"Let go of me, Burt!" Sven snapped.
"No." Was Burt's simple reply.
"Släpp mig!"
"Nej."
"Kom igen, låt mig gå!"
"Händer fortfarande inte."
"Burt!" Sven whined.
"Where do you need to be?"
Sven didn't reply.
"If you don't need to go anywhere, I don't see any problem in you staying with me."
"Lura," Sven muttered under his breath.
"Sötnos~"
Sven pouted as Burt ruffled his hair teasingly.
"Your hair's so soft, Sven~!"
Sven grumbled under his breath, shifting away from Burt.
"Kom tillbaka, sötnos~"
"Våga inte ens, Burt!"
"Förlät, Sven~!"
Sven gritted his teeth.
"Don't test me, Curtis," he growled.
He gripped Burt's jacket and stared right into his brown eyes with frosty blue eyes.
Burt raised a brow, amused.
Immediately after, he gently pulled Sven closer and kissed him.
Burt kissed Sven.
The blonde, shorter boy was stunned.
𝘏𝘦... 𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦... 𝘏𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦!
Sven's legs shook and his top hat nearly fell off.
Burt moved his head back a bit; though his expression was still dull, he somehow looked smug.
"Inte illa, Sven~"
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FanfictionIt's not like Sven can deny how stunning Burt is. His pretty brown eyes, his chill persona, and the way he'll absorb anything you rant to him about. It takes a special person to get him to smile... Is Sven that person?
