/sus/ - susie will be there

/sus/ Thread #1106: Small Edition
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I want Kris to ignore that damn phone so badly. I want him to fucking jump out the window and sprint towards Susie. I want Susie to have barely any time to turn around when hearing the splashes behind her before Kris hugs her tight and comforts her. I want them to cry in each other's embrace, knowing they'll always be there for each other.
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So yeah I was harsh thinking of the last story I wrote on how they'll suffer at the start of Chapter 5. But now I remember all the chapter ending fakeouts Toby has given us before.
Maybe...

>"...Kris? You awake, buddy?"
>You slowly open your eyes to what is both your room and not your room.
>You appear to be lying in your bed in the Dark World. Susie's bed is still visible on the opposite side of the room.
>Several of the more bulky pieces of your armor lie on the floor, along with another pair of boots and some spiked bands.
>You slowly turn your head behind you. Susie is sitting next to you, wedged in the upper corner of your bed, her back resting against your headboard.
>One of her legs is pulled up while the other is stretched out next to you, and you can see her hand resting gently on your shoulder.
>"What's with the blank look? Did you really forget already?" Susie says with a sheepish grin.
>"I mean, I dunno what possessed me to walk back in the rain and climb through your window to check on ya, but... guess I'm glad I did."
>"Hell, you uh, looked as bad as I felt. Maybe even worse, huh?"
>"Knew I had to get you outta there. Don't know how we even got here though, I practically had to carry your ass most of the way..." Susie's small grin has faded as she recounts the event.
>You ask if she was the one who took off your armor.
>"The hell kind of question is that?" Susie sputters.
>"Not like I was gonna let you sleep in something that clunky! What, did you want me to put you into your goofy ass dog onsie?"
>"Actually... don't answer that."
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>Susie can't help but let out a small smile as she remembers something.
>"Your mom was right y'know, you do sleep like a puppy."
>You let out a small bark in response.
>"Heh, god dammit Kris, don't make me regret this."
>You cautiously ask why Susie is sitting with you in your bed.
>"Oh, uh... yeah. Hoped you wouldn't mind or anything, but, you didn't seem like you were in a state to be left alone."
>("Honestly, I felt the same way.") she mutters.
>She seems to realize she's been resting her hand on your shoulder this whole time.
>However, she makes no move to withdraw it.
>You also can't help but notice her jacket has been partially draped over you.
>"S-so, uh, you feeling any better, Kris?"
>"I mean, besides... all the shit we gotta deal with."
>"...Maybe that was a dumb question."
>You quietly ask Susie if the two of you can stay like this for a bit longer.
>"Huh?? I mean... I guess your bed is kinda comfy."
>"Besides, not like I'm going anywhere, right?"
>You notice Susie gives you a meaningful look as she says this, and gives your shoulder the smallest of squeezes.
>You close your eyes again, feeling a level of comfort and peace that has eluded you for days.
>As sleep takes you once more, you're vaguely aware of Susie sliding down alongside you, as she rests her body against yours.
>Despite everything, in this moment, you think things might still be okay.
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(You're welcome, Indianon)