A/N: THIS IS A LONG STORY, PROBABLY 15-20 CHAPTER! YES, IT IS MORDESON! ENJOY!

Mordecai laid in bed thinking about tomorrow. He still didn't know what to say. He could just go up to the person and tell them they like them, but that's to obvious. He needs to be romantic about it. He can't just go up to him and say 'Hey, wanna go out?', that's too stupid. He could by him a new drum set, cause he likes drums so much. He always talked about a band he was in a while back, but Mordecai never listened because he was to busy staring at him and admiring him. He loved his personality. Even though he yells a lot, he still is kind to most people. (A/N: I hope your getting the fact that I'm talking about Benson here.)

He thought some more until an idea came to mind. He could help him with his work, while also flirting with him, and take him out to dinner, something not to fancy because neither of them have enough money. Then he could confess his love for him. Yea, that sounded good to him. He pondered a little more on the idea but soon got bored of it.

He left the topic and looked around the dark room until his eyes landed on his raccoon friend. He could almost make out the outline of him. He looked peaceful when sleeping, but when awake he is loud and obnoxious. But that's just him, if he changed then things would get crazy like everything that happened in the park.

Mordecai turned his head so he was looking at the ceiling. His eyes grew tired but couldn't get to sleep. He decided some water would help. He got up, removing the blankets from his body, and tip toed towards the door. He didn't want to make any noise because he knows the floor creaks. He made it to the door without making a racket and stepped out into the hallway. He was ready to move when he heard a crash from down the hall. He ran towards the noise and stopped at Benson's office when he heard someone cursing. He knocked gently.

"Yes, come in. Dammit my leg." Mordecai heard Benson mumble and he opened the door a crack then all the way. When he walked in he saw a floor lamp laying on the floor, broken, and Benson clutching his leg next to the lamp. Mordecai instantly felt like running over and helping Benson onto the couch in his office. Which is exactly what he did.

"Oh my god, Benson! Are you okay? What happened?" He helped Benson up by picking him up bridal style and laying him on the couch. He propped his leg up on a pillow and sat down at the end of the couch.

"I was getting ready to leave when the fucking lamp happened to be in the middle of the way and I tripped over it. When I fell I hit my knee on the floor really hard and now it hurts like hell." Benson said with anger in his voice.

"Oh, do you need to go to a doctor?"

"No, it doesn't hurt that bad that I need a doctor. Can you just get me an ice pack and help me down stairs so I can sleep." Benson sat up and hissed while moving his legs down from the couch.

"Your gonna sleep on the couch?" Mordecai picked Benson up bridal style and walked out of his office heading towards the stairs.

"Well yes, where else." Benson wrapped his arms around Mordecai's shoulders. He didn't need to fall again and bruise another knee. All he wanted was to get to bed.

" You could sleep with me in my bed." Benson gave him a look. "Or you could take my bed and I'll take the couch. I just want you to be comfortable dude."

"I don't care either way. But I'd rather you sleep in your bed." Benson felt Mordecai stop and he headed towards the room. He had to kick the door open. Benson was hit with a bad oder. "Ew, what the fuck is that smell?" He covered his nose by pinching them with his fingers.

"I don't know, you'll have to ask Rigby." He played Benson down on the bed and went to get an ice pack. That left Benson some time to think about the situation. Like why would Mordecai be the one to help him and why he helped him. And also why Mordecai is being so protective. Before he could come up with a conclusion, Mordecai came back with a gel ice pack. He set it qently on his knee and Benson whinced.

"God dammit." Benson yelled but not to loud to wake Rigby. He calmed down and Mordecai motiomed him to scoot over. Benson scooted over to the edge and adjusted himself. Once Mordecai got in bed he covered both him and Benson up.

"Goodnight Benson." Mordecai whispered.

"G'night Mordecai." Benson fell asleep along with Mordecai.

Towards the middle of the night Benson woke up from feeling something wrap around his metallic body. He looked down and saw blue wings. He blushed and tried to ignore them but he couldn't. They kept getting tighter and tighter around him until he couldn't breath. He tried waking Mordecai up but failed. He had no choose but to back up to let some air in. He wiggled back into Mordecai's chest and blushed.

He felt Mordecai nuzzle his beak in Benson's neck. This caused Benson to cover his face with embarrassment. All of a sudden he heard mumbling.

"Mmm, Benson." Ha, he's dreaming of him. How cute. Benson smiled and rested his hands on Mordecai's wings and squeezed his fingers. What Mordecai said next shocked him.

"Benson, I love you." Benson blushed and looked straight ahead. Did Mordecai mean that? Well, of course he did. Why else would he help Benson and be protective about it. Duh! It's obvious. Mordecai loves Benson. He should have noticed before. That explains him always helping Benson. Whenever he dropped something he would run to pick it up. Oh geez. He didn't know what to do. He'll just have to wait till Mordecai confesses face to face.

Benson fell asleep after that.