"Later guys, wish I could stick around but I've gotta do some laundry and take care of my mom today. Good luck with the drawing though Sallyface, teach him well Y/N!", Larry called out, entering the elevator as the two of you waved bye to him, the doors closing, leaving you and Sallyface to yourselves now. "My place or yours?", you asked him, shaking the water off of your umbrella, "I've never been inside his apartment...I'm really curious as to what it's like. He's told me his dad's always busy with work so I'm sure he won't mind me coming over.".

Thinking to himself briefly, Sal decided that the two of you should hang out at his place, being that you've never seen his room or hung out with him in there. "She's welcomed me into her room so it's best I do the same. Plus, I bet she'd really like my movie posters, more stuff to bond over...", and with that he placed his hand upon the door of his apartment, opening it up for you to enter, "We can hang out at my place, if that's okay with you.".

Nodding excitedly, you entered his apartment, looking around to see the same layout each apartment in the building had, "Should I take my shoes off before I go any further?", you asked, wanting to be a polite guest. "Oh, no, don't worry about it. We're not neat freaks or anything, speaking of that, excuse any dirty mugs lying around. My dad drinks a lot of coffee and never washes his damn cups.", he closed the door behind him and began to guide you towards his room, the same room as the one you had chosen in your apartment.

"Dad! I have a friend over to work on a project! We'll be in my room.", he called out before opening his door and walking inside, tossing his backpack onto the ground as you followed behind him, stepping nervously inside his room. This was a major moment for you after all, you were inside your crushes room! Unbeknownst to you, Sal was having the same exact thought process, "Holy shit, Y/N is in my room, we're...alone. I-is it clean enough? I hope Gizmo didn't cough up any hair balls...".

After finishing his thought, a meow was heard from underneath his bed, a pair of feline eyes shining from within the darkness, "Oh! That must be the famous Gizmo, what a cutie! Is he shy?", you asked, walking over towards the bed and leaning forward in an attempt to get a better look at the cat who simply retreated further under the bed. Sal chuckled at your excitement, "That's him alright, and he's definitely a shy kitty at first but once he cozies up to you, he'll never leave you alone. Just ask Larry.".

You turned your gaze away from the plump cat and onto the walls of Sallyface's bedroom, admiring his posters, "You've got good taste, Sallyface.", he was about to make a comment before you spotted the guitar in the corner of his room, immediately walking over towards it and kneeling down, admiring the beautiful instrument, "Holy shit, you play? That's amazing.".

Blushing at the sight of your joyful smile, he nervously rubbed the back of his neck as he sat upon his bed, pulling his hoodie off carefully as to not disturb his mask, "Y-yeah, I'm just learning for now though, Larry's helping me out too.", he tossed his hoodie onto his dresser while picking up his backpack to take out his project supplies. Still admiring the guitar, you could imagine how amazing Sallyface would be at playing, not to mention, how attractive it would be, "He's already a cutie, but a cutie with a guitar?! Woof...", suddenly you felt a fuzzy form rubbing itself against your ankle, "Gizmo!".

Glancing over, Sallyface was surprised at how quickly his pet had cozied up to you, "Oh, wow, that's unusual. He must sense how kind you are. I'd cozy up to you quick too if I were him.", he remarked without thinking as he took his shoes off, only afterwards realizing that might've sounded odd, "Sorry, was that weird?". Laughing, you plopped yourself besides him while taking your shoes off as well, backpack following as you pulled out your sketchbook, "Not at all, Sal. Your compliments are sweet, they're always just the perfect thing to say in the moment. I like that about you. So, wanna get started on the project? I can't wait to see our finished products!".

Relieved to hear you say his compliments weren't weird but instead cute, he nodded and adjusted his sketchbook in one hand, pencil in the other, "Do you mind if I draw you first? I think I can get it right this time...I mean, at least I hope so.". You nodded, comfortably sitting on one corner of the bed while Sal sat across from you in the other corner, "Oh, hold on, let me take my hoodie off. I'm getting stuffy and I don't want to take it off halfway through the drawing process...". You tugged the hoodie over your head slowly, not wanting to make a mess of your hair, but during the process of taking it off your hoodie stuck to your shirt, causing it to lift slightly, giving Sal a quick view of your bare mid drift before your shirt fixed itself once the hoodie was off, "Okay, I'm ready.".

