An: Just a one-shot I was thinking about. I told my friend and she thought it was good, so I decided to write it and put it up. I would have put it up on Friday, but I had to leave that day.

So here it is. I hope you will like it.

The Offending Pillow

Seth's Pov

Ever since I was little, I would always hug something or someone whenever I would fall asleep. My parents always thought it was cute, so they got me a stuffed bear for my firth birthday. They even have photos of me sleeping with it, they always cooed at it whenever they would look at it.

I thought it was annoying. But also whenever my parents told other people, I'd get so embarrassed. I mean you just don't tell other people about what your kid does these days. But no, they don't know that rule, because even now they still do it. I tried to stop it, lasting only a month before I was back to hugging something or someone.

When I was younger and slept over at peoples places, I would always hug the person closes to me. I don't know why it was just a habit. But that stopped once puberty hit and the other kids were finding it weird that I would always hug them when sleeping. So I stopped hugging them, and I started hugging pillows or the blanket. I don't know whatever was close really. Just not the friend.

Some people found it weird when they would wake up with me next to them holding them. I'd understand, I mean wouldn't you feel weird about having someone hold you when you wake up. I don't know I guess it was just a subconscious thing or something. So I stopped it, since my friend went off at me about it.

It stopped for a while then, probably for two, three months. I didn't hold anything. It was bad, I mean I'd feel cold, empty, lonely every night. Even if the blanket was over me, I'd still feel cold. I'd still feel empty despite another person in the room. I'd still feel lonely, despite the pillow or the bear that my parents got me were in reach.

I just couldn't stand it, so I went back to hugging things, except people. When I'd sleepover I'd always try to hug my blanket the best I could. It didn't do well, but it was better than nothing, right?

Actually I really do love hugging things, cause even to this day, I still do. But it's more the pillow; the teddy bear got a bit out grown. So now I have a pillow that can actually fit my body, from head to toe. But that's not really important, well kind of.

For it was the reason for my pillow hugging that I ended up finding someone. I still don't know what they thought when they saw me the next day hugging a pillow. My hair was span out over the pillow –I had long hair then- I was curled up against the pillow, and my head was just resting on the top of it.

I still don't understand what his motives were, when the next day he came to my house and asked if he could talk to me.

Flash Back

"What did you need" I asked as I stood in my room. My friend was sitting on my bed, looking nervous, but casual.

"I wanted to ask... if..." I could see the nerves were getting the best of him, he was fidgeting with his hands and he wasn't looking me in the eye, so I knew he was stalling.

"You do know, if you want to ask me something, just ask" I assured him, walking up to him and resting my hand on his shoulder. He looked up then and I gave him my best smile, "Okay".

When I opened my eyes he was still looking at me, I could see the cogs working in his head, probably wondering how to go about what he wanted to ask.

"Umm... I just want to ask why you hug a pillow when you sleep" he asked still looking at me. I could feel my smile falter but I kept it up, not wanting my friend to feel dejected. But I removed my hand as I walked over to my desk, not really wanting him to see my blush, that I knew was growing on my cheeks.

"Uh...I... I don't know. I guess because I like it. I mean my parents always told me that I would always hug whatever was nearby, when I was a baby, and I guess it just stuck" I shrugged as I pretended to tidy my desk even though it was already spotless, every paper and folder in line and stack.

"Oh" I heard him say, then the sound of my bed squeaking followed by the floorboards creaking under my friend's weight.

"Well can I just say that I find it...?" I was waiting for his answer, knowing that he was probably going to laugh about it. When I turn around he will probably just point and laugh his ass off before leaving, "Very cute, to see you curled up against the pillow" I turned around, getting ready to shout at him and say that it wasn't my fault, it was a habit, like smoking, once you start you can't stop.

But when I turned around, I was brought into a hug. I was shocked beyond belief; my mind was drawing a blank that I couldn't think of anything.

"Y-you... you thought it was cute" I asked once my brain was about to think.

He pulled away then and looked me in the eye and nodded his head, "Yep".

End of Flash Back

Since then we have been dating, at first we kept it secret, not knowing what other people would say. But one day I got annoyed when my boyfriend was getting hit on by other people. So I stopped, turned towards him and kissed him. In the middle of the school, after that everyone backed off, some of my friends didn't talk to me for awhile, either upset, angry or annoyed that I didn't tell them, or because they didn't understand or something.

It hurt, really it did, but I had my boyfriend to help me through it, and his friends. They were cool with my boyfriend being bi. They were actually happy that I was able to tame the beast, praising me, asking me what my secret was. I just smiled, my cheeks going red and shook my head, not knowing what they would say if they found out that it was because I hugged a pillow that got my boyfriend to ask me out.

They pestered me about it for awhile until they finally let it slid.

Now three years down the track, and me and my boyfriend have been going strong. He has done a lot for me actually, breaking me out of my shell. I used to be a lot quieter, but now I reckon he wishes he had duck tape or something. It's quite funny; really, I can see the frustrated look on his face whenever I'm being too loud, especially after a long day after work. But I'm curdiest enough to help him relax.

But that wasn't the only thing he helped me break out of. It was a night that I probably won't forget for a long time.

Flash Back (Two months ago)

"Seth, I'm gonna have-" I turned around on the bed, facing the door, seeing Jacob, my boyfriend, standing in the threshold of the room, glaring at something, "Remove it" he sneered, his glare getting more intense.

"Huh" I asked, confused about what he was talking about.

