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storfulsten · 3 years

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Burns and Heartache

Bombeep Angst Fic [Whitty's POV]

Written by @blacklight-garage

Author's note: apologies in advance, but I had to put it in Whitty's perspective to make it hurt more. Also, sorry if this isn't entirely accurate to your AU... I just kinda... went wild.

I'm on my knees, Boyfriend stood in front of me and was still below my head. We hadn't been dating for long, but just his face is enough to make me blush.

Suddenly, I felt a soft warmth in my hands. It was him... he was holding my hands. His skin was so soft and gentle. I want to protect him, pull him closer, kiss him. He's so beautiful. So precious. I love him so much.

He's getting closer to my face. Leaning in. He's gonna do it. He's gonna kiss me. I feel... hot... my face feels like fire.

As his lips draw close to my face, everything feels like fire. He jerks away, yowling in pain. My heart... it hurts...

I burned his hands... I burned his delicate human hands... I hurt him. Tears gushed down from my eyes like black waterfalls. I trembled in his presence.

He glanced up from his hands to look at me... I'm scared... so scared... I hurt him and I'm scared of the consequences. Scared because I made a mistake.

"Whitty..." he said to me. "Get away from me" I squalled before running. "Whitty, wait!" He yelled, but I was too scared to listen. I ran... and I didn't stop running.

I ran until I bumped into Boyfriend again the next day. His big eyes, those beautiful big eyes. I was mesmerized. Then there was the bandage wrap on his hands. He's hurt... I hurt him... it's my fault. I began to back up, but his wraped up hand grabbed my hoodie and pulled himself up for a hug.

Tears fell, mine and his. "Whitty, why'd you run away like that?" He asked with a gentle tone. His voice is so sweet. I had to be honest. Through the tears and hyperventilating, I looked down at him. "I was scared..."

His big eyes looked sad, it hurt to look at them like that. "Why were you scared?" He rubbed my back. I picked him up. All I could see in his eyes was sadness. What have I done? I'll say it now.

"I ran away... because I hurt you... and I was scared that you'd be mad at me" honest words poured from my heart and out my mouth. Boyfriend... laughed...?

"Whitty, babe, It was an accident, I won't stop loving you over an accidental burn. Sure, you scared me for a moment, but it was even scarier when you ran away crying and disappeared for a whole day"

I... scared him... why did I scare him like that? Im so STUPID! I should've known that this would've scared him! I scared him!

"Whitty, you're spiraling!" Boyfriend tried to grab my hand, but I pulled it away and yelped "NO!"

he went pale with fear as I burst into tears and wailed, "I don't want to hurt you!"

Boyfriend was thinking... i could see it in his eyes. He grabbed my hoodie and told me "follow me back to the apartment, I've got an idea.

When we got to the apartment, he told me to sit on the couch. What was he gonna do? Was I in trouble? I must've been in trouble!

He came back. He had oven mitts on. My heart swelled. "Will you let me touch your hands now?" He asked, he stared at my hands. Without hesitation, i went down on my knees and held his protected hands... I could tell he could barely feel it, but my hands felt like fire again...

#submission #bombeep

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storfulsten · 3 years

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Just found your blog yesterday, so I’m sorry if you’ve already answered this.

I’ve seen a lot of fans make Whitty fairly clueless about normal day to day things or normal human things. Is your Whitty in bombeep also clueless about some human things or is he more aware?

pretty sure I have not so ye nws lol honestly, I have not given that much thought, past him and bf being an idiot/idiot ship. that doesn't really mean he's totally clueless about things though probably. like yeah I've seen some of them headcanons and jokes and stuff and usually ye they're amusing, but honestly personally for my own au stuff, he's probably slightly more aware. like yeah he's probably clueless about some things but not to an extreme degree or whatever. idk exactly about what things though, as said I have not given it much thought before since I mostly only have him thinking about or getting mushy with bf, don't have to have much of a clue about most things then lol but yeah, maybe a lil clueless in some areas still probably but manageably so I guess ha (and bf is ofc there to help him along if needed, even if he is the slightly dumber one he's slightly less clueless in general about things I guess lol)

#honestly though same lol #life is just confusing sometimes tbh #but ye anyhow #thanks for the message!#stay groovy friendo

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sir-subpar · 3 years

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It's Cold Outside (Bombeep)

*Just a heads up, I'm new to this fandom. Warning: swearing and slight blood*

Whitty walked through the neighborhood, a blanket of snow buried the environment around him. The sky was overcast and grey. Whitty didn't really mind though, cold temperatures rarely affected him due to his intense heat in his core. His insides were basically magma in comparison to those of humans. The snow melted beneath his feet with every step he took.

He didn't have much to do today and Bf was out doing stuff, so he was just taking a relaxing stroll through the park. He thought he was the only one there until he saw someone face down in the snow ahead of him. He hesitated to approach until he noticed they had distinct blue hair. "The hell?" Whitty uttered, he approached the seemingly unconscious human being only to confirm his suspicions. That was definitely Bf, face down with some blood on his head. Whitty then noticed the skateboard some feet away from the two of them on the icy sidewalk. Whitty put two and two together and quickly realized what happened. 'This idiot. Who skateboards on ice? Is he trying to get a concussion?' Whitty thought, then looked at the face down man. He scooped Bf up in his arms (wasn't hard, Bf was pretty small in comparison to Whitty).