Seemingly calm on the outside as his pencil made contact with his sketchbook, you had no idea how badly Sal was freaking out inside his head after seeing a glance of the skin underneath your shirt, causing his hand to tremble slightly and throat to become dry. He was a teenage boy after all, who had a massive crush on you, he couldn't really be blamed for being so flustered. He felt okay eventually though still a bit nervous, being able to draw you with ease now that it was just the two of you within the walls of his room and not inside a crowded classroom with Larry constantly cracking distracting jokes.

The two of you chatted amongst yourself while you still carefully maintained your pose for the portrait, talking about movies, music, and just sharing your feelings on whatever was going on in your lives with one another. "I hope I look nice right now, since he basically has to stare at me in order to finish the project. Gah, I know it's for the project but knowing his eyes are on me and me only makes me feel so...happy.", and Sal had the same mushy thoughts as you, in this moment he was able to marvel at your beauty.

He was getting the chance to gaze upon your charming (E/C) eyes, your glowing (S/C) skin, and your perfectly plump, soft looking, shiny from lip balm, lips that were formed into a small smile, "I don't want to stop looking at her. I can't. She's an angel. I'm absolutely convinced she is...". He looked down at his paper once he finished his drawing, about 35 minutes later, putting his pencil down and making eye contact with you, a bit nervous to show you the finished project, "O-okay, I'm done Y/N. Keep in mind, I'm not an artist. But I tried my best to capture your likeness.".

You quickly crawled across the bed to sit besides Sal, your face besides his as you looked down at his sketchbook, absolutely amazed at his work of art, "S-sal, this is...this is so cool. It looks just like me! You definitely have a certain art style going, and it's really unique! I love it!", you exclaimed, turning your head to face him just as he did, your faces mere inches away from one another. A huge smile formed underneath his mask as you expressed your gleeful approval over his drawing, he felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest seeing you so proud of him, "Th-thanks, Y/N! I'm so glad you like it, it was pretty hard but, I managed to do it. Phew, no more lopsided eyes, right?", this made the two of you laugh as you returned to your spot across the bed.

"Okay, so I guess it's my turn, right? Let me fix my pigtails..", Sal spoke before being interrupted by you handing over your sketchbook to him out of the blue, "Open it up to the first page.", confused but curious, he did so and his eyes landed upon an impressive, realistic, pencil sketched portrait of...himself, from the chest up.

"W-what...holy shit, Y/N. You already finished it ahead of time? How did you...?", you spoke up, "Remember when we messed around with my Polaroid camera? Well, Larry took a candid picture of you that I absolutely loved, and I just knew I had to draw it. Even before we got the portrait assignment. I hope that isn't weird or anything.", you said, chuckling nervously as you tucked your hair behind your ears, waiting to hear Sal's response.

He was speechless for a minute at the sheer talent the portrait portrayed, eyes wide as he stared down at it, you had perfectly captured his appearance and it was clear you were attentive to details, hell, even the shading upon the facial features of his mask were spot on. "Y/N...you're so amazing. I wish I was brave enough to tell you how great I think you are...man, fuck it.", he looked up at you with a piercing gaze from the eye holes of his mask, catching you off guard for a moment, before suddenly he exclaimed, "Y/N, I don't know if you're aware of this, but, you're amazing. An amazing girl, an amazing friend, and an amazing artist. I just...", he instantly felt embarrassed at his sudden confidence fueled outburst, "...I just, um, wanted you to know that. Because it's the truth.", he handed your sketchbook back to you, gently placing it in your lap.

The facial expression you were making could only be described as a mixture of surprise, bashfulness and pure happiness, your crush had just said all those things about you, and judging from his sincere tone, you knew he meant every last bit of it, "Sal...", pausing, you placed your sketchbook gently back into your bag before returning your gaze towards him, "...I'm so..I just...I can't even begin to explain how lucky I am to have a friend like you. You're truly such a sweetheart, I hope you know I think you're just as amazing. Truly.", your body scooted closer towards him.

