@bubblegum
((Actually me though))
“You don’t have to…it’s fine,” He responded, tilting his head.
((Actually me though))
“You don’t have to…it’s fine,” He responded, tilting his head.
Despite not wanting to sleep, Scipio eventually did, his head still leaning against Bridge's hand.
After a while, Bridge finally noticed he was sleeping, moving so he could lean on all of him, not just his hand.
Scipio's breathing was calm and slow, and since Bridge had moved him, his head was on the other's shoulder now.
(Can I just say that I adore them?)
(Lol yeah I just think it's hilarious how much Bridge likes this psychopath mass murderer)
((I mean…he's a bean what can I say))
Bridge sighed to himself - again, not a happy, content, or satisfied one, but one that simply meant everything would be okay. For now. He kept softly petting Scipio's hair, amazed by how soft it was.
(Dave better not show up again for a bit if he knows what's good for him)
Scipio was still asleep. (Idk what else to put man, he sleepin)
((should we like…skip or somethin))
(Yeah probably lol)
((okie lol))
Bridge was still gently petting his hair a couple minutes later when Scipio woke.
Scipio yawned. "What day is it?" He asked. "Did they tase me again?"
"Same…same day," Bridge told him, a little caught off guard. He, unlike Scipio, had no idea of telling when someone had woke or gone to sleep. "They didn't…tase you."
"Oh, alright…" Scipio sat up, rubbing at his eyes. "Why was I unconscious, then?"
"You fell asleep. You were…sleeping," He answered carefully.
"Huh… that's strange. I don't remember deciding to go to sleep."
"Well, you did." Bridge stated the obvious, still running a hand through Scipio's hair. It had proved to have a calming effect - one that could even put him to sleep after a while.
Scipio closed his eyes again as Bridge continued basically petting him. "Okay…"
"Are you going to fall asleep again?" He asked softly.
"No… I'm fine." Scipio decided to open his eyes just to ensure that he wouldn't fall asleep.
"Okay. That's good," Bridge mumbled, realizing once again how close they were, especially since Bridge had moved so Scipio could lean on him.
((PSA Bridge is a tiny bean))
(Ye and Scipio is pretty average. Kinda has eating problems tho since asylum)
Scipio didn't really seem to mind Bridge being this close to him, but he was pretty nonchalant about most things.
((Mhm yeah))
In fact, they were so close that Bridge could kiss Scipio if he wanted to. He blushed a little at the thought. He did want to, kind of - it wasn't a burning urge, but he thought it might be nice. He wasn't going to, though, at least not now. He was far too shy for that kind of thing.
Scipio watched the cell door quietly, making sure that Dave wouldn't return. All his information about why he hated Dave so much was still quite vague up to this point.
Bridge wasn't about to ask him anything else about that, either. Or…really do anything now. Scipio had just woken up, and his hand was in his very soft hair, and he didn't want to bother him.
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