❥❦𝚉𝚊𝚟𝚘-𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 | 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚟 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗❦❥ (old)

❥Chapter 6

Ruv and Whitty had started working on their song again, coming up with all sorts of ideas for it. Ruv had thought the entire time that Whitty was a very creative soul, and he just didn't get to talk a lot about his ideas. He looked down at his clock. Sarvente stepped into the basement.

"How is it going, you two?" she asked with a smile. "Wonderful, we just finished the first two verses!.. Getting a little tired, though.." Whitty nodded. "Great, and it's nice to see Ruv actually working on another song!" Sarv smiled.

"Because songs need inspiration, and I haven't had a lot of that lately.." Ruv commented. "Fair enough, anyways, dinner will be ready in a moment, you two."

Whitty nodded, still spinning his microphone. "alright then, Ruv, you ready to try out the first verse of this song?.." Whitty asked, sitting back down at the sound booth and turning on the beat of the song. "I am, comrade," Ruv stood up, pulling out his microphone and inhaling.

As Whitty began to sing his part, Ruv looked up at him. Ruv was a tall guy, but Whitty was somehow taller than him. He looked at the bomb as he began to blush.

"Ey Ruv, are we gonna stand here or are you gonna sing your part?"

Ruv froze up. "I um- I'm sorry, I-"

Whitty chuckled a bit. "It's alright man, should we try again?"

Ruv blushed a bit again when Whitty chuckled. "I um.. Maybe we should sing tomorrow, I think my head's messed up.." he lied.

"Sure man, why not." Whitty shrugged. "Dinner's ready!" Sarv called. Whitty looked at Ruv and ruffled his hat, some of Ruv's hair came out. "I um-" before Ruv could talk, Whitty began stepping upstairs.

WHY DID HE DO THAT AND WHY DID I LIKE IT, Ruv thought immidiately.

The russian straightened his hat and mumbled, his face still flushed.

"Ruv, you coming?" Whitty called.

"Yeah, I am.." Ruv answered

[ Timeskip ]

Ruv sat on his bed with Whitty, they had been watching videos ranging from just cats playing with mouse toys and tips to making your own song. Ruv laid his head on Whitty's arm.

"Ey Ruv, you know your head's on my shoulder, right?" Whitty asked.

"Oh- um, sorry, I think i'm getting tired-" Ruv appologized.

"I never said you had to take it off, bud," the bomb answered.

Ruv pulled his hat down, blushing like crazy. He just tried to ignore it. Ruv was actually getting tired, he yawned once more.

"Hah, are you actually getting tired, though?" Whitty asked.

Ruv nodded, exhausted. "..mh" he groaned, trying to stay on top of things.

"You should rest, man.." Whitty told him. Ruv was nodding off, though. Every blink was another struggle to stay awake.
Finally he shut his eyes for a long time.

Ruv had fallen asleep again.

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