Author's Note: This was a request that I got on tumblr and it was so much fun to write. I hope you guys like reading it as much as I liked writing it. I'm trying to write more, but it is difficult because I do work a full time job as a preschool teacher, so I post when I can. If you have any requests, make sure to send them to me and follow me on tumblr at heidipoo-xox.

Scaredy Cat

"Brock, Brock wake up." Brian shook his boyfriend a little harsher than usual. It was nearly two in the morning and Brian was sure he heard a noise coming from the kitchen in the house they shared. "Brock!" He hissed.

The older man rolled over with an annoyed sigh. "What?" He asked groggily, not bothering to open his eyes.

"There's something in the kitchen." Brian insisted.

"So go see what it is." Brock replied.

"No!" Brian almost whined. "You go."

At this, Brock had to sit up. He turned his head and looked at his boyfriend almost incredulously. "You're not serious, are you?" He questioned, but he could tell by the Irishman's frightened expression that he certainly was. "Brian, I don't even hear anything, you're just being paranoid. Go back to bed." He tired to comfort him and get him to lay back down, but he knew it was going to be to no avail. Once Brian got something stuck in his head, it wouldn't leave until he had confirmation of if he was right or wrong.

"Can you just go check?" Brian asked. "Please Brocky?"

The older man sighed, "Okay fine." He threw the covers off him and climbed out of the bed. "I'll be right back."

"Take a weapon!"

"Seriously!?"

Brian shrugged, "I just want you to be safe."

"I'll be fine." Brock said before heading downstairs to the kitchen. And just as he had suspected there was absolutely nothing in the kitchen, or anywhere else in the house for that matter. It was completely empty, as it should be. So with that, he made his way back upstairs to his boyfriend. "Well, I'm alive. And there's nothing in the kitchen so you can go back to sleep." He got back into bed and pulled Brian into his embrace, giving him a quick kiss on the forehead.

"Thank you, my brave Brocky." He smiled.

"Anytime." Brock said before closing his eyes and drifting back off to sleep.