Something About You Takes Me Home (S8 Group Fic) - Candy Cane
A/N: uhhhhhh dont ask why im so obsessed with s8 rn i couldnt tell u. this fic features a lot of bob&kim bestieship and im. wow i love friendship. anyways pls enjoy!!! <333 and thank u @bogozbinted for spurring me on yet again :33
Summary: 4 times Kim took a picture of someone sleeping, and 1 time a picture was taken of her.
1: Naomi
It’s their fourth night in a row at the library, and the exhaustion of preparing for fall semester midterms is really starting to set in. Kim knows none of them are getting the sleep they usually would, that much is obvious. She’s in the same study room she always is with Naomi, Bob, and Monet, trying to stay as focused as she can on making a decent grade on her English paper. The only thing distracting her is Naomi, who is asleep face first in her notebook.
Kim feels bad, but she wants to laugh. The table they’re sitting at is covered in notes and textbooks and empty coffee cups, Bob has her earbuds in and is having a staring contest with her laptop, Monet is muttering to herself while looking over flashcards, and Naomi is just… asleep. Dead asleep. Her hair is pulled into a messy ponytail, she’s wearing a university hoodie, and Kim vividly remembers being in the same position her freshman year.
Midterms are rough, and she really shouldn’t even be considering it, yet she is so tempted. Against her better judgment, Kim pulls out her cellphone and sneakily takes a photo of Naomi in her exhausted state. The coffee cups and scrawling notes in the background of the photo make it all the better.
Monet notices and raises a questioning eyebrow at her, but Kim just shrugs in response. Monet rolls her eyes while Kim saves the photo to her favorite folder in her camera roll. It will be so funny in a week when this is all said and done and she can use it as a reaction image in her texts with Naomi.
“You sure are giddy for someone trying to write an A+ English paper,” Bob says, startling Kim enough to make her jump.
Kim frowns and gestures to Naomi, who is thankfully still sleeping, “Sh! You’ll wake her...”
“Ah yes, and then you won’t be able to collect more blackmail,” Bob smirks.
“I’m not going to share it with anyone,” Kim says in an attempt to defend herself, “I’m just going to tease her with it until it gets old.”
Monet chuckles, “Damn, how thoughtful.”
Kim giggles, though she tries to stay as quiet as possible, she reallydoesn’t want to wake up her friend. If she she fell asleep studying then she definitely needs the rest.
“It’s fun,” Kim offers, smiling at the exasperated expressions on her friends’ faces.
“You are evil, Kimberly,” Bob grins at her.
“Thank you,” Kim replies proudly.
A week later, Naomi texts her complaining about how tired she is. Kim sends the picture with the caption, ‘This tired?’
Naomi: im going to kill you.
Kim sends back a winky face.
2: Bob
Kim deeply regrets choosing an 8 a.m. class, especially since its English class. Unfortunately, she desperately needs the credit and this was the only time available to take the class. She supposes it’s not all bad, though, since she’s made really close friends through it. While Bob is the only friend she actually has the class with, Bob has connected her to so many people she wouldn't have met otherwise. Kim is grateful for her friend’s kind heart, she doesn’t know what her semester would look like so far without this friendship that’s for sure.
As per usual, the two friends are sitting right next to each other while their professor drones on and on about the next piece of literature they’ll be reading for the class. Kim is so bored she might cry, so she leans over to share that important bit of information with Bob only to find her friend has fallen asleep.
She stifles a giggle by biting her lip, wondering just what Bob was doing last night to fall asleep leaning against her hand during their first class of the day. It’s not like her at all, Bob is the type to diligently take notes and make jokes throughout a lecture. Kim spends a long moment considering if she should wake Bob up, then she lands on a much better idea.
Covertly, she pulls out her phone and snaps a photo as quick as she can manage. She shoves her phone back into her pocket, excited to add the photo to her folder later. Somehow, this is the first picture she’s gotten of Bob, and she almost feels proud of herself for managing to snag this one. Now that she has her blackmail, Kim decides to wake Bob up.
“Bob,” Kim whispers urgently, trying to not draw their professor’s attention, “Bob.”
She frowns as she realizes that is not going to cut it, but for Bob’s sake Kim takes the drastic measures that are necessary for a decent grade in this class.
“Roberta,” Kim hisses, smiling in victory when Bob’s eyes instantly fly open.
Bob glares daggers at her, and Kim knows she’s going to get an earful later. Totally worth it. Not only does she have another photo for the books, she also has yet another hilarious story to tell their friends about.
‘I hate you,’ Bob mouths at her.
Kim makes a heart shape with her hands and blows a kiss at Bob, satisfied with her work for the day. It’s still only 8:30 a.m. too, who knows what other teasing she’ll accomplish with a full day ahead of her!
