#sapnapfluff

“thanks, but i could’ve handled that.” he snickered, puffing his chest out in confidence. “i’m sure you could’ve, but let's head out of this dark forest and then you can keep boasting about your strength.” you snickered, which led to sapnap laughing gleefully with you. together you walked out of the forest, content with your traveling.

though when you did finally manage to leave the dark forest it was clear the sun would be setting soon, and the night was never a safe place. you paused, tugging at the end’s of your shirt while glancing up at the sky. sapnap had moved to stand close beside you, placing a hand on your shoulder to get your attention. “lets get home before the monsters spawn, it looks like it might rain too.” as much as he enjoyed the rain, it wasn’t pleasant to travel home in.

with a small hum you nodded, “where’d we leave the boat?” that got him to pause, sapnap letting out a little ‘um’. another small laugh left you, patting at his arm before grabbing his hand. “c’mon, we left it by the oak forest rather than the dark forest.” he chuckled bashfully in response, “uh- right I knew that.”

you rolled your eyes, “i’m sure you did sap.” sapnap scoffed at your sarcastic doubtfulness, but let himself be led nonetheless, content with his hand in yours. a warmth spread through him, blooming at where your palms connected. it was like a tingle in his arm that flooded his chest, a smile grew on his expression, subconsciously squeezing your hand a little tighter. he liked the feeling you gave him, a lot.

while you walked you had become more aware of his hand in yours, not like it was unusual for you to hold hands, but that never made it any less nice. finally you found the boat, hesitantly letting go of his hand, biting your tongue to prevent a frown from forming. “lets get home!” instead you smiled, gesturing for sapnap to get in the boat first.

he rolled his eyes, “your wish is my command, but must you make me do all the work?” a low snicker followed his words. you only followed his snicker with a tiny bout of laughter. “you say that but i’m the one trading for the map we got and killing the mobs.” as you settled down you poked between his shoulder blades. sapnap shook his head in amusement, glancing back at you. your attention focused on his expression, dark amber almost brown eyes that seemed to glow in the dimming sun, the sweat that just barely laced his forehead after your long day, and his smile that made your heart swell.

sapnap rose a brow, “you want an autograph along with your picture?” he snickered when you hit his shoulder. “get back to rowing boat boy.” you huffed, a blush quickly spreading across your face. that only made him laugh harder, though he complied without a word.

most of the ride was filled with the sound of the paddles moving through the water or light conversation, mostly over what you would do when you got home. though when it was silent you were slowly becoming acutely aware of just how close you were. the fact you could hear his breathing every now and then, or how close your knees were to his back, even how his shoulder blades moved when he rowed the paddles. your face flushed further, messing with the ends of your shirt. you refused to mention it or point anything out to him, not wanting to endure a relentless amount of teasing.

before sapnap could notice your flushed state, and even when you were almost home, his former prediction had ended up true. you glanced up when a droplet hit you, quick to shield your eyes from the incoming rain. “ugh really? we’re almost home and everything.” he grumbled. “yeah, hopefully it doesn’t get too hard though.” you murmured, still covering your eyes while looking back down.

the rain clung to the back of your shirt, slipping past your armor. it was the same for sapnap, uncomfortably webbing his two shirts to his back and arms. soon your home came into view, and sapnap was quick to dock the boat while you both hurried inside. you held the door open for him, and he couldn’t help but make a sarcastic comment, “how gentlemen-ly of you.” that brought a laugh from your throat while you closed the door, kicking your shoes off.

“only the most chivalrous acts for you.” you retorted quickly, both of you snickering together. he shook his head while you tugged at the ends of your shirt. sapnap was the first to actually get undressed and out of the wet clothes, tugging his shirts off his head while unsteadily walking to your room. 

you stared at his back for a moment before shaking your head, snapping out of it. this was no time to admire him, you needed to get out of your wet clothes, and asap. a large white shirt sat on the back of a chair, and that caught your eye. slowly you glanced between the door sapnap had closed and the door. you knew the shirt was freshly taken off the drying line this morning, considering you’d been the one to wake up early and do it, not willingly of course. 

before you could even think it through, or overthink actually, you had already started peeling your wet shirt off, tugging the extra large, white shirt on. it fit perfectly, or well, it covered all the way down past your knees. a smile bloomed across your face, tugging your combat pants off and sliding a dry pair of sweatpants on, comfortable and content.

as soon as you finished getting dressed sapnap walked out of the room, a loose gray shirt and sweatpants on as his pajamas. he stared at you for a moment, raising a brow while gesturing to your clothes, “my shirt huh?” you stared right back at him, “your shirt’s nice, its mine now.” you smiled boldly at him while walking to the kitchen. 

a laugh left him after you started walking, “keep it, you look cute in it.” sapnap smiled, following you. your face lit up in a blush again, but sapnap didn’t stop there, “maybe that should be your pajamas.” 

his arms slid around your waist, resting his head ontop of your’s. you rolled your eyes, “only if you insist.” glancing up at sapnap after a moment. he lifted his head to look down at you, “if it gets you to wear my shirt all the time i’ll insist all the time then.” after speaking he leaned his head down, gently kissing your forehead.