Title: Stupid Parents and Sleeping Habits.

Pairing: Hay/Sei (Course, would I write anything else. ;D)

Rating: T for language! D: Hay-Hay and his swearing...

Summary: Hayner is in Seifer's bed and wondering what the HELL is going on.

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In all honesty, I had no idea whats so ever on how I ended up in Seifer's bed at 11 o'clock at night.

... Okay, that was a lie. I did know. But it wasn't my fault. It was all my stupid parents fault.

Incase you didn't know, mine and Seifer's family were quite close. Mothers both went to the same knitting club (where, when I was younger, was forced to go) and fathers were both pro-wrestling fans. (Oh joy.) And, one evening, my family (meaning my Mum and Dad) up and decided, hey! Let's go visit Seifer's family!

My reply?

"How about, no."

Well. As you can tell, things didn't exactly work out for me, and I was forced into the car and driven to the dreaded Almasy house. (In my mind, and don't think I went without a fight. The neighbours could hear my curses all down the street) Now, don't get me wrong, Seif's parents aren't all that bad, pretty nice, actually. REALLY nice. (I still don't know how Seifer turned into such an asshole) I just really hate visiting Seifer's house because our parents still think were 5 years old and whenever we visit they tell us to go play. Yeah. Sure. Riiiight.

Anyways, we usually go home at around 9-9:30. But, tonight, our dads decided to starting drinking a few beers. Alright, I could live with that, Dad will just be a little loppy. Then, they started talking about wrestling. Okay, that's still fine, we'll just go home a little bit later then usual. Then, (the Gods had it out for me that day) they decided to WATCH wrestling.

Ohhh, shit.

So thats my reason as to why I was sleeping in Seifer's bed. (If you still don't get it you are officially mentally retarded)

Now, in all truth, I had NO idea on how I ended up snuggled (you heard me) up next to the damn bastard.

... That's also a lie. (Yes I lie a lot, got a problem with that?)

It's a sleeping habit. And a damn bad one at that. When I sleep, I always snuggle up to something. (or someone) Usually, at home, it's my pillow. Or, at a friend's house, that particular friend. Wondering HOW I got this sleeping habit? Well, I'll tell you.

Apparently, (this is the story told to me by everyone -meaning Mum and Dad-) when I was born, something happened and my Mum wasn't feeling all that well. So they put me in one of those crib thingys in hospitals and left me. All alone. With no love.( insert mocking voice here) The only time anyone ever paid any attention to me was when they had to feed or change me, or whatever. So, I apparently began to cling for attention. I turned into a attention whore. (Thats actually what I told my parents)

You're probably wondering how this conversing into my sleeping habit. To be completely honest with you, I have no clue, I even said so to my parents, "How the fuck does that converse into my god damn sleeping habit?!" My Mum just tittered about swearing and never answered my question. My Dad just ignored me for the rest of the day.

Bastardly parents. I'll figure out the truth one day.

What I HONESTLY (I'm being serious) do NOT know, is how he (by 'he' I mean Seifer) ended up having his arms wrapped around me and whispering things into MAH EAR. (Not to say I didn't mind it that much... Wait, whut?)

So, lets go over this shall we?

I knew why I was in Seifer's bed. (God damn parents) I knew why I was snuggled up to him. (Fucking sleeping habit) But what I DIDN'T know, is how and why Seifer ended up holding me close to him and mumbling things into my ear.

If you know the reason why, please tell me, 'cause it's 10 in the morning and I'd reaaalllyyy like to know.

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Just a random drabble I came up with. :DDD

It makes me giggle. -heart- And sqwee. :D

Please R&R. I'll love you forever... -lovelove-

MIGHT come up with more chapters. If not.. This is just a silly onshot. :D