Norray Oneshots

Leave me alone, Norman

BTW Mafre is my own character don't you  dare try to steal him!

Ray, eighteen and living completely on his own ran through the streets, desperate to get away from his so called "friends."

"Damn," he cursed, pulling out his phone and dialing the only person he trusted in this situation: Norman. His fingers had never found the contact so quickly.

Ring ring ring...

Ring ring ring...

Ray began to murmur, "Come on, Norman pick up already!" He finally heard the sound of Norman's breath and sighed in relief.

"Hello?"  Ray heard and instantly started talking.

"Norman, Mafre's after me again," Ray started, completely unfazed when he heard Norman sigh on the other side of the phone. "He said he wanted to apologize for being a jerk and that he wanted to be friends but he ended up trying to rope me into one of his schemes again."

"Never could stay out of trouble for long, could you?" Norman said, obviously smirking. He then replied with the same thing he always did: "If you're not here in a hour I'm shutting the door."

Ray chuckled. Norman and Ray had a complicated relationship. They had been best friends when they were younger and had practically grown up together. When they reached the age where they had to go to high school, they went their separate ways. 

That was were Norman met Mafre. At first, Ray though he was pretty cool but as time went on, Ray realized that Mafre had only used him for his smarts and his chill that he kept even under the most intense pressure.

Towards the end of Ray's sophomore year, he decided that he couldn't do it anymore and changed schools and headed to Norman's. After that the two grew closer together again but Mafre was always after Ray. There was also no doubt about it that Ray had a giant- no gigantic crush on Norman. 

"Ok," Ray replied before he hanged up the phone and rushed down Norman's street and ran up to his best friends apartment complex and ran to his room. Ray knocked on the door loudly before he backed up and waiting for Norman to open the door.

After a couple seconds, Ray heard the creak of the door and he looked up to see Norman grinning down at him. "The knight in shining armor is here to save his little damsel in distress," Norman teased, opening the door for Ray to stumble into. 

Ray shot a grateful look to Norman, still trying to catch his stubborn breath. The two stood there in an awkward silence. "So... er... I got our acceptance letters from a couple different colleges. I don't expect you to get accepted into every single one though," Norman said after a while.

The two then went through their feet of opening all the letters and reading them. As they continued going through the pile, Ray's face got harder and harder. He sighed as he reached for the last one in the stack.

"So how many did you get into?" Norman asked, seeing  that Ray was done with his. Ray made a circle with his hand. Tears were streaming out of his eyes, though he tried to hide them.

"I didn't get accepted into a single college that would have put me into the department I registered for. They refused to put me into writing. They accepted me into robotics or weird jobs that I don't want," he sighed.

Norman leaned over and pat Ray's shoulder with a smile. "Hey, it'll all be okay. You don't have to take writing classes to become a great author. I mean, you already have the president of your fan club rooting for you," Norman stated before he covered up his mouth blushing.

Ray blushed too and looked away. "...thanks," he whispered. "That means a lot to me coming from you." 

Norman and Ray looking into each other's eyes, both blushing like mad. Norman leaned down and connected their lips, surprising Ray but he quickly kissed back.

The kiss was short but it was full of love and devotion . The two wrapped their arms around each other and admitted their feelings each other. It was quite cute, until Norman's sister walked in and ruined it.

"EW," Emma whined, looking up at the two, "Mommy, Norman's bonking his head against Ray's. And Ray's bonking his head against Norman's." For being five years old, Emma was very outspoken.

Emma then turned to Ray and told him in a stern voice, "Don't let Norman get you pregnant yet," and walked away. Ray just started after her in shock while Norman laughed long and hard. 

"And there you go, you have the Vice President of he Ray fan club in this house too," Norman chuckled. "Now for he million dollar question..."

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

Ray blushed and looked away. "Of course," he whispered and the two kissed once more or as Emma called it 'bonking heads'.  The two enjoyed their time together for the rest of the night, and Emma only disturbed them eighteen times, don't worry.