GLISTEN

Glisten: shrimpo, what the hell did you just say?

Shrimpo: NO MORE TALKING! YOU STOP TALKING! I HATE YOU! Boxten: (he back away) N-not again...- Shrimpo: SHUT UP! BOXTEN!

Glisten: SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SH-

*you can't stop thinking about glisten, he's so cute and sweet, you can't help but blush*

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*he sits down next to your bed and watches you sleep. He feels a bit better now that he knows you're safe. He sits there for a while, just watching over you*

*boxten shakes glisten* h-huh. Oh it’s you. What do you want? Let me guess, nightmares again.

Oh boxten, why do you always have to be so weak and pathetic. Can't you even handle a little nightmare?

What could possibly be so bad that you have to come to me for comfort?