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PewDieCry Drabble I Don't Have A Name For

"Cry,where is Stephano?"

Cry looks up from his recording set. Felix is rubbing his eyes and looking like a sad 6 year old. Cry took his headphones off,and sympathetically held his arms out to the Swedish. Felix flopped against Cry and draped himself over the shorter male,

"He wasn't on the desk where I left him when I fell asleep."

Cry stroked Felix's hair gently,

"We'll find him. We found him last time. Did you check with Mr.Chair?"

Felix nods. Cry kissed his forehead,

"Go lay down,Felix. I'll find Stephano."

"Will you come to bed?"

"I will,"

Cry promises,and gets up,carrying the Swede. He deposits the taller on his bed,before setting off to look for Stephano in the home they shared. The golden statue had a habit of being illusion and exploring the house at random intervals. 

When Cry passed Sup's usual sleeping spot,he paused. A little golden statue lay curled up with the white Sup Guy,the two of them slumbering peacefully. He smiles,and makes his way back to Felix. 

"Did you find him?"

Felix asked drowsily when Cry gets into bed with him,draping an arm over his waist. 

"Yeah,"

Cry hummed,kissing the back of Felix's shoulder,

"He was cuddling Sup Guy."

"Oh."

"Yeah,I'll leave them be."

(Short sweet to the point. Love ya guys)