Bad Habits, by winterhill (PG)

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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE
Pairing: Cecil/Carlos
Length: 7,141 words
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: on Tumblr; works on AO3
Warnings: tentacle-cecil, Sickfic, poor communication, Domesticity, Awkwardness, Public Declarations of Love, tentacle-pox, bloody nose, occasional grossness, molting, self-induced misery, Misunderstandings, Cooking, negotiation, Hurt/Comfort, loud chewing
Notes: spoilers for “Dana” and “A Blinking Light up on the Mountain” (eps. 30, 31)
Why this must be read:

Getting together is one thing. Staying together is another, especially when you’re cohabitating, forced to deal with bad table manners and unfortunate personal hygiene, and catching each other’s illnesses. However, as this sweet fic shows, there are compensations...

Cecil let himself indulge in snoozing practically on top of Carlos, one ear pressed to his chest to hear his heartbeat, tentacles wound around his limbs, snuggling just because he could. When he woke, sunlight streaming in past the blinds and making sharp lines of light across their tangled legs, Carlos was already awake. He gave Cecil a little wink, and then produced his replica communicator from somewhere under the pillows.

“Science Officer Carlos to Enterprise,” said Carlos, as Cecil woke up, and parts of him woke up. “Carlos to Enterprise; come in, Enterprise. It would seem that the tentacle creature I encountered last night has dragged me to his lair…I think he wants to make me his mate.”

“Grrr,” said Cecil, and then he pounced, tentacles and all, Carlos letting out a delighted laugh before the communicator clattered to the floor, and then that was it for talking.

“Bad Habits” on AO3

Comments

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There are no words for what you have done to me this month. My avid interest in Welcome to Night Vale has become a full on obsession, thanks in no small part to reading all of this fic.

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Yay!