3 ships lately asdfghjkl)
Oh also human high school au
Also also I know this is used a ton but shh just let me write what makes me happy okay-

"You can stay in my bed tonight, if you want. I'll make myself a little bed on the floor with blankets and pillows." Patton offered his friend, Virgil. He was nervous about having him over-he was Patton's best friend, and his secret crush. He didn't want him to feel uncomfortable staying over at his house, and he didn't really have anywhere for him to sleep where he could be comfortable.

"I-I don't want to take your bed... that's rude. I don't mind staying in the floor instead." Virgil muttered, shaking his head quickly. He felt just as nervous as Patton did, only worse with the added anxiety over this being the first sleepover he had been to before. He didn't want to screw this up-if he messed things up with Patton then he would probably never find another friend. Patton was the kindest teenager he had met in his school, and he didn't want to go back to being alone.

"It's not rude!" Patton insisted. "I'd feel bad if you had to stay on the floor. Really Virge, it's okay."

"Well I would feel bad if I kicked you out of you bed." Virgil retaliated, frowning. He hoped that Patton would give in-he would feel bad if he stole his bed, but he would feel worse if they kept arguing. Patton frowned as well, thinking up a solution to their issue.

"We could always just... share, I guess." He muttered, cheeks flushing as he got the words out. He didn't mind the idea, but he hoped that he wouldn't make Virgil uncomfortable by suggesting it. He noticed Virgil's cheeks turning a pale pink as well.

"I-I... well, if neither of us wants the other to end up sleeping in the floor, then... I guess it's not a bad idea... as long as you're okay with it." Virgil mumbled, shrugging his shoulders.

"I suggested it, didn't I?" Patton responded, smiling nervously. Finally agreeing on something the pair got ready for bed, Patton being the first to actually sit down on his bed. Virgil stood awkwardly beside of it for a moment, blush darkening as he fidgeted with his hands.

"Hey," Patton muttered, reaching out to take his hand. "I can still make myself a bed on the floor. I don't want you to be uncomfortable."

"N-no, I'm.." Virgil frowned, shaking his head and drawing in a deep breath. "I'm fine. Really."

He sat down on the other side of the bed, giving Patton a small awkward smile that was returned quickly. He looked relieved that Virgil was alright, and Virgil felt bad for worrying him. It wasn't his fault, after all. It was just Virgil and his stupid, obviously unreturned feelings.

Patton shifted, grabbing one of the few pillows that were on his bed and making sure Virgil had one to sleep with. Then he grabbed another one, placing it in the middle of the bed, in between the two of them. "There. A little barrier, to maybe make you feel a little less awkward."

"Thanks," Virgil muttered, and without saying anything else the two of them finally laid down to go to sleep. It took a little while, but eventually Virgil managed to calm down enough. He ended up being the first of them to doze off.

Patton, however, was not finding it as easy to relax. His best friend-his incredibly attractive, funny, and secretly-sweet best friend and crush was laying right next to him. Patton knew he was being weird-he knew that it was still just his friend, and that they wouldn't ever be any more than that, but he couldn't help it. He stole glances at him every few minutes, finding the peaceful look on his friends face to be entrancing.

He didn't know what to do when he glanced back over at Virgil, seeing him shifting closer to Patton. The pillow barrier didn't do much good for them, Virgil somehow managing to find his way over and onto Patton's side of the bed. A few minutes later his breath caught in his throat when Virgil eventually moved enough to lean against him, head resting against Patton's chest. Patton stared down at him, thoughts racing as he debated waking him up or not. He considered it, concerned that Virgil would feel embarrassed or worried if he woke up later on that way. He was also worried that Virgil might become uncomfortable being this close to him-they were just friends. Surely he would think it was a little weird.

All thoughts left him as Virgil nuzzled closer to him, arm thrown around Patton's side as Virgil tried to get as close as possible to the warm body in front of him. Patton's heart melted at the sight, admiring how comfortable and happy he looked. He couldn't possibly bring himself to ruin the teenagers peaceful slumber. So instead, Patton carefully wrapped his own arm around Virgil's shoulders, holding him loosely in his arms in case Virgil tried to move away again. Very, very slowly, Patton let his own eyes close, breathing out a soft sigh of contentment. For now, Patton didn't mind the awkwardness he would feel when he awoke. He simply felt happy to be close to the person he had quickly grown to love.