The two of you simply sat besides each other for a while, enjoying each other's presence and soaking in the kind words that were exchanged before you yawned, quite loudly too. "O-oh, are you tired Y/N?", Sal asked, looking towards your sleepy face as you nodded, "Seems so, sorry, I guess the rainy weather today just makes me kinda drowsy.", finishing that sentence, you let yourself fall back onto Sal's bed, too tired to realize this might be a bit abrupt. "Oh man, she's laying on my bed, what do I do? Shit...I mean, she's tired, and I am too, so I guess this isn't too weird, right? She wouldn't do that if she was uncomfortable. Maybe if I, um-.", finishing his thought, Sally nervously followed your actions, laying besides you atop his bed, the two of you now resting next to each other, shoulder to shoulder.

"Did we have homework for science today?" you sleepily asked, "I don't remember to be honest.", Sal replied, his voice clearly becoming tired as well, "Yknow, Mr.Bundy smells weird. When he was helping us today, I got an accidental whiff of him...I can't put my finger on what he smells like though...", again Sal sleepily replied, "Stale crackers?", making you laugh softly, "Heh, yeah.".

The two of you were slowly becoming more and more tired as you laid in bed, continuing to talk about various random subjects for a good while until Sal suddenly stopped talking, he must've fallen asleep, the now silent but cozy atmosphere quickly putting you to sleep as well.
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"Meeeow. Mrow.", Sal stirred in his sleep slightly, not wanting to get up, the sleepiness having a strong grasp upon him. "Meoow.". Again, Sal moved his head slowly, eyes opening ever so slightly as he saw Gizmo sitting besides his head, staring at him with his big old feline eyes, "Mm, Gizmo, I'll feed you in a bit, just let me sleep for now, okay?".

The cat stared at him for a bit longer before jumping off the bed, allowing Sallyface to return to his slumber. About to shut his eyes once again, he placed one hand next to his head and the other gently wrapped around your waist...wait, your waist?

That's when it suddenly dawned on him, eyes jolting open to look down at the person besides him, "W-wait wait wait, what's going on-". Only then did he remember he was not alone in his bed; seeing your sleeping figure tightly holding onto him, one leg over his lower body, head nuzzled comfortably onto his chest, your hand gently gripping the fabric of his shirt, peacefully sleeping like never before.

Sal however, was anything but peaceful now that he realized he was sleeping, and cuddling, with his crush, who's body was making more physical contact with him than ever, in his bed. Heart beating rapidly, mouth becoming dry and chest feeling tight, he debated on what he should do, "O-oh man, holy fuck, Y/N...sh-she's c-cuddling me. I-I can't...I don't know if I can h-handle this. I had my hand on her fucking waist while we were napping together, and I didn't even realize it!? Wait, that's it, maybe she doesn't realize what she's doing. I mean, we were both asleep, we were just trying to get as comfy as possible while we slept without realizing it. Th-this is... really comfy, her body feels...really nice against me.", he felt his face and body instantly become hot with embarrassment, "N-no no no no no, do not think of anything inappropriate right now, Sallyface. Keep your teenage boy tendencies in check!", he smacked the forehead of his prosthetic with his free hand.

"Mmm...", your sleeping self tightened the grip you had upon Sal's shirt, unaware of how all over him you were in the moment, you were asleep after all and did have a tendency to cuddle whatever was in your vicinity. A chill ran down your spine while you slept, the cold air from outside might have been seeping indoors by now, and without a blanket to cover yourself with, your sleeping body did what it could to stay warm.

Slowly, you lifted your head up from where it was nuzzled upon Sal's chest, now nuzzling it in the space between his collarbone and his neck, your warm breath now gently grazing his skin, causing him to shake like a leaf, never having been in a situation like this before.

"H-her face is...right against my neck, I can feel her breathing on me...her...mouth...oh my god, I have to stop this now, if she keeps doing this I'm going to have a heart attack.", too occupied in debating over what he should do, he failed to notice that a strand of your hair had gotten caught within the buckle of his prosthetic, giving your scalp a hard tug when he attempted to adjust himself.

