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egotron .:short ficlet:. DONE by sobbingKing, journal
egotron .:short ficlet:. DONE
Jon sighed, getting comfortable in the big hoodie he wore. He was currently waiting for Arin, his best friend and crush.
"Hey Jon! What flavor do you want?" Arin called from the kitchen.
"Eh... Vanilla, just plain vanille." He murmured back, looking over the couch and shifting uncomfortably.
Soon his friend came out and set a bowl of vanilla ice cream on the table infront of the mic. Jon observed the bowl and saw that Arin had drizzled strawberry syrup on the frozen treat in a adorable heart shape.
"Dude, the fuck this is to cute to eat." Jon chuckled quietly and looked the the person hogging down ice cream beside him.
"I say the same th
Egotron sleepover pt 2 *request* by CopperFirecracker, literature
Literature
Egotron sleepover pt 2 *request*
The sun shone brightly through the grey curtains of the dusky room. The walls were a dark navy blue, with posters of video game characters scattered throughout. The floor’s carpet was a dark brown with small patches of blue cloth stitched in the carpet pattern.
“Arin; Are you awake?” Jon whispered, sitting up from his slumber position. A male wearing black sleepwear, and with a soft golden highlight in his light brown long hair, shifted slightly. Jon giggled as he watched Arin just nuzzle back into his pillow, not bothering to even open his eyes. “Arin~ Wake up! We need to study for Mrs. Conner’s Atom model test
Egotron-Sleepover (Highschool AU) *request* by CopperFirecracker, journal
Egotron-Sleepover (Highschool AU) *request*
"A-Arin...?" Jon whispered softly to the boy beside him. The bed was roomy, giving Arin enough space to scoot away every time Jon tried to scoot closer. "I'm trying to sleep Jon." Arin said, burying his face in the pillow, and grunting. "Arin... I'm, lonely..." Jon said softly, "My side of the bed is so cold... I need warmth~" He cooed. Arin looked up bluntly at Jon, "Then be warm." He said softly. "It doesn't work like that!!" Jon whined, bouncing up and down as if he were a 5 year old. "Well what do you want me to do?" Arin asked, not bothering to lift his head. "We can cuddle~" Jon suggested.
"No way, dude. You have your plush bird." Ari