3: Derrick
Ever since Bob jumped ship and started renting out an apartment, Kim finds herself there more often than not. She’s not sure why, she likes her dorm room just fine and she doesn’t have to deal with a roommate either, but she still seems to gravitate towards that little apartment just around the corner from campus. Maybe it’s all the good memories that have been made there in just two short months, maybe she just has really good friends.
Regardless, today is another one of those days she finds herself at the apartment, curled up on the couch watching the newest episodes of “Real Housewives of Atlanta” with Derrick. She tries not to think too hard about the fact neither of them live here and they’re the only ones in the apartment right now. Sure, the three roommates have an “open door” policy of sorts for their closest friends, but Kim still feels awkward despite Bob insisting it’s okay.
She glances from the door to her phone every few minutes, waiting for an update of some kind from Bob, who was supposed to be back five minutes ago. Kim nervously bounces her knee, trying to just forget her nerves and just watch the show with Derrick. They never get to hang out much anymore, and she does like his company.
The anxiety of waiting for Bob to come back grows to be too much for her, though, and she turns to Derrick to voice her concerns. As soon as she’s opened her mouth she realizes he’s asleep, and is a little stunned she didn’t notice sooner. He had been suspiciously quiet for the last few minutes, after all.
Briefly, she wonders what made him tired enough to fall asleep. Derrick is an incredibly hard worker, so she can only assume that has something to do with it. With a smirk she pulls out her phone’s camera to capture another picture for her collection. This one has to be a new favorite of hers, since his head is thrown back and his mouth is slightly open causing him to look cartoon-ish.
“Finally home!” Bob announces loudly as she marches into the apartment with her backpack slung over her should and a couple grocery bags in hand.
Derrick is startled awake and he glances around the living room wildly, until he sees where Kim still has her phone pointed at him with a cheeky smile on her face.
“Really?” he asks her tiredly.
“It’s a good picture,” Kim says.
Derrick just groans, and she can’t help her laughter at his dramatic reaction.
“Love you!” she chirps, texting her new picture to Naomi.
“...Love you too,” he relents, settling back down into the couch, reminding her exactly why she’s missed him so much. She never saw herself becoming friends with him, and yet here they are. Kim wonders if Derrick ever thought the same of her, but decides she doesn’t care. All that matters now is the friendships they do have.
4, Thorgy
A couple of weeks before spring break, Bob, Thorgy, and Betty host a party at their apartment complete with snacks, karaoke, beer pong, and way too much alcohol. The guests were mostly just close friends, which Kim was relieved to learn about once she actually showed up to the party with Naomi. She hadn’t originally wanted to go but Naomi and Bob had practically begged her to, and she always has a hard time saying no to the two of them.
People had started to leave or pass out somewhere in the apartment around 3 a.m., and by 5 a.m. everything is quiet again. Kim is certain she’s the only one left awake, since Naomi is passed out on the other end of the couch from all the vodka she drank. Kim gets the feeling they’ll be here a while to wait out her hangover after she wakes up, so she gets up to go looking around to see who else is still at the apartment to sate her curiosity.
Only a little exploration reveals Betty in her bedroom with three people Kim doesn’t recognize spread across her room in various positions in various places. Then she finds Bob, Monet, and Tiana in Bob’s room sprawled out on the floor for reasons she can’t begin to understand. Kim starts to get worried, though, when Thorgy isn’t in her own room but two other people are.
Now on a brand new mission, Kim starts to look in every corner of the apartment for Thorgy. She starts with the bathrooms, which are all empty except for some girl whose passed out in Bob’s bathtub. Kim then goes looking in the kitchen, which turns up empty. She’s starting to get really frustrated when she walks through the small dining room area and spots Thorgy laying underneath the table.
Kim laughs quietly to herself, and considers waking Thorgy up and making her go lay down somewhere that’s not the floor. She’d seen how drunk everyone had gotten, however, and she decides it’s not worth it. People are grouchy when they’re hungover, and Kim doesn’t want to have to deal with that sooner than she has to. Also, Thorgy has the most intense puppy eyes when asked to do something she doesn’t want to and moving from underneath the table while transitioning from drunk to hungover will certainly be on that list.
There is one thing she can do. Without a second thought to it, Kim pulls out her phone and takes a couple of pictures of Thorgy from a few different angles. Once she’s satisfied, Kim pockets her phone again and turns around to go back to the couch, this time she stumbles into Bob.
“Oh! I thought you were asleep,” Kim whispers, still trying not to wake anyone up.
Bob shrugs, “I was in and out, but then I heard you walking around, wanted to make sure everything’s okay.”
