(gugshsys this reminded me of my baby booboo muahahehe 💔💔)

It was solidly 3:00 in the morning, you were currently binge watching Brooklyn Nine Nine — all of a sudden, you felt your stomach growl.

You got up, off to the kitchen. There were no snacks, the only option being cereal and stale Cheetos. As you heated up your milk in the bowl, you couldn’t help but boogie down.

You heard a door shut but you didn’t think much of it, too focused on your dancing. And next thing you know it.. Scout has his headphones in, full volume blasting Beastie Boys.

He was dancing and sliding into the kitchen, accidentally bumping into you with a loud.

“Wh- AAAH!”

You both screamed in unison before laughing like a bunch of hyenas.

“Damn, ya gave me a bloody heart attack.”

Scout panted.