The next morning, you and Ben were laying in your bed sound alseep and it was 10:30. You were laying on your side while Ben had his leg around you and was hugging you close to him. You opened your eyes slightly and was met with bright sunlight. You felt something hard against your lower back... *Mind processing* 'Oh hell no' You thought. Jolting awake at this point, you struggled to get out of Ben's grip but he just hugged you tighter. "Ben!" You whispered, he didn't respond, you turned your body towards him and came face with him. He was dead alseep... Then he started talking in his sleep, "(Y/N)~" He squirmed around a bit while hugging you closer, 'Great he's dreaming about me...' You thought with slight irritation. You thought about shoving him out of the bed again but changed your mind.
After 5 minutes of struggling to get out of death hug, you finally got out of his grip. As you were getting out of bed you turned around and saw that Ben was still asleep and hugging a pillow. A smile spread across your face, he had a bed head... Speaking of bed heads you better brush your hair.
After your morning routine, you went down stairs to make you a bowl of cereal. When going to the kitchen you noticed some stuff was in disarray, like some pictures hanging on the wall, were now on the floor, the couchs had been slashed revealing stuffing, and basically a mess. 'I guess I have help to clean this up...'. Your brother came walking into the living room yawning. "Hey (Y/N), so last night huh pretty crazy?" He mumbled stretching. "Yeah..." you responded 'Man I hope Ben isn't hurt to bad..' Your brother said something to you breaking your train of thought. "Oh yeah before I forget, mom said we have to clean some of this up." "Well where is she" you asked slightly worried. "She went to the police station to deal with all that business." Your brother said while walking to the kitchen.
After you made your bowl of cereal, you walked back to your room, bowl in hand. Opening the door you found that Ben was still alseep. He had his butt in the air, face on your pillow drooling, and he was also snoring softly. You giggle quitely so you wouldn't wake him. You wanted to take a picture but couldn't remember where your phone was, 'Oh well I guess I'lll try and find it later.'.
You finished your bowl of cereal and went towards Ben who was still out cold. His hat was gone, looking around th
e bed you found it near his stomach. Picking it up you inspected it, it was kinda like any other ordinary hat. You felt it with your hands, it was soft, very very soft, like a bunny. Being random you put it on and then looked at your self in the mirror on your door. 'I look pretty cool' You thought smugly. After a few goofy poses you got bored and went to Ben who was still alseep.
Then a thought crossed your mind. 'What if he's dead...?' You went over to him and pushed him on his side. He tipped over and spread out his arm and legs, his mouth was open, drool cascading down his cheek. Then he cracked open his eyes. He turned his head over to you. "Good morning darling." He smiled then flinched. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?" You asked. "I'm still kinda soar from fighting Jeff last night..." He said as he caressed your cheek. You held his hand there. "What was that about anyways?" Ben closed his eyes thinking if he should tell you or not.. "Well, it's complicated..." Ben tried to sit up but flinched and groaned in slight pain. "Hey, just rest there's no need to hurry." You told him. Ben sighed, then got his thoughts together. "(Y/N), the reason Creepypasta's don't go out with humans or fall in love with them is because if we did, we would loose our blood lust, our will to kill. And in the Creepypasta 'world' that is looked down upon, you are considered a outcast." You just stared at him. "Well that's stupid..." Ben noded and continued
"Yeah I know, but in a way it sorta protects us." You interupted Ben to ask him something, "Well how did Jeff find out that you liked me? Did you tell him?" "Yes I did, but I thought he would respect my decision of liking a mortal such as you. He tried to convince me multiple times not to like you, that you were just another random human, but I didn't listen. Jeff even told me a rumor, he even thought that I would be scareded out of liking you, but It didn't work.
"What was the rumor?" You asked curiously. "Well..."
To Be Continued