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Patton felt warm when he woke up the next morning. He felt happy, leaning into the warmth as he held his arms more tightly around it. He remembered briefly that there was something he was worried about this morning, although he couldn't find it in himself to care what. He was warm and safe in the arms that were wrapped around him.

Patton frowned to himself suddenly. Arms, the warmth in front of him that he was tugging closer... Patton's breath caught in his throat, eyes snapping open to look in front of him. Virgil!

Patton froze when he finally opened his eyes, finding another pair of eyes looking right back at him. All of Patton's nervousness from the night before returned immediately, mind racing once again. How long had Virgil been awake? What did he think happened? Did he feel uncomfortable or upset with Patton now?

"S-sorry," Virgil apologized quickly, pulling his arms back to himself and backing away a little. He held his arms close to his chest, nervous about being too close to Patton. "I probably should've said something... I-I know I move around a lot in my sleep, I really didn't mean to-"

"It's okay," Patton muttered, cutting him off with a small, nervous smile. "I-I didn't mind, really. Not that-I, uh, I just meant that you don't have to be worried. It didn't bother me."

"I still feel a little bad..." Virgil muttered, frowning and glancing away from Patton. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything, I just-sorry."

"Hey," Patton smiled wider at him, reaching out and grabbing his hand lightly. "I told you, it's okay. You didn't make me uncomfortable or anything. I-well... it was nice? I mean-it was... oh, I'm the one who's making this awkward."

He sighed, shaking his head and blushing. He was the one looking away now, feeling like he was going to ruin everything if he kept talking. He didn't notice Virgil look back at him, seeming a little relieved. He surprised Patton by wrapping his arms loosely around him again, hiding his face in his chest to avoid being seen while blushing.

"I, uh... I think we're both a little bit awkward." He huffed a quiet laugh, breathing in deeply to calm himself down. He felt Patton relax a little in his grip, almost jumping as Patton's arms suddenly wrapped around his back too.

"Yeah, I think so too." Patton said quietly, laughing as well. Feeling how tense Virgil felt Patton started slowly tracing random lines on Virgil's back, hoping the movement might help to calm him down a little. It succeeded-Virgil sighed and leaned into Patton more.

The two stayed quiet for a while, enjoying being close to one another. Their cheeks were still burning, but it was nice. They enjoyed each other's company, not saying anything or moving away. Eventually, though, Patton felt the need to speak up.

"Hey, Virge...?" He said softly, feeling a little brave. Virgil didn't seem uncomfortable to be around him, and he actually seemed to enjoy spending time with Patton. He started to feel like maybe he had a chance.

Virgil hummed as an indication for him to go on, pulling back from his chest a bit to glance up at him. He saw Patton looking a little scared, and got worried. He wondered if he had done something wrong. Patton smiled awkwardly at him to try and ease the worry he knew he was feeling.

"I, uh... There's nothing wrong, I promise. I just wanted to... admit something that's been on my mind for a few months now..." Patton tried to explain, knowing he wasn't making any sense.

"What is it?" Virgil questioned, wondering why he would be so nervous if there was truly nothing wrong. Patton glanced around the room nervously, not wanting to look at Virgil as he tried to get his thoughts together. He wasn't sure how to word what he wanted to say.

"I-I just, um..." Patton began, taking a deep breath. "So, you're a really really good friend, and I really don't want to ruin anything, or lose you. I was just-Well, er... I just want to get this off my chest."

"What is it..?" Virgil asked again, trying to think of what he could possibly be trying to say. A hopeful thought briefly crossed his mind, but he pushed it away quickly. There was no way Patton would be about to tell him that.

"Virgil," Patton started again, finally meeting his eyes. "You... mean a lot to me. We haven't know each other for a full year yet, but I've still grown so close to you, and I'm so happy that I have. Every moment spent with you... is amazing. And... scary. But not-not because of you, or who you are, but because I-"

Patton cut himself off, frowning and looking away again. He was sure that his face could never get any redder. He took a moment to collect himself, still not looking back at Virgil as he continued speaking.

"I really, really like you, Virgil." Patton mumbled, chewing on his lip nervously and squeezing his eyes shut as he waited for a response.

