Wanker! an OC x OC dream smp story

"Wanker" chapter 1

(Richard's POV) 

He pulled out his phone "Hey Colton ya cunt. Come over I'm bored as fuck" he texted to the sleeping Colton who lived right down the road from him. After he had sent the message he just patiently waited for a response. After a few minutes he just sighed "Motherfucker is still sleeping. And I'm talking to myself-" He muttered to himself

(Colton's POV)

There wasn't an exact reply from Colton immediately, with being buried under his blankets due to his bad sleep schedule, assisted by his streaming schedule that usually ran late at nights to really early in the mornings. He usually slept through the day, wake and eat at around eight and then stream at about ten at the earliest. Colton wasn't asleep for very long though as Richards message caused his phone to ping and light up, he reached for his phone and read it before typing his reply, his message thankfully autocorrected from half asleep gibberish to a proper sentence, the text read 'I woke up for this?'

(Richard's POV)

When he heard his phone ping he smiled and excitedly opened the text. As he read through the message he typed out his response 'Yes, Why don't you suck my dick. Bitch.' The text read, he sent the message to Colton all proud of himself 'Can I come over? I can make you food!' He then sent through waiting for his crush's response "Come on Colt. Reply. I wanna see you." He muttered under his breath quickly as he watched the little typing bubble light up

(Colton's POV)

Colton was still half asleep and didn't exactly think out his text, which he quickly sent. 'If it lets me sleep later, then fine. I'll suck. Now let me sleep, if you're coming over use your spare key because I'm not getting up you wanker' He put his phone back down and closed his eyes once more. Seeing his phone ping again lighting his screen up the text from Richard reading 'Bet. What time? I'll be over in like 10 minutes' all Colton could think to do was double check his message, Well he said it alright. Damnit Colton, not again-

(Richard's POV)

Richard was more or less hyped up on possibilities. But decided to disregard them for now and just get himself ready to go over to Colton's house, putting on his shoes and chucking his phone and house keys in his pocket "Does Colt have a big curry pot?" He muttered to himself as he opened his pots and pans cupboard pulling out his curry pot. Imagine seeing some emo adult man walking down the street carrying a giant curry pot with him 

Heya peeps! Thank you to anyone who read this! I am writing this in my study session at school, because school sucks. Anyway, this is based off of a roleplay I'm doing with somebody very special to me sooooo. Yeah theres so much more to add here. I reckon I'd get at least a few more chapters out of what we got atm anyways look forward to more chapters out very soon!