(I'm procrastinating on my story. In the meantime, enjoy a pointless drabble on the very same shipping the story I'm procrastinating on is about? Not that anyone even likes this shipping. /shrug

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SharingaBed

There was a ruffle of bed sheets in the quiet room of one of the many rooms occupying a random Pokemon center in who knows where. There was only one bed, and the couch on the other side of the room was currently occupied by a random group of Pokemon that were snoozing away, some of the twitching every few seconds in their peaceful sleep. As for who was currently occupying the bed, it was the two trainers of said sleeping Pokemon.

"Quit moving your legs, you keep fucking kicking me." hissed a red haired boy that was laying closest to the wall, his back turned and touching the back of the person beside him, which happened to be a taller person with long green hair in a messy ponytail.

"It's quite uncomfortable to go to sleep as of the moment in our current predicament, so there's no need to get agitated at me." The greenette spoke calmly, his voice muffled under the sheets as he tugged them closer to his face.

"You could've just slept outside then, N."

"Silver, I do believe you were the one that wanted to rent a room at the Pokemon center." the person named N retorted, turning his head slightly to look back at the redhead.

"Doesn't mean you had to share the damn room with me. I barely had enough."

"And whose fault is that, I wonder? I faintly remember someone shouting angrily after misplacing his wallet."

"Shut up. Shut up and go to sleep." Silver muttered angrily, burying his face into his side of the blanket to hide his embarrassment.

N sighed at the red head's attitude, rolling his eyes and staring blankly over at their pokemon that were still quietly sleeping. It was indeed an odd bunch of pokemon that were sleeping there, with Silver's fierce looking team and N's own team of ragtag misfits that were completely different in every way possibly. None of them collaborated with each other like Silver's did which all seemed to blend well with the darkness. However, the green haired teenager still loved his pokemon all the same.

He was about to close his eyes to attempt to go to sleep, but stopping to sit up a bit and look over at the redhead laying beside him in confusion. Silver was shaking?

"Silver, are you crying?"

"Why the fuck would I be crying? Shut up and go to sleep." Silver barked, not even bothering to roll over to look at him as he spoke.

"...So you're shivering?"

This time, N received no snippy answer from him. Apparently me was correct this time. He stared down at Silver in interested for a bit before rolling over so he was facing the shorter boy's back. He then wrapped his arms around Silver from behind, hugging Silver tightly and nuzzling into his back.

"Is this better for you in terms of warmth, Silver?" N questioned, his voice blowing hot air onto the silver eyed ones back through the fabric of his gray shirt.

Said boy muttered something incoherent before tugging the blanket completely over his head. "J-Just... Go to sleep already..."