“Yeah, everything’s fine,” Kim smiles, “I was just trying to find everyone. Thorgy is under the table, by the way.”
Bob sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose, “Of course she fucking is.”
“She’s going to hate herself in the morning.”
“Aren’t we all?” Bob chuckles, “C’mon, lets go to sleep.”
Kim follows her friend to the couch that Naomi is still passed out on. Bob sits down in the middle of it, then opens her arms invitingly, Kim sits down and cuddles up beside her. She doesn’t usually care for this type of affection, she had originally chalked up the itching desire beneath her skin for hugs to lack of sleep. Magically Bob had picked up on that, and cuddling into her friend’s side Kim is reminded of how lucky she is to have friends who care about her so much.
+1, Kim
Naomi quickly walks up the steps leading to Bob’s apartment, anxious to get inside as quickly as she can. She had been laying in her bed eagerly waiting on a text back from Kim when Bob had called her and demanded she come over to the apartment immediately, saying something about an emergency. She had left her dorm room in a matter of minutes and practically sprinted all the way to Bob’s apartment.
Now, she pounds on the door, slightly out of breath, all sorts of awful scenarios of what could be wrong playing in her head. The door is swung open, and Bob is grinning like a kid in a candy store.
“Come in but be quiet,” Bob says, holding the door open for her.
“What?” Naomi asks with a frown, entering the apartment cautiously.
Everything appears to be normal, but she also knows how crazy the three people who live here are so she tries not to get her hopes up.
“My room,” Bob says, grabbing Naomi’s hand and pulling her there.
Oddly enough, Thorgy and Betty are standing in the doorway to Bob’s room, holding back giggles and whispering to each other conspiratorially.
“Shh!” Bob chides them, voice barely above a whisper, “Get back!”
Thorgy rolls her eyes, “She has literally been asleep for eighteen hours, there’s no way we can wake her up by talking.”
“Just move,” Bob says, and her two roommates relent.
Naomi is finally able to see through into the room, and is shocked to see Kim asleep in Bob’s bed, completely dead to the world. This is so unlike her that Naomi is speechless, Kim is so careful with how she appears to the people around her and for her to just be asleep in a friend’s bed for eighteen hours? Naomi doesn’t know how to react.
“She showed up yesterday morning,” Bob starts quietly, “I think she overdid it on the studying for a test she had.”
Naomi nods, trying to process it all, “So she… fell asleep?”
“Yeah, she said it had been thirty hours since she slept or something ridiculous like that. I told her she could sleep here as long as she wanted and then this happened.”
Naomi chuckles a bit, and pulls her phone out of her pocket with an evil grin on her face, and she quickly snaps a few pictures, and Bob crosses her arms over her chest disapprovingly.
“What? It’s revenge,” Naomi frowns at Bob.
Bob rolls her eyes, “Oh please, you think I haven’t already gotten twenty pictures of her?”
“She’s going to be so mad,” Naomi says, already looking forward to the banter she’ll have with her best friend about finally getting some blackmail of her own.
“Oh, yeah, for sure,” Bob agrees, “She sure does look lonely, though.”
Naomi shares a look with her that confirms they’re both thinking the same thing. The two carefully crawl into the bed with Kim, cuddling up against her and each other in a classic cuddle pile. Naomi presses her face into Kim’s shoulder, relishing her new friendships. She’s so glad she chose to go to college.
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The Good Life (Group Fic) - Candy Cane
A/N: decided to write some fluffy friendship in my College AU since "Will You Make Me Believe" is so dark and i needed a bit of break from it <3 hope u all enjoy!
Summary: How Bob started living with Betty and Thorgy.
Getting the chance to sleep in the middle of finals week is like getting a pedicure after seven straight days of nine-hour shifts at the Quik Trip. Bob has been stressed out of her fucking mind for the last two goddamn weeks, and the fact she’s standing out in the cold, rain, and wind at 2 a.m. in December because some jackass just had to burn popcorn is ridiculous. What’s even worse is that none of the other dorm buildings seem to have this issue, but she has been getting dragged out of her bed between the hours of midnight and 6 a.m. for the last two weeks and Bob is sick of it.
Bob’s teeth are chattering violently and she pulls the robe she had barely remembered to grab tighter around her body. She very much wants to find the person who did this and wring their neck for it. There is no way she’ll pass her economics class on a disrupted sleep schedule, and at this point, she’s tempted to move out.
“It is too early for this,” Thorgy grumbles, arms crossed over her chest.
Bob rolls her eyes, “Thanks for stating the obvious, really helpful right now.”
“I’m just trying to make the best out of a bad situation,” Thorgy says with a huff.
“This is the worst situation we’ve been in since the 4 a.m. alarm three days ago,” Bob bites back, “Explain to me what’s good about any of this- I am begging you to try.”