"Remove it" he growled, his glare never wavering. I think if glares kill, whatever he was glaring at would have probably been dead.

I looked around, wondering what he was talking about. No there's nothing on my body, I was bare as the day I was born. So I don't know what he was talking about.

"Jacob, what are you talking about" I asked, looking at him with concern, wondering if maybe he hit his head on the boot or hood of a car or something.

"That, remove it" he thrusted his finger out, his pointer extended out. I followed his finger, curious about what he was talking about and saw that he was looking at the body pillow that I was hugging.

I looked back at Jacob with an arched brow. "This" I asked, shaking the pillow.

"Yes, remove it" he growled, still glaring at the pillow.

"Umm..." I was a little caught off about this, I mean he never had a problem about me hugging the body pillow before, "Okay" I picked the pillow up and pushed it away from me. I looked back at Jacob and saw that he had a satisfied look on his face; actually if I looked closely I could see a smug look on his face, "better".

"Much. Now I'm going for a shower wanna join me" he asked, his voice taking a husky tone, wiggling his eyebrow.

"I'm sorry, I already had one" I told him apologetically.

"That's ok, I'll come in soon" he told me before walking away, grabbing a towel form the linen closet and entering the bathroom.

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Jacob's Pov

I exited the bathroom, pleased to have the grim from a hard day at work, all washed off me. I headed back to mine and Seth's room. Even thought it was my dad's house, and I still lived here, just like Seth still lives with his mother. But we call each other's room our room, since we always leave some clothing of our behind. We both intend to bring them back, being told by our parents to take them back, but we always forget, or we would see each other wearing that piece of clothing. From shirts, short, pants and even underwear.

Seth says he loves it when I wear his briefs, saying they look sexy when they wrap around my package and ass, since they are a size smaller then what I normal wear. I love it when ever Seth wears any piece of my clothing, since its baggy on him, especially my shirt, they come down to his thighs, so I demand he just were my shirt whenever we have the house to ourselves, he agrees to it after a few protests.

I smile as I walked back to our room, thinking of Seth's cute face scrunched up into his annoyed angry face.

I slowly push the door, open, softly closing it behind me, and removing the towel wrapped around my waist. We both slept bare when we sleep at my house, since my father can't come up the stairs. So basically I owned the top half of the house while my father owns the bottom. The only thing we both share is the kitchen and the down stairs bathroom.

I slowly creep towards the edge of the bed. Seth was sound asleep, his hair was shorter so it wasn't span out across the pillow, his chest was showing, so I'm guessing he was too lazy to bring it up to his shoulders, his lips were slightly parted, and his arms were wrapped around that fucking pillow again.

I stood over the bed, glaring at the fricken body pillow that Seth bought. He had two of them, one for here and one at his house. I hated that fricken body pillow. It always got more attention from Seth then I did. No I wasn't jealous of a pillow...

Okay, so maybe I am. I mean I prefer Seth hugging me at night, sleeping against me, his legs wrapped around me, his arms holding me close to him as he dreamed. It is meant to be me that he is meant to be hugging.

I continued to glare at the stupid pillow as I carefully lift Seth arm up. He always had a loose grip on it. Then gently pulled the pillow out of his grasps, being careful not to wake him up as I pull it away from his legs.

I pause as I hear him moan, his legs tightening against the pillow and snuggling closer to it. I growled at the attention Seth was giving the pillow. But still I continued to pull the pillow away from him.

Once I was successful, I gently laid Seth's arm back down and picked the pillow up, glaring at it for a bit before throwing it to the other side of the room, where it laid helpless and lifeless.

I glared at it one more time, before feeling smug and satisfied that the pillow was away and gone from my Seth. I even felt my shoulders shake as I turned back to the bed, lifted the sheet up and slipped it. I settled myself, and resting my head against my arms, my eyes slowly closing.

Five seconds later after my eyes close I feel Seth roll over and wrap his arms around me the best he could, his head resting on my shoulder. I could feel my lips turning into a smug smile as I feel Seth snuggle closer to me.

"You threw the pillow away didn't you" I heard Seth say as he got closer to my body. I was a little shocked to know that he was awake. I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer, his legs wrapping around mine.

"Yeah" I sighed as I slowly feel a sleep, dreaming of me and Seth, and me killing the stupid offending pillow.

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Third Pov

Ever since then, Seth never did find out why Jacob got him out of his habit of hugging the body pillow.

And Jacob never told Seth that he was jealous of the pillow. But after Seth finally got out of his habit of hugging the body pillow, and Jacob asked what he wanted to do.

"I don't know" Seth shrugged as he looked at the pillow, feeling happy that he was able to kick the habit but sad about all the good things that came out of it.

"How about you let me take care of it" Jacob suggested, fighting to keep the joy out of his eyes and tone.

Once Seth agreed and walked away, knowing that he will probably change his mind with whatever Jacob had planned. Jacob's whole body language changed from sad, to joy. His lips turned from a frown to an evil grin and his eyes shined like the brightest star in the sky, and he could feel himself shaking at he pulled the lighter out of his back pocket.

"Good bye, you stupid pillow" Jacob said, his grin growing bigger as he lit the lighter and threw it on the pillow, it took awhile but soon the pillow was consumed in flames.

Jacob stood there with the biggest, happiest grin on his face as the flames warmed his face as he stood there watching the pillow disintegrate into nothing.

And that was the story of the offending pillow.

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