casanova | selever + mfm oneshots

candy // selever

waHH ty for all of the reads!

i thought it'd take at least a day for more than 50 reads, but thank you!

at least i know the power of sel simps now 

this is right after roach (bf) beats selever

- - - - - - - 

you watched as selever sulked and moped. 

"how the fuck did that be bap boop skee doop guy beat me? i just thought that ruv was weak," selever threw his hands up.

"oh, he went against ruv? i thought it was him portraying 'angry russian man screams in church,'" you stood back as selever grabbed a pan from who knows where and started acting as if it was a bat.

"he was literally doing zavodila, dumbass," selever threw the pan on the floor, causing a loud clang.

"at least i didn't lose to some short blueberry poptart looking thing," you smirked when he turned around.

"casanova's a great song though-" you quickly added on before selever pinned you to the wall.

you started to look everywhere but him and blurted out, "WE'RE MINORS."

selever burst out laughing and took his hands from the wall behind you.

"wow y/n, never thought you'd be thinking of thoughts like that!" he said, picking up the pan from the floor. and putting it on a nearby table.

selever then perked up, having a great idea. 

"since i lost to a garden gnome, you should buy me some candy!" without giving you time to argue, he grabbed onto your hand and ran out the door.

"you piece of shit, my wallet's inside!" you yelled.

"then we can just steal it!" he yelled back.

"what the fuck, i'm not going to jail!"

"WELL DON'T GET CAUGHT!"

you shook your head, still keeping up with selever and desperately trying not to trip.

by the time you both stopped running, you were in the middle of the town square. you found a chair to sit at and tried to catch your breath.

"you got tired at that? dang y/n, you need to run more." selever teased, glancing around for a candy shop.

"shut up selever. is there even a candy store here?" you stood up once you got your energy back.

"yeah, just looking for the nearest escape route," he grinned.

"you were actually not joking about that?" you almost banged your head on the nearest tree.

"do i look like a comedian? of course i'm not gonna lie about fun stuff like robbing a candy store."

you groaned as selever was hyping you up to steal candy with him.

"imagine going to jail for something that's like a dollar," you rolled your eyes.

"like i said, don't get caught. what do you thing i do when sarv tells me to go get groceries?"

"what the actual fuck, selever," you still let out a hint of a smile.

the two of you went inside a random candy shop, first sneakily grabbing assortments of candy before deciding you'd get more done if you just grabbed a bunch and ran. so that's what you did.

a store employee ran after you guys, but after deciding he wasn't paid enough for this, went back and acted like nothing happened.

you both cheered in success and slowly walked home with the piles of candy in your hands and pockets. halfway back to the church, you guys found a chair to sit on to see what candy you got.

there was at least 200 pieces of candy combined, and thankfully, none were tootsie rolls.

"stealing was a lot more fun than i thought it'd be," you laid back watching the sun slowly go down over the horizon.

"you should come grocery shopping with me one time. like a friend date," he plopped a piece of bubblegum into his mouth.

on the inside you recoiled at the sound of "friend date". as if you haven't been constantly dropping hints of your crush on him. like that time during valentine's day a few months ago where you told him, "i wish a hot guy kinda like you would take me on a date," and he brought you a life sized cutout of gordon ramsey and told you to "enjoy him."

you thought about all the other times until selever slapped you in the face.

"hey, you there roach?" he asked. "it's yes or no."

"uhm, yeah, sure," you smiled at him.

he went back to stuffing more bubblegum in his mouth, talking about who knows what.

"oh my god, y/n, are you dying?" selever slapped you again on the shoulder.

"no, it's just - nevermind."

"there's something wrong with you, and you better tell me, before i ask rasazy about it." selever knew you told rasazy everything, being one of your best friends and the best one who kept secrets.

"she wouldn't tell you," you grabbed a jolly rancher from the stack and started to fiddle with the wrapper.

"she owes me a bit, since i won a bet," he replied.

"but it's a secret-"

"but i won the bet. so either you tell me, or i ask rasazy and she'll feel bad for telling me." you knew he doesn't want rasazy to feel bad, but you know he's also right.

you felt for the little heart shaped chocolate box that somehow fit in your coat pocket. you quickly took it out, and looking away, blushing, gave him the box.

it was quiet for a moment, and you didn't know his reaction since you were finding interest in a dead tree stump, until he pulled you into his lap and hugged you.

"you wimp, why didn't you tell me earlier?" he asked as he turned you around so you were facing him.

"i tried, but you were kind of dense," you gazed right at him.

"no, i just thought you were a really bad flirter," he chuckled.

the two of you seemed to realize the little amount of distance between each other and were slowly about to lock lips-

"get a room!" a man on a bike yelled as he sped by.

- - - - - - -

that ending huh :)

another one of "let the plot go on"

i'll be posting as much as i can, so i'll probably double update today, if i get a request or a thought in my head

word count // 1023