#simonrocky

LMFAO HE WOULD

rocky is just... there. in the house. hovering in whatever room simon is in (or right outside the door if he closes it). talking when simon talks to him, but mostly just... existing near him.

it's weird. simon has no clue why rocky is suddenly obsessed with him, but constantly being watched makes his skin crawl. he goes on a walk around the dome to try and lose rocky and it doesn't work. he makes it a point to eat right in front of him, chewing with his mouth open and making exaggerated noises because he knows eating puts eridians off. nothing makes rocky leave!! what the fuck!!

finally, he decides he's gotta pull out the big guns. leaky human weirdness + social discomfort that should make ANYONE run: time to jack off. he closes himself in his bedroom, knowing that rocky is just beyond the door, and pulls out his cock. it takes him a minute to actually get into it (he's nervous, sue him) but eventually he's hard and leaking and panting as he jerks himself off.

rocky shifts a little outside the door and simon hears the unmistakeable sound of rock against xenonite. it takes him completely out of it right before he was about to come and he lets out a frustrated groan.

"apology," rocky says.

simon scrubs a hand over his face and sighs. "why are you still out there?"

there's a long pause. then, rocky replies, "you want me to come in?"

simon opens his mouth to say that's not what he meant but... he's still hard. he might be thinking with his dick but the idea isn't half bad. it's not bad at all, actually

simon has no clue why rocky is so fucking good at giving a human dick a handjob, but he's not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth. rocky also walks him through how to reciprocate, which is quite possibly the weirdest thing simon's ever done and also somehow gets him hard again very quickly after his first orgasm.

when grace comes back, simon is just planning on Never Speaking About This. what he doesn't know is that rocky greets grace by smugly saying, "i win."

"you w—" grace stares at him. "no way. what?! how?!"

"he asked me." rocky tilts his carapace in a similar way to a human puffing out their chest.

"no!"

"yes!" rocky snickers. "you're just mad i pull bitches."

Thinking about Simon and Rocky dynamics after Simon has calmed down and adjusted with life on the Hail Mary.

Simon is unable to sleep after having his rounds of nightmare, so he decides to take a lap or two around the ship. He was then startled by a particular alien, clumsily making his way towards him.

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"GOD- Fuck, okay. It's just you, the rock alien," Simon exclaimed, then quieted himself as he realised that Grace was already asleep.

"Simon go where, question? Why no sleep, question?" Rocky perked up.

The restless human sighed as he steadied his heart from the surprise.

"I'm just gonna walk around the ship. I can't sleep," he answered.

"Walk make human go sleep?" the rock alien replied, tapping his little fingers as he pondered, "but if Simon sleep, then who will watch?"

"It's fine, rock, just stay here," Simon reassured him, his sleep deprivation making him more irritated than usual, "I'll be fine."

"No, no, no. Simon stay here so Rocky can watch, Simon still injured. Not good to walk."

Rocky stopped Simon on his tracks, blocking his entrances by rolling his xenonite ball in front of him. It went on for five minutes before Simon groaned in frustration.

"Ugh, okay, fine, fine," he yielded, sitting down on the edge of the cot with a loud thump, "god, you are so annoying."

The humming of Hail Mary accompanied Simon as he stared up at one of the fluorescent lights that is still turned on. The cot room was shrouded in dark, with Grace peacefully sleeping in one of them.

He wished he was sleeping right now.

However, he'd rather not if he had to relive that again.

"Simon still no sleep, question?" Rocky eventually piped up.

Coincidentally, the human was about to doze off if it weren't for the monotone, robotic translator voice that chirped up, accompanied with clicks from Rocky himself. Simon shook his head, rubbing his eyes and his face.

"Well, I was about to," Simon grumbled, adjusting his position where he sat down on the floor, leaning against the edge of the cot.

"Oh, apology. Rocky stay quiet then," the rock alien answered, his chirps the sound of a dejected whine.

"No, it's fine, really," Simon replied, slinging his right arm as he hugged his knees.

He heaved a sigh, his gaze darting back to the fluorescent light.

"I actually don't want to go to sleep," Simon said.

Rocky babbled, his tone high-pitched and fluctuating.

"Simon don't want go sleep, question?" he asked, "Rocky no understand."

Simon directed his gaze now to Rocky, whose fingers tapped and tapped as he tried to understand where Simon was coming from.

"I had a nightmare," he replied, "I was back in the SM-13. The blood ocean flooded the ship, and I was back reliving through that hell. It felt so real, and I thought that...I thought..."

Simon closed his eyes, then immediately opened them–as if afraid that if he lost sight of Rocky, the ship, or that fluorescent light, he would be back in that prison.

"I thought that you weren't real. I thought that me getting rescued wasn't real," Simon's voice started shaking, "and that it was just the monster playing tricks on me again. Putting these thoughts inside my head."

Rocky let out a despondent whimper, and rolled himself beside the shaking human.

"If I keep opening my eyes..." Simon quivered, took a lump of air, and spoke, "maybe...maybe I can keep being here. At least if they want to take me back there, I want to stay here for much longer."

Rocky's head (or more accurately, his entire body) crooned down, his gaze looking at his tapping fingers. He then looked up at Simon, his face buried inside his arm and breaths shaky as he tried to hold back his raging tears.

"Rocky...not sure how to fix," Rocky started, his chirps a quiet and gentle tone, "but...Rocky see Simon. And Rocky watch Simon and Grace sleep. Rocky make sure Simon safe."

He gently rolls his ball close to Simon, and bumps his body to the walls which made Simon look at Rocky. He let out a purring sound, his body still bumped to the wall near to Simon’s side.

"Grace call this 'hug'. Grace hug Rocky when Rocky wake up from long, long, long sleep," he remarked.

Simon softly chuckled, and placed his hand on top of the ball. The warmth spread across his hand, and flooded his heart with an aching feeling he's never felt in a long, long, long time.

The last time he felt it was with his mum.

"You make very nice sounds, Rocky," Simon eventually said, "I've never noticed it since I'm so used to your translator voice."

"Thank you!" Rocky replied with a high-pitched happy sound. He turned his body up to Simon to see a faint, tiny smile form on his mouth.

"Um...Rocky, can you do me a favour?" Simon requested, "I'm gonna try to get back to sleep, but I just need your help with something."

"Yes, yes, yes! Rocky help fix," Rocky perked up, "What Simon need, question?"

Simon heaved up from sitting down and slumped himself into the cot. His gaze is fixated on Rocky, who seemed eagerly waiting to hear the request.

"Back in Eden, my mum used to sing this lullaby," Simon said, "I'm not really sure where she heard it from, but whenever I have trouble sleeping, she'd always sing it next to me."

"Could you...help to sing it for me?"

—

As Simon taught the song to Rocky, the little alien soon picked up the notes and replicated it as best as he could. Perched next to the cot, Rocky sat down and sang the gentlest, sweetest, and loving tunes that Simon hasn't heard since his mum was gone.

Twenty-two years alone, and then the void hands Rocky a dying stranger instead of an answer. What he pulls from the wreckage barely counts as alive but it fought to stay that way, and now he'll fight to keep it alive.

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Or: Rocktiz finds Simon first AU

https://archiveofourown.org/works/88874276/chapters/235864616

Simon x Rocky. Simonrocky …there, I said it. #bloodstone.