In It Together. || Chuckle Sandwich x Reader // C&W Continuation

5

⚠️Warning: This chapter contains smut/sexual themes. If you don't like smut, please skip to the next chapter! I don't add anything important to smut chapters, so you won't miss out anything important to the plot. This is all just for fun :) ⚠️

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Once you and Charlie had managed to get Ted cleaned up and in bed, as well as his conditioner/alcohol mixed vomit, Charlie headed to bed for the night, as so did you.

Well, you tried to, at least.

Sitting in your room you began to get changed, getting into something more comfortable. Your room was pretty cold so you wore a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie you had taken from Ted. It was mainly what Ted and Charlie had in their closets, so usually you got the opportunity to snatch a few whenever you wanted. They still hadn't seemed to notice yet.

Getting all cuddled up and cozy you soon climbed into bed, curling up under the covers and closing your eyes.

But before you could even begin to drift off to sleep, there was a small knock on your door. It was a bit soft, but still loud enough for you to hear.

You figured right away that it was either Schlatt or Charlie. Ted had the habit of just bursting into your room whenever he wanted, no respect for your privacy whatsoever. Charlie on the other hand always made sure to knock, after what happened when he walked in on you once honestly made him a nervous wreck whenever he had to enter youe room. As for Schlatt, he just always knocked, just to respect your boundaries.

Heading over to the door you confirmed your suspicions, Schlatt stood there drowsily, staring at your for a moment. It was dead silent for a moment, almost like he forgot how to speak for a moment.

"Uhm.. you need something, Schlatt?" You asked after a moment, it honestly felt as if his gaze was burning right through you.

Without missing a beat, he slowly rubbed his eyes and perked up a bit. "Could I stay with you tonight?" He muttered quietly.

That honestly surprised you a bit. "I mean, sure? But why would you want to-"

"Cool, thanks.." He yawned out, walking right past you and flopping down in your bed.

Sighing, you closed your door and headed over, sitting right next to him. "Is something wrong with your bed or somewhere? What's making you want to sleep with me all of a sudden?" You couldn't help but ask, a small smile on your face.

Schlatt was honestly never this soft, even though he had his little drunken episodes here and there he had never acted like this before. It confused you honestly, but at the same time, you were curious.

All he really gave was a shrug, his hands carefully reaching down and grabbing one of your wrists, pulling it up and making you rest your hand on his cheek. "Your hands are really.. really fuckin' soft, y'know.."

Rubbing your thumb against his cheek slightly, you sighed and looked at him. "What are you wanting, huh? I know you're drunk but you're never this cuddly."

"Whhatt, can I not just hang out with you?" He muttered drunkenly as he laid his head back slightly. "You and your.. soft hand..ss.."

You couldn't help but roll your eyes as you listened to him, pulling your hand away from his face. "You're still drunk. You're hot, too."

Snickering, Schlatt sat up a bit and looked at you. "You're not too bad looking yourself, sugartits."

Nearly slapping him you had to grab your hand and hold yourself back, taking a deep breath. "First of all, never say that again. Second of all, I meant your temperature, dumbass. You're burning up."