Thorgy opens her mouth like she wants to, but quickly pouts instead, “I’m too tired.”
“My point exactly,” Bob says, slightly smug.
Betty turns around sharply, “Will you two stop fucking arguing? It is 2 in the goddamn morning.”
“That’s what I’m saying!” Bob exclaims, “This shit is ridiculous!”
“And everyone here already knows it,” Betty argues, gesturing to the parking lot full of people.
Bob rolls her eyes, “Well, I’m mad and I refuse to be quiet about it.”
Thorgy raises her hand, “Hey, am I crazy or are the firetrucks taking longer to get here every time the alarm goes off?”
“You’re crazy,” Bob says without hesitation.
Betty frowns, “No, no, she may be onto something- Have you heard those stories of the 911 dispatchers who get so desensitized to their job that they hang up on people?”
“...You make literally no sense to me.”
“My point is that maybe the firefighters are getting desensitized to our fire alarms and that’s why they’re taking forever to show up. They already know it’s just a false alarm!” Betty explains with a crazy look in her eyes due to sleep deprivation.
“I’m adding that into my belief system,” Thorgy says sagely, nodding along to Betty’s every word.
Bob groans, “Y’all two are fucking insane.”
Betty rolls her eyes, “Maybe the next time the fire department takes ten minutes to get here you’ll change your tune.” “Just keep telling yourself that,” Bob says, rolling her eyes, “I won’t be here for this to happen again, I am fully moving out. This shit is ridiculous.”
Thorgy perks up, “Really? Where are you moving?” “I don’t fucking know, all I know is I need to get out of here and fast,” Bob says, pulling on her robe tie.
“I have a friend in the apartments a block that way,” Thorgy says, pointing west of their dorm building, “I could probably help you get your foot in the door.”
Bob glances at Thorgy skeptically, “Why would you willingly help me?”
Betty glares at Bob, “Have you considered she’s just trying to be a good friend?” “Absolutely not.”
Thorgy chuckles, “I mean, she’s right to be suspicious.”
Betty grins, “Oh, no, I know that. I’m just giving you the benefit of the doubt.”
“Awww!” Thorgy smiles, hugging Betty.
Bob wrinkles her nose, “Way too fucking early for this bullshit.”
“We heard you the first thirty times!”
“Good!”
Betty smirks, “You know…”
Bob’s face falls, “What?”
“We could always-”
“Don’t you fucking dare.”
“-move in together,” Betty finishes with a victorious grin.
Thorgy gasps, “Oh my God! That’s an incredible idea!”
Bob stares at Betty, unable to comprehend the words that just left her mouth. To Bob, absolutely nothing could be worse than living with these two idiots. Then again, she’s running out of options as far as moving out of this cursed building goes.
“Why would I move in with y’all? Give me three good reasons why I would do that,” Bob demands, crossing her arms over her chest with a huff.
Betty hums thoughtfully, “Well, I’m a stress cleaner, so you won’t have to deal with a messy apartment.”
“And I’m a decent cook,” Thorgy offers.
Bob rolls her eyes, “That’s only two reasons. Besides, why would I move in with you two when I could move in with Monet?”
“Monet has to live on campus until the end of next semester because she’s a freshman,” Thorgy reminds her.
“Naomi too,” Betty adds with a smirk.
“Jesus, I hate it when you’re right,” Bob says, kicking the toe of her shoe into the asphalt, “Okay, well, I’ll just ask Kim.”
Betty laughs, “She’s on a housing scholarship.”
“Shit.”
“So what’ll it be? Us or the fire alarms?”
“Uh, no, I still need a third reason,” Bob says stubbornly, “Cough it up or forget the whole idea.”
Thorgy grins like a mad woman, “I have a fantastic third reason for you.”
“Oh, really?”
“We’re your only options.”
Bob groans with the knowledge that Thorgy is actually right. She has no other options. She desperately wants out of this stupid fucking dorm building and its stupid fucking fire alarms, even if it means entering the roommate situation from hell. Bob glares at Betty and Thorgy, who are grinning like idiots.
Bob sighs, “Alright. Fine. Let's move into an apartment together.”
Thorgy cheers, “Yes! This will be so fun!”
Betty nods excitedly, “We’re already great friends, what could go wrong?”
Bob rolls her eyes, “Don’t fucking jinx it.”
Then they can hear the firetrucks coming up the street and Bob could cry she’s so relieved. She just wants to go back to sleep for the next month. As she watches the firefighters enter the building, she actually starts to get excited at the prospect of moving in with her closest friends.
Looking at how Thorgy and Betty talk animatedly about all the things they could do as roommates, Bob thinks that maybe it won’t be so bad after all.
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