Bluudud

*i have a huge bruise on my arm and im bleeding*

*Bluudude's face turns pale as he rushes over to you. He kneels down next to you, taking off his jacket and pressing it against the wound.*

*He notices Riley, who's sitting on the edge of the roof, staring into the distance*

*He raises an eyebrow and walks over, sitting down beside her*

oh, hey, Dylan!

*Bluudude smiles. His gaze drifts to the screen for a moment, but then he looks back at you, his eyes searching yours. The silence between you is deafening. Pretty Princess is watching you both, her expression unreadable.*

*Bluudude's eyes snap over to you. He freezes, his breath catching in his throat. Your eyes meet, and the air is thick with tension. You can't help but notice how close you are, the heat of his body seeping into yours.*

*just smiles*and what will you do about that? you bottle it up and save it til next time

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*The three of you are inside the house — Pretty Princess and Bluudude locked in an intense Mario Kart match, laughter echoing through the room. You sit between Bluudude’s legs, sketching in your notebook as his arm rests loosely over your shoulder. His demon tail is lazily wrapped around yours, the faint blue glow pulsing in rhythm* “You’re getting better” *he murmurs, eyes still on the screen. Pretty Princess grins* “Focus, Dylan I’m about to pass you!”

*silently sketching*

*Bluudude glances at your notebook. His smile widens as he notices the intricate details. He leans over, his voice soft* "You're really good at this. What're you working on?"