TWENTY-FIVE: Cuddles

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"I-I know. I care for you too."
I couldn't help but think about what Bendy had said the day before. He cares about me. He admitted it right in front of me and Mika. My cheeks couldn't help but heat up as I smiled. He cares. That's all I can think about. I can't push those thoughts away, nor do I want to. I don't want to think otherwise. Whether he was actually telling me the truth or not. Some little part of him cares for me. And I care for him. A lot.
I hate to admit it but... I think I'm falling for him. He's just so- handsome- that so embarrassing to admit even if it's in my head and not out loud. Yet, that's the exact word to describe him.
"Oh Nightfall," I sighed out, my cat immediately looking towards me, meowing. He was laying by the door about to fall asleep but heard me say his name, "I think I'm falling in love..."
I buried my face into my pillow.

Nightfall arched his back, claws unsheathed as he pounced up onto the bed beside me. I smiled and pat his head. Today wasn't that interesting honestly. Besides coming to the conclusion that I'm falling in love with Bendy, nothing's happened. Just a typical "be in your thoughts and think about dating an ink demon." Better than a "think about your dark depressing past" kind of day. That's a plus side. A big plus side. I'd rather think of how handsome Bendy is than remember- Cas.
Suddenly, I began to have a mental breakdown. Why? Why now? Don't think of him now, (Y/n). Nightfall meowed in concern, his amber cat eyes seeming to glimmer with fear. I began to pet his head to calm down the both of us. My breath came out shaky from my mouth, and my body shook intensely, "You're fine. You're going to be fine." Now I remember why. Why I hate the feeling of love. It's too risky. What if I'm used again? What if I'll be taken advantage of?
Don't think of him. That's all I repeated in my head.

I'm sure that Bendy somehow felt my fear because as sudden as my mental breakdown was, he was at my bedroom door. He immediately opened it, peeking his head out, "Are you okay toots?" His voice was full of slight panic. I sat up, relieved to Bendy, "Yeah, just thought of a nobody."
"A nobody?" Bendy sounded genuinely confused but he acted like he knew what I was talking about, "Okay."
Honestly I don't care if Bendy knows what I mean. I don't want to explain it. He doesn't need to know. All he needs to know is that I'm just Henry's daughter and that I was affected immensely by my father's death. Not that my father's death was only the beginning of my misery.

Bendy stared at me for a whole minute, inspecting me before murmuring loud enough for me to hear, "Do you want a hug? Or some food?" His deep, dark voice was soft. I began to smile, "Yeah, I'd like a hug."
With that, Bendy entered my room, shutting the door behind him. He then went up to me and sat beside me on my bed. I sat up and clung my arms around his waist in a hug. He hugged back, a smile on his face and a slight blush staining his cheeks.
We remained like this until we eventually moved into a more comfortable position and began to cuddle, laying down. Bendy's arms were still wrapped around me as I laid my head on his chest. A blush covered my face. Maybe that mini breakdown was good. It gave me an excuse to cuddle Bendy.

"(Y/n)?" Anxiety began to fill me. I looked up at him, "What?"
"Whose that nobody you were talking about earlier?"
"Just like I said, a nobody." I muttered, "You don't need to know." Bendy chuckled, "Oh really. I'm pretty sure I do if you're having a mental breakdown about it."
Annoyance slightly tugged at me, but I pulled it back, "Cas," I finally admitted. Though those were the only words that left my lips. No matter how hard I tried to say something else.
Bendy seemed to notice and began guessing, "Is he your friend?"
I shook my head.
"Your brother's friend?"
I shook my head again.
"Ex?"
"C-close." I stuttered out. Bendy seemed to understand what I was getting at and said no more.
It went silent.
"I'm not like this Cas, right?" Without hesitation, I shook my head, "Never." It's funny. Cas is worse than a literal demon.
Bendy smiled softly.
It went silent, again.

     𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧𝐤 | Ink Bendy x Depressed! ReaderWhere stories live. Discover now