You Look Lonely
Inspired by this iconic scene.
When Jason was with the League, he'd thought he'd spotted something lingering above the pits sometimes. Then again, he'd also been hopped up into a mad rage by nasty death water, so his memory wasn't credible by any means.
But after a particularly bad day, as Jason just sits in front of the Pits looking at his reflection, he looks up.
"Hello, handsome."
Gorgeous eyes looking down, freckles dotting the skin. White hair gracefully flowing, a playful smile directed at him.
"What a day, hm? You look lonely..."
A warm bubbly feeling sprouts in his chest. Like if pit rage had a distant cousin.
"I can fix that."
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beauty sleep
trey parker x gn!reader
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cw: really sappy, lack of sleep
- you’re falling asleep in your shared bed, or trying to, at least
- it’s 2:30 am and there’s still no sign of trey & you’ve been tossing and turning from having to sleep without his warmth and open mouth snores (as far as he knows, it’s annoying. but to you… nothing could be more endearing)
- that’s not out of the ordinary though, trey has a horrible habit of falling asleep at the office after a grueling 18 hour process to create the newest south park episode
- usually on nights like these, you stay up staring at the ceiling and thinking about him. hoping he’s resting his head in his hand at least, but a part of your belly gnaws at you because you know your boyfriend would never grant himself the gift of rest until the show was perfected
- the house phone starts ringing, and you immediately sit up in bed with a smile, already knowing it was him
- “hey baby! how are you?” and there’s a long, exhausted sigh before he answers :(
- “i’m okay, can you… can you do me a favor honey? i know it’s late..” and you can almost hear the way he drags his hand across his face and rubs at his eyes to wake himself up
- “anything sweetheart, what is it? you okay?” and there’s a slight little hitch in his breath on the other end of the phone and you can tell he’s getting teary :(
- “can you just… can you come sit with me? i’m so tired and everyone went home, i just.. i don’t want to be alone”
- and that is VERY open and vulnerable for trey, and if this wasn’t such a tender moment you would’ve commended him
- you agree and tell him you’re going to drive over now, still in your sweet lil pajamas he bought for you this christmas season, basically flying down the backroads to get to the studio
- once you get inside, you see that all the rooms are darkened, except for one… his big corner office that seems even lonelier than usual
- cracking the door open, you are greeted with the sight of your boyfriend hunched over in his wooden chair, fingers woven through his shaggy hair and his flannel pajama pant clad legs bouncing in nervousness as he looks up at you with wide eyes
- the tenderness and comfort that settles in his eyes when he sees you <333
- “oh, you’re here” “you needed me” “i always do” :’)
- so you spend the next hour cleaning around his office, readying him to go home but respecting his creative process… even if it is detrimental to his beauty sleep
- you sit to his right on the floor, piecing together some of the paper cutouts of the characters and formatting them for the opening scene trey has listed in the script— anything to ease his mind
- he sits, still typing, but turns to look down at you with a soft smile & red eyes. he brings his strong hand down to your hair, pushing it away from your eyes, and getting lost in you for the moment.
- as his hand rests on the side of your head he pulls you in to kiss your forehead, before letting you rest your head on his thigh and stroking your hair
- “only three more pages beautiful, i promise. you can sleep if you want, okay?”
- your eyes start to flutter as you succumb to sleep, yet you feel him staring down at you & you open your eyes to peer up at him
- even exhausted, and even with the food&drink stains on his sweatshirt, his face is the kindest and warmest you’ve ever seen
- “trey?” “hm?” “what’re you thinkin’ about?” “just thinking about you, that’s all”
- he’s still lightly scratching at your hair, lulling you to sleep as you lay your head back on his thigh, falling asleep to the light tapping of his fingers against the keyboard
- it’s safe to say the next morning that matt walks in to find you two curled up & sleeping on the floor of trey’s office (where trey definitely put his sweatshirt over you to keep you warm)
- sidenote trey definitely pulls your back to his chest when he sleeps, his hand balled into a fist as he holds you tightly but gently… always tightly but gently <3
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