For @sdavid09 TaleTeller’s Fright Night 2016 challenge
“Quit crinkling the
bag, you’re ruining the best part!” you whined as you poked Gabriel
with your toe where he lounged on the other side of the couch,
sprawled like a king surrounded by bags of candy on his blanket.
He had been reluctant,
but eventually he agreed to join you during your horror movie
marathon, only on the condition that he was going to supply the
snacks. Had you known that it was going to involve several bags of
mini chocolate bars, gummy candies of all varieties and goodness
knows what else he left in the kitchen, however, you may have
reconsidered. While Gabriel was the best friend you could have asked
for, he didn’t understand your love of horror movies, nor did he have
the appreciation for silence during the scary parts. Not to mention
the wicked stomach ache you were sporting from eating so much of his
candy, but that was more your own fault than his.
You had just started
watching Night on Elm Street and it was at the part where Freddy
Krueger dropped his, “This, is God” line while holding up his
glove, which caused Gabriel to bark out a laugh.
You shot a glare at him
and lobbed a sour candy at his face.
“… I’m not supposed
to laugh, am I?” he winced before finding the candy you threw and
tossing into the air. He easily caught it in his mouth and grinned
wide as if he were pleased with himself.
“No, you’re not!”
you hissed back, though after a moment you couldn’t help but smile at
He was here to keep you
company and though it wasn’t his thing, he hadn’t complained once
through the first 3 movies you’d already watched and was still seated
comfortably next to you looking entertained as ever.
“Gabe?” you asked
quietly after a pause, watching his amused expression as he stared at
he responded, turning to you with a quirked eyebrow.
“Can I come snuggle
with you?” you requested, gesturing towards him with a tip of your
The grin that spread
across his face was infectious as he moved the candy and pulled the
blanket away from him, beckoning you over with both hands.
“Bring it in,
sweetness!” he teased as you crawled over, nestling up against his
chest as he wrapped the blanket around the both of you.
After that you hardly
noticed the crinkling of his candy bags, and even joined him in his
laughing at the so-called ‘scary’ parts. This felt like the beginning
of a new tradition to you, and as you drifted off to sleep somewhere
between the third and fourth Freddy movie, you couldn’t recall a more