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||IT IS NOW NIGHT
Something was pacing in the kitchen.
Eldritch Horror Thingy was thinking about the loser he was haunting: Loser Guy.
Loser Guy usually comes back from work at 6:00PM. It was now 8:00PM. Eldritch Horror Thingy felt that something was not right. His loser guy would never stay working late. Never.
What if someone had hurt him? What if someone was meddling with him?
A mixture of rage and fear almost instantly crawled into his normally clean mind as his said mind went into burrows of many "what ifs" as he paced around the entire house, anxiously chewing on a piece of toast his loser guy accidentally dropped during breakfast that he made for him.
He really cared for truly, but jealousy was seeping into his mind like a disease.
Finally, he picked up the phone, claws trembling as he fought tears. Rage, frustration, and worry fueled his grip.
The phone rang. And rang. And rang. Until Loser Guy finally answered.
"WHERE ARE YOU?"
Eldritch Horror Thingy's usually snarky and higher-pitched voice deepened with jealousy.
"Umm..At Kyle's house," Loser guy answered.
Eldritch Horror's eyes contorted in relief. His loaer guy wasn't dead.
Wait.
Who the hell is Kyle?
Jealousy spiked.
"WHO IS KYLE?!"
Eldritch Horror Thingy's amorphous lips trembled.
"My friend," came a hesitant reply.
Eldritch Horror Thingy felt betrayed as he heard what Loser Guy told him. Did his loser guy not consider him a friend? Does he not care for him anymore? Who the fuck is Kyle?! Why did he leave him?
"COME HOME NOW!"
Eldritch Horror Thingy said before hanging up, unable to say anything else.
Loser Guy sighed in relief as his shift ended. He checked the office to see if anyone else was still working before turning off the lights and closing off the building for the night.
He stepped out of the building and immediately started scanning for any shop for..something.
Tiredly, he stumbled around the streets scanning for shops, for..something.
He browsed the aisles for chocolate and drinks. Something to show he cared.
He scanned through every chocolate, candy, and drink aisle for a few seconds. Seconds soon turned to minutes, and minutes soon turned into two whole hours.
The phone rang. Eldritch Horror Thingy.
He quickly answered, anxiously gripping his phone.
"WHERE ARE YOU?" His voice wavered between anger and worry.
Nervously, Loser Guy answered. "Umm...At Kyle's house."
He responded nervously, quickly grabbing whatever chocolate and drink was around.
"WHO IS KYLE?!"
He froze. What should he tell him?
"My friend." Loser Guy blurted out.
"COME HOME NOW!"
Shit. His eldritch thingy sounded so worried and furious. He covered his face as his eldritch thingy hung up on him. What if he is going to be mad at him? What if he actually feels that jealous? He started to sweat before quickly purchasing the chocolate and drink and running back home.
Loser Guy made it home to his and Eldritch Horror Thingy's home. He immediately opened the door to find a pissed Eldritch Horror Thingy staring straight at him. No. This is really bad.
"Umm..I g-got us chocolate and a drink!-"
He stammered before Eldritch Horror Thingy cut him off.
"Oh. So you did. And tell me how I am supposed to enjoy these things when you are meddling with an unimportant mortal! I am being serious, Guy! Do they corrupt your dreams into nightmares? Do they know your secrets? Do they even care about you?! Because I do!"
Eldritch Horror Thingy said, his voice going back to normal yet extemely annoyed and pissed.
"Uh n-no. I was actually spending those two hours picking these out for u-us," Loser Guy whispered, handing over the treats.
Eldritch Horror Thingy seemed a bit shocked at first, his amorphous face having a face of shock which then turned into a face of pure fluster and..affection, if you could even call it that.
He quickly hugged his loser guy with all of his ancient might, cuddling up against him.
"Sorry for accusing you, I guess."
Eldritch Horror Thingy murmured into Loser Guy's right ear, causing many waves of shivers to go up and down Loser Guy's body.
"No worries," Loser Guy breathed, face pink, shivers still running down him.
"So, how about we enjoy this chocolate and drink, Guy?~"
Eldritch Horror Thingy almost purred to Loser Guy to make up for being so intense towards him earlier over the phone.
"U-Umm..Sure!-"
Loser Guy accepts, hugging his eldritch horror back.
They started to share their chocolate and drink together over a horror movie about demonic possession. How romantic.
Later that night, Loser Guy dreamt of chocolate milkshakes, kissing, and pleasuring his eldritch horror in his sleep. He dreamt of being possessed by his eldritch horror while falling asleep. He dreamt about-
Sweet, sweet dreams to you, Guy~
A voice whispered in his dreamscape. He knew this thing between him and his Eldritch Horror Thingy would never end.
And he wished for nothing more.