Virgil didn't say anything for a minute. Patton, feeling like he had ruined everything, started to pull his arms away from Virgil to give him his space. However, he didn't get far before Virgil's arms pulled him in tighter, not letting him move away.

"Wait," He breathed out nervously, shaking his head. "Y-you really mean that...? That you... like me?"

"Yes," Patton muttered back, his arms loosely wrapped around Virgil again.

"In-in a more than friends way, right?" Virgil checked, and Patton laughed softly.

"Would it have been so hard for me to say if I had meant that I like you as a friend?" Patton asked, starting to feel a little hopeful. Virgil still hadn't let him go, so maybe he felt the same way?

"I was just making sure," Virgil sighed, feeling relieved. He looked at Patton seriously, a small smile breaking through. "I, um... I really like you too. In a more than friends way."

"That's-that's good," Patton choked out, a grin forming on his lips. He looked at Virgil adoringly, feeling unsure, but excited and happy too. Virgil grinned right back at him, feeling the exact same way. "I... would you like to be my boyfriend then, Virgil?"

"I would love that," Virgil nodded, moving the slightest bit closer to Patton. Patton leaned a little closer too, leaving barely any space between them. Virgil decided it was his turn to be a little brave, swallowing his nerves and speaking softly. "Could... Would you mind I... kissed you?"

"I would love that," Patton mimicked Virgil with an adoring smile, both of them shifting the slightest bit closer so their lips were touching. It was a soft, barely there kiss, and it barely even lasted a second but both of them could say without a doubt that that second was one of the greatest moments in their entire lives.

They pulled away with soft smiles and quiet giggles, still holding each other as close as they possibly could. Virgil mentioned they should probably get up soon but he was quieted by another soft kiss, and then another, Patton asking him to not worry about that just yet. All they wanted in that moment was to sit and cuddle up together forever.

Virgil was sure that no sleepover he would ever have after this one could ever be as amazing as this one.

This was supposed to be a tiny little Drabble and somehow it's 2000 words now wtf
(Whoops I'm venting a little, feel free to ignore and stay safe 💜💜)
It's also 6AM now, so I still hate myself but at least I managed to finish something before I slept. Otherwise.... I would have been mad at myself tomorrow. That's how I felt today bc I didn't accomplish anything yesterday, aha.

Man. I've been doing..... so good. I wasn't perfectly happy all the time. Life is still throwing a whole bunch of bullshit at me, but I was at least content. And now I'm sinking into this stupid depression again, and I'm trying really really hard to fight it and stay productive and keep myself distracted and happy but. Nothings working. I, for some reason, seem to be entirely stuck on writing most of the time. I should be at least on chapter three of this new book by the end of this week, but I'm only 500 words into chapter two and there's so much left to go, and I feel overwhelmed because not only do I have that book to work on but I want to upload TM and HHS regularly, I want to update this book regularly, but I also want to hang out with family and keep up with my other responsibilities and life is just too much right now.

I just want to sit in my room and do things that make me feel happy and distracted. But if I did that, then I'll be mad at myself for not getting things done. I just wish life could calm down, just a little bit. Just let me get caught up.

If I could have any power at all right now it would be to freeze time so that I could work on shit and maybe fix my sleep schedule. There's too many things to fix rn. I'm so overwhelmed. I just wanna write my books and not worry about the outside world for a while.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh anyways. Sorry. I just needed a place to get a tiny portion of my current struggles out. I'm trying really hard to get myself to stay happy and positive, but first I just needed to let it out a little bit. Then I can work on fixing things.

My mind is really jumbled up and I really just need to. Lay down. And sleep. So....... I'm going to try. I'm just going to try and sleep, and hope that tomorrow is better. That I can make tomorrow be better.

So thanks for reading this, and thanks to the few who actually read my venting. Don't worry about me. My thoughts are bad, but I am honestly trying my hardest to fight against it. I know it's just my depression, and that I can get through this. I'm trying to stay positive.

Sorry for going back to talking about myself. I've tried to only talk about books and oneshots in my notes at the end here. I'm bad at it.

Anyways uh *

* thanks for the ring pop suggestion. Take good care of yourselves. You're all very important, and loved. Bye-Bob