Whitty held Bf close, trying to envelope him in his warmth. The poor dumbass was freezing, it was actually concerning. How long was he out here? Whitty unzipped his hoodie and wrapped it around Boyfriend, it was like hiding a kitten in his shirt. He zipped it back up so both he and Bf were covered with the hoodie. Hopefully the combination of clothing and Whitty's natural heat would help keep Bf warm. Whitty kept his arms around Bf, both for warmth and just to make sure he didn't fall. Then he picked up Bf's skateboard, and started making his way home. It was times like this he wished he had a car.

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Whitty walked for about 5 minutes when Bf started stirring in his arms, the small blue haired male let out a little groan of pain as he shifted. He peeked his eyes open. "...Whitty..?" Bf whispered, just barely loud enough for the bomb-headed man to hear him. "Oh hey, you're awake. That was fast." Whitty replied, he was admittedly relieved to see Bf conscious, that was a good sign. Bf spoke again. "...Where are we going?" He asked, confused and tired. "Home" Whitty answered. "Mine or yours?" Bf asked, Whitty froze in place and stared at Bf. "We live in the same house." "Oh. Right." Whitty started walking faster, that was definitely worrying. Luckily they weren't far from home now, just about 10 minutes away.

Bf buried his face into Whitty's shoulder. "You're warm," he mumbled. "I'm always warm, you little ice cube." Whitty replied. His grip on Boyfriend tightened a little bit. "Whitty?" "Yeah?" "Are we close?" "We're almost there B, promise." "... 'Kay."

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Whitty set down Bf on the couch, then walked off to get the first aid kit and other supplies. After wrapping Bf up in a blanket, Whitty sat next to him on the couch, he held his face gently so he could see the head injury more clearly. It definitely needed to be cleaned. Whitty started disinfecting the wound, but Bf did not make it easy. He kept flinching and turning away. "Hold still." Whitty said sternly, trying not to get too agitated. "It stings!" Bf whined, still resisting his boyfriend's help. "Quit being a baby and suck it up. You know it'll get worse if we don't clean it." Letting out a little huff, Bf turned away from Whitty, hiding his face with the blanket. "C'mon Bf, don't be like that." "Hmpf." He pouted, still not facing Whitty. "B…" Whitty said quietly, maybe a gentler tone would make him listen. "Hey, B, look at me. Please?" No response. "B, you know I just wanna help you. Right?" Still no response. 'Alright. Looks like peace is no longer an option.' Whitty thought. It was time for plan B.

Whitty wrapped one of his arms around Bf and pulled him close. He held Bf in a way that made him unable to move his arms, he wasn't going anywhere now. "We coulda done this the easy way if you just sat still for 5 minutes." Whitty lightly teased as he pulled the blanket off of Bf's head and cleaned the wound. Bf squirmed in an attempt to escape his boyfriend's hold but to no avail. Finally Whitty was done cleaning Bf's forehead injury, and he bandaged it. He then let Bf go.

"See? That wasn't so bad, right?" Whitty teased. Bf muttered some grumpy words of agreement and said nothing else. Instead, he just shivered in his place, curling in on himself. Whitty quickly noticed. "B, are you still cold?" Boyfriend nodded. He hadn't warmed up from his nap in the snow yet. He was freezing. The blanket barely helped at all. Whitty leaned back on the couch's armrest and held his arms open. He gave Boyfriend a gentle smile. "C'mere, I can help with that." Immediately after hearing that, Bf jumped at the opportunity. Leaning into Whitty's chest and letting his arms wrap around his cold body. Whitty was definitely much warmer than the little ice cube Bf had become that day. Boyfriend buried his face into Whitty's chest, desperately trying to melt away the cold and become one with the inferno that was Whitty.

Whitty couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart for Boyfriend (wait, did he even have a heart? Whatever, it didn't matter). Whitty ran his fingers through Bf's blue hair and immediately he could feel him relaxing a little. Bf let out a relieved sigh, finally beginning to feel comfortable. "... Thanks Whitty…" Bf mumbled tiredly. "Don't mention it." Whitty whispered as he gently rubbed Bf's back, lulling him to sleep. Bf let him. He was comfortable, warm, and getting cuddles. There was no downside in his eyes.

Whitty let out a relieved sigh of his own. He might not have said it out loud, but seeing Bf so cold and hurt really scared him. He was just glad that Bf was with him now. Safe in his arms. Soon he heard soft snores coming from the small man. Whitty kissed him on the head, and relaxed. Falling into his own sleep.

#fnf #fnf whitty #fnf boyfriend #fnf bf #fnf bf x whitty #fnf whitty x bf #bombeep #it's cold outside #friday night funkin

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