DA Book Of 1Shotz

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Alright, so I'm going to do the ships in a certain order.

I'm thinking maybe one OC ship, then one MCYT ship... And I may repeat a few ships.

Sound good?

Requested by; Ender_squirrel

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_|>Tyler<|_

The thunder boomed outside once again, making me almost jump out of my skin.

I hate storms. I hate storms. I hate-

BOOM!

Another wave of thunder shook the walls of the team crafted house, which Jason had so kindly let me stay in with him while my house was getting fixed.

Stuck in a house alone with my crush, recording in the other room as I cower with fear on my bed over a stupid storm.

Yup, and people wonder why I haven't asked him out yet. I'm a wimp.

A whimper escaped my mouth as a flash of lightning illuminated my dark room.

Technically, in Jason's mind, I was asleep, dreaming about god knows what.

But no, I'm sitting here, curled up into a pathetic ball, whimpering at every flash of lightning and-

A yelp forced it's way out of my throat and into the air around me, the last roll of thunder fading out.

"Darn it Tyler, can't you be a man for one measly might?" I groaned, digging my chin deeper into the small hole my arms created in my balled up form.

BOOM CRACK

A loud scream pushed itself from me before I could protest, most likely alerting Jason.

As if on cue, the adorable brown haired teen came bursting through my door, eyes wide slightly in concern and worry.

"Tyga? You okay bro?"

I nodded slowly, swallowing uneasily and praying silently that another crack wouldn't sound.

"Y-Yeah. Just a nightmare. I'm good."

He bit his lip and nodded. "Alright. Just holler if you need anything."

I sighed heavily and leaned back to lay down, only to snap back up as a loud crack of thunder shook the house again, a scream jumping from my throat.

Jason turned back to me, face hidden by shadows.

Slowly, he made his way over to my shaking and cowardly form and say next to me on the bed.

"Come here, Tyler."

I obliged immediately, curling into his warm and comforting embrace.

"You could've told me you were afraid of storms, Tyga." He whispered.

I shook my head and buried into his chest. "I didn't want to seem like a wuss."

Jason chuckled softly and rubbed small circles into my back. "You wouldn't. Everyone has their fears."

My fingers absentmindedly played with the bottom of his shirt as I listened to his heartbeat.

"What's yours?"

His soft breathing hitched and his heartbeat quickened as he tensed.

Worry hit me like a truck.

Good job Tyler, you messed it up.

His voice came out soft, shaking slightly. "The d-dark."

I looked up at his face, realizing he was sitting through his fear for me.

Carefully, my arm reached out of our little bubble and flicked on my lamp.

His muscles reacted instantly, relaxing around me.

"Thanks."

I nodded and curled up into his embrace once more. "Thank you for comforting me, Janson."

He leaned down and kissed the top of my head. "Anything for you, Tyga."

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WOO! That took a bit to do.

Next Ship: Diley (OC)