K+ because I don't expect much to come of this but want to stay on the safe side.
Edit/Update: The second chapter is so much better than the first... sorry.
Day 01 - sweaters
"Do ya like your new sweater, bud?"
Jackson inched just the tiniest bit closer to his brother when the younger male wasn't looking. The hospital bed was stiff and somewhat uncomfortable, but at least soft enough to sleep on. That was good, considering his little brother had been ceaselessly sleeping on it for a little over a week. Jack was used to the bed by now, though. Ever since The Incident, he'd sat on that bed and watched his brother sleep, eyes filled with guilt and fear…
...b-but that wasn't now. No, now he watched as the child stared intently at the piece of black fabric that was held in Benjamin's hands. The child flipped it around from one hand to the next, stroking its softness with his thumb before slowly bringing both onyx irises up to Jack, which still flashed with traces of fear. It'd only been a few days after waking up from a week of sleep, and the last thing Ben remembered before going under was his older brother, along with the guy's three friends, shoving his head into...n-no, don't think about that…
Ben could see his older brother's smile falter when he looked to him. The kid hadn't known why Jack suddenly stopped trying to pick on him, call him names, take his toys, etc., but whenever the child began to cry out of fear, it seemed as though Jack might also start to tear up, which was very unusual for the both of them. With a tight clutch of his Fredbear plush, Ben swallowed down his weakening paranoia in hopes that it would keep his brother from breaking down again.
"I sewed it myself," Jackson said with a smile as he fiddled with the straps of his own grey tank. "Chico showed me how, a-and I hope it's okay." It wasn't exactly the best sweater in the world, but it was certainly better than the one Ben had grown so attached to. Even if it hadn't began to smell, the old garment's black-and-grey stripes were now stained with Ben's own blood and their father had gotten rid of it the second he got his hands on it.
The child shrugged his shoulders into himself, unsure of how to react. He really didn't want to make anyone upset, even Jack. However, the latter didn't seem all too pleased with this response, and so the former brought his new sweater up to his cheek, rubbing the soft fabric tenderly against it. There was a certain warmth that emanated from the sweater, like it'd been made from a cozy blanket that could wrap around you and keep you safe. Maybe this thing could keep the nightmares away…
With that thought, Benjamin clutched it tightly to his chest, right next to the golden plush. Freddybear (or so he named his stuffed animal) might not have been so happy with how closer these two were becoming with each passing day, but the brothers sure were, if the younger of the two scooting over toward his brute of a brother so that their legs were touching was any sort of sign.
A/N: There's no way in hell this is getting done before the end of December like I wanted, or even in 31 days...
I hope it's clear enough in the text, but I'm tired af so who knows? Just in case you didn't catch it, Jackson is the brother with the Foxy mask and Benjamin is the Crying Child. It's set in the hospital, just a little over a week since The Bite (or The Incident) and Ben was in a coma. He just woke up a few days ago.
For those following my other stories- I have an upload planed for 50 Drabbles of Springguard soon, and the rest I have absolutely no idea what's going on ._. Inspiration. Bruh.
Also, this will probably be about the length of most chapters here, but I don't like making promises so nyeh.
(I'm tired af if you couldn't tell...)
30 Day Winter Challenge is by SnowCollection on Deviantart. Yah. It's supposed to be for drawing but...that's so much harder ;-; plus I wanted to write. Sorry. (I was actually planning to do this with JereFritz but changed my mind last-minute 'cause I reeaaalllyyyyy want more fanfics of the Crying Kid and his brother...be grateful then, I guess? Anyone wants to read the JereFritz, uh...comment I guess. I'm still deciding if I wanna post it...)