"O-ow, what the-", eyes fluttering open, you took back the section of hair that had gotten caught in the buckle, lifting yourself up slightly with one hand on Sal's chest, the other upon the bed. Your vision was blurred slightly after waking up, unaware of your surroundings and unable to remember the time before you had fallen asleep; that is until you looked down at your blue haired friend, his hair now messy and loose, most likely caused from his hair ties slipping off during sleep, eyes wide, silently looking up at you as he laid upon his bed, ears incredibly red, signaling that he was blushing madly underneath his mask.

"W-why is he-", that's when you saw the position the two of you were in, one of your legs upon his body, his hand upon your waist, your hand against his chest, laying upon his bed. "O-oh, oh my gosh! I'm s-so sorry!", you quickly removed yourself away from him, scooting back across the bed, back now against the wall as you bashfully hid your face behind your hands, not wanting to face him after being in such a suggestive position without even realizing it, "G-geez, I didn't mean to, I mean, I was asleep! We were just sleeping! I-I...aaargh!".

Quickly sitting up as well, messy hair shielding his mask slightly, he approached you in an attempt to clear the awkward air, "N-no, don't be embarrassed! Really Y/N! It's okay! It's okay, it was just...a spur of the moment thing!", he gestured nervously with his hands as he attempted to comfort you.

Hands slowly removing themselves from your practically glowing red face, you looked upon your crush, both of you were insanely flustered and unable to form proper sentences, "I...I'm sorry, that must've been so awkward for you, Sal. I um, didn't mean to..be so touchy. I guess I got a bit too comfortable while I was s-sleeping...I can't believe I did that, oh my gosh...".

You planted your palm against your forehead, frowning to yourself and letting out a sigh, "I really need to stop over stepping boundaries with you, don't I?", you asked as you looked at Sal whose ears were still red, he had yet to calm down completely from what happened. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about, Y/N, really, um, all we did was fall asleep next to each other. It's not that weird, r-right? Besides the fact that we were, um, very comfortable with one another, heh.", his laugh was slightly forced, but still aided in making you feel a little better, "Y-yeah, that's true, I mean, it's not like I hated it or anything...".

Surprised, he looked back at you as you expressed your feelings about what had transpired, you continued, "I actually...really enjoyed it from what I can recall of my sleepy state, I haven't slept that well for a while, you're really comfy to hold onto...u-uhm, s-sorry, I'm just blabbering on now, aren't I?". Again, there were those butterflies within his chest and stomach, "She didn't hate it...she didn't hate it, she enjoyed it? She liked holding onto me? G-god, Y/N, you're making it incredibly hard for me to hide my actual feelings from you when you say cute stuff like that.".

The room was quiet for a bit before Gizmo began his incessant meowing, swatting at his empty food bowl awaiting his dinner, which was late today because of a certain pair of oblivious teens canoodling one another for hours while they slept, "Oh, sorry buddy, guess you must be pretty hungry. I didn't mean to sleep for so long and have you wait."

As he usually did, Sal poured some cat food into Gizmo's bowl and proceeded to pet him while he chowed down upon his meal. It was cute how much Sallyface cared about his cat, and as much as you wished you could stay and play with the both of them you knew your mother would be home soon, the clock upon his dresser reading 6:20PM, the two of you had been asleep for over two hours.

Standing up off of the bed, you slipped into your boots without bothering to tie them and grabbed your backpack, "W-well, I should get going now, Sal. Thank you again for having me over, I had a really nice time, really, I did.", your eyes looked down at the ground remembering the warm feeling of being besides him in bed, his large, strong hand upon the skin of your waist, "...s-sorry again about the, um, touchiness! I'll let myself out..!".

Hand reaching for the door handle of his bedroom, Sal hurriedly stood up and walked towards you, not wanting you to leave on your own, "W-wait, hold on Y/N-". Without realizing what he was doing, he placed his hand against the door right besides your head, essentially having you backed up against the door with his body cornering you.

Turning to face him, your eyes were wide at the sudden unintentional brashness of his actions, his eyes staring back at you as he realized the position he had just put you in, but he didn't retreat, it was too late now. "U-uhm, Y/N, let me walk you out. It'd be rude of me to let you leave on your own.", his blue gaze seemed to bore into your heart and soul, first looking upon your eyes, before they shifted to look at your lips, oh man, was the tension heavy, "Is