Chapter 10, The drunken confession 🥀

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A/N: There will be 🥀 (intense fluff)

~*Whitty's POV*~

"He's fine with it," I sighed as I sat down on one of the kitchen stools. Carol and I continued talking when Ruv finished up cleaning. I held my phone with my left hand with my right arm on the counter. I didn't notice that Ruv walked out of the room. 

"So, what's your relationship with Ruv?" Carol asked. 


~*Carol's POV*~

"O-Oh, o-our relationship?" Whitty stuttered. 

"Mhm, your guy's relationship," I said, placing edible cake decorations on the cake. 

"We're friends. Just," Whity paused. "Friends," I stopped decorating the cake. 

"Are you sure, Whitty?" I asked, putting the bowl of edible cake roses and leaned against the counter. "You seem to be a little, what's the term, closeted about your feeling?" 

"No, no. I'm fine, and I'm certain," Whitty said. 


I remained quiet for a moment before sighing and continued to decorate the cake. 

"Fine, if you say so," I sighed. 

"Well, I- Ah! My god, Ruv! You scared me!" Whitty yelled, which caused me to almost ruined the cake. "Sorry, Carol. Ruv accidentally scared," Whitty apologised as I heard Ruv giggling in the background. 

"It's alright, but I have something that we can do together when you guys get here," I chirped. 

"Okay, we'll be there in about 30, 40 minutes," Whitty said. 

"Alright, bye," I replied and hanged up. I put the phone away and started to get more ingredients, bowls, and utensils out. 


~*Nearly an hour later and in Ruv's POV*~

Whitty took out his keys and unlocked his apartment. 

"Carol! We're here!" Whitty called out. 

"Hey!" Carol said. "I'm in the kitchen," Whitty walked towards the kitchen while I followed him. There was a lot of cakes, cupcakes and muffins. 

"Seems like you've been baking again," Whitty said, looking around at all the baked goods. 

"There's a reason, and I made this for you guys," Carol said, picking up a vanilla cake with rainbow flowers. 

 

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"Why?" I asked. 

"I made it because your two are gay for each other," Carol giggled. Whitty stuttered and blushed like crazy as I pulled my hat down to cover my blushing face.

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