Real fast imagine just Snowbaz cuddles
Early morning and Simon on Baz’s shoulder
Baz walking up behind Simon and just wrapping his and around his waist from behind
Sitting on the couch watching a movie not really paying attention to where their hands are going
Baz holding Simon
Yeah you can go back to your day- ONLY WHEN YOU IMAGINE IT FULLY
there we go? Got it imagined? All the way?
AU where there is no magic, Simon still has his parents (Davy and Lucy) and Baz in the moster that lives under his bed. Simon is young, only about 11 years old.
I was home alone for the first time. Mommy couldn’t find a baby sitter but daddy didn’t want to cancel their plans for tonight, so they left me alone. They made sure I was okay and I really was. I told them I had Bazzy with me. They think he’s my imaginary friend, but he isn’t imaginary at all. He’s real.
I was asleep when it happened. The alarm suddenly went off and then turned off almost as fast. I sat up in bed, terrified, when I heard voices from the hallway.
“No one is home, they have date night tonight. I made sure they were gone, trust me. No one will find us, it’s fine, Ag,” one of them said. It’s a girl, I think. I pull the covers off of me.
“Oh, shut up, Pen. You’re just making me even more nervous. I’ve never broken into someone’s house before!” It’s another girl. I get off my bed. The flood creaks loudly.
“Did you hear that?”
I lay down slowly and begin to inch under the bed. I don’t think Baz is here, but I know how to get him here.
“Baz!” I whisper. Nothing. “Baz!”
“It was nothing, Agatha, don’t be all anxious. We just need to find something expensive, maybe some money, and get out!”
Baz is suddenly right next to me. His skin looks even darker in the night and his mouth is full. His fangs are out. He smiles at me.
“Don’t talk,” I mouth to him. He nods and looks out from under my bed. I grab his hand and he smiles even bigger.
“Penny, the noise came form this room,” Agatha said. She was standing right outside my door and I got even more scared. What if they find me?
“We’re not doing anything until Dev and Niall get here. They’ve done this so many times so we’ll be fine once they are here.”
Baz’s eyebrows scrunch together. “No one is going to hurt you or steal anything from you. I promise,” he whispered. The voices drifted away and he and Baz waited under his bed.
“What are you going to?” I asked him quietly.
“Whatever I do, don’t get scared, okay? I’m just going to try to scares them,” he whispered back.
“You’ve never scared me, Bazzy,” I muttered. I squeezed his hand and he began to wiggle out from under my bed. The thing with Baz is that he is silent all the time and he can see really well in the dark. I loved it. Almost every night before I go to bed he comes out and we just sit on my bed and talk. Sometimes I go under the bed with him, but I fell asleep once and my parents thought I had been kidnapped in the middle of the night, so we don’t do that anymore. Even while I am under here now I’m afraid I might fall asleep.
Baz walks out of my room and I hear him growling from outside my door.
“What was that?!”
“Agatha, stop, there’s nothing there!”
Baz laughed. It was creepy.
“Wait, what the hell? Who was that?”
“I told you there was something!”
Baz got his creepy voice, it was smooth and entrancing. He only used this on me once, when we first met, but after it didn’t scare me any. “There certainly is something. Something indeed,” he laughed again.
“Penny, can we go?” Agatha cried.
“Go? Oh, don’t leave! I just got here,” Baz crooned. “Let’s have some fun.” I could almost hear his smirk.
“Okay, let’s get the fuck out of here, I don’t want to be here anymore!” Penny yelled. And then she screamed. “What the fuck are you?!”
“I’m me,” Baz snarled.
“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.”
“Oh, I’m not holy. In fact, I’m the opposite. Time for fun?” Baz was getting loud. His voice was travelling from wherever they were in the house to my room. I just wanted him to get them out and come back.
“Baz,” I whispered.
“Leave!” Baz screamed. He must’ve done something scary, because the two girls screamed and there was some crashing before I heard a door slam. I heard someone walking towards my room, and despite knowing it was Baz, I cowered under my bed.
“Simon?” Baz whispered as he entered my room. “Are you okay?”
I peeked out from where I hid and his eyes found me and held something I didn’t recognize.
“Oh, Simon. Come on out, we can lay down on your bed and sleep, yeah?” Baz murmured. I crawled out from under the bed and hugged him around his waist.
“Thank you,” I spoke into his shoulder.
“It was nothing, really. I’m just glad you’re okay. I’m sorry if I scared you.”
I shook my head and pulled away. “Can you stay with me until my parents get back? And then once they check on me can you come back?”
He smiled and nodded. “Of course.”
He climbed into my bed with me and he stroked my hair as I fell asleep. He was warm and his skin had goosebumps on it where I touched him. I giggled softly.
“G’night, Bazzy,” I breathed.
“Sleep well, Simon. Sleep well.”
So I got this prompt from @writing-prompt-s “A child is home alone when their house is broken into. Alone, except for the monster under their bed.” I really liked the idea of Simon as a little kid with Baz as his “monster” (even though Baz is in no way a monster, he’s an adorable little muffin actually) and this was the result of all of that!
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