(only one part in the story so far, but that might change if this gets a lot of love)
Y/n's cheeks flushed with a dark crimson every time Gnomeo glanced at them. Although they were both midgets, he was significantly taller than them nonetheless and that gave Y/n a bubbly feeling inside. Today, they were supposed to go see a movie with Juliet and Y/n's best friend, but they got caught up with "chores", which everyone knew was just rewatching the balcony scene from the 1968 Romeo and Juliet movie to see her "big hearts". Y/n's friend admired them so, and constantly repeated the phrase "I'm not jealous, Flavio. I'm gay."
This left Y/n and Gnomeo alone. They hadn't gotten notified about their friends' rainchecks until after they had both gotten to the movie theater, which was such a turd muncher move
"Well, we already got our tickets. Should we still watch the movie?" Gnomeo asked Y/n, placing a small, porcelain hand on their shoulder to remove them from their thoughts. His touch left Y/n cold, because he was built with a material that remained cold 90% of the time. They got butterflies from that one touch and enjoyed being cold if it was from Gnomeo. They made their way into the theater soon after and sat next to each other in the back of the theater. The movie was the last showing of a horror movie, so there was only one group of teenage boys sitting in one of the front-middle rows. This made Y/n nervous. Should I make my move? They thought and nearly jumped when Gnomeo grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bucket sitting in their lap.
"Hey, this is my popcorn! Go get your own, Gnomeo!" Y/n whisper shrieked, half mad and half heated from the sight of the popcorn butter running down Gnomeo's lips, making him look like a rabid dog that's about to be put down from his terminal illness.
"Shut up and leave me alone, you bitch ass hoe. I'm just in a silly goofy mood and I don't want anyone to tell me how to live my life!" Although his words sounded like they should hurt her, Y/n (of course) had a degradation kink that only Gnomeo knew about. He found out when they got horny when they were watching a boxing movie and the characters were shit talking about each other. They don't know how he knew, but maybe they have horny eyes like Lucy in "The Hating Game".
Was that flirting? Is he trying to fuck me? Y/n thought, but then they remembered that they were a Disney movie star where all the emotions are so twisted and realized quickly that they were a delusional mess. No one wants to sleep with a tortoise, they're too slow; mind and self, that is. Y/n kept on watching the movie, enjoying when the killer was coming after the girl and acting all menacing.
They turned away from the screen about 20 minutes later when they found Gnomeo's eyes on them. Y/n turned to face him and he made no show of looking away. He was stroking his stubble of white beard and took off his pointed hat, stabbing them in the side with the end of it.
Y/n was bleeding heavily, but then Gnomeo leaned over and kissed them, spitting his mouthful of fizzy sprite into their mouth and they leaned away. "What the hell, Gnomeo? Are you trying to kill and disgust me?"
"No, I'm flirting, you dumbass. Let me hurt you, because we're kinky." His husky voice filled their ears and they slowly nodded. Gnomeo grabbed their hair and ripped it out in large handfuls, and although it felt like someone was ripping apart their skull, Y/n was extremely turned on by this side of him. They'd never seen him like this.
When he and Juliet used to date, he was the sweetest person alive. Now he looked like a ravaging beast. He picked Y/n up and threw them down a couple rows, fracturing thwir spine but they could still move around. The adrenaline caused them to not feel the pain yet.
Because of all the commotion, the group of teens in the front rows left and that left them in the theater alone. Y/n forgot about the pain and gushing blood coming from their side and immediately ran up to him again and threw him against the wall, showing off their dominant and infertile side. He became more turned on and grabbed their non-existent boobies, because they weren't capable of having a cup size. That didn't matter to him because their titties were tiny like the both of them (sorry Y/n). Gnomeo, like any character from any childrens movie, did not have nipples, so he had a bare, blank-sheet-of-paper-like chest. Y/n thought he was handsome nonetheless and continued to kiss him.
He whispered in their ear, "Talk dirty to me." to which they replied, shocked, "I'm not good at it." Because they seriously weren't. All they could think of was showing off their veiny hand and saying "hEy bABy GiRl!! WaNt tO HavE sexUAl IntERcoUrsE wiTH mE??" and they didn't picture that going well with him.
"Um, I guess I've been bad." "Oh yeah? How bad were you, Y/n?"
Y/n blushed and pulled a Debby Ryan, moving a lock of short Lord Farquad hair behind their ear as they looked away and replied. "I might have run over a child on my way here." He choked out a gasp, his eyes filled with lust as he muttered in their ear "You're so bad. I like it." And then shoved them against the wall, or as the Montague kinsmen would say "thrust his maidens into the wall". However, he thrust them against the wall and choked them to death, making Y/n think he was gonna fuck them but instead he killed them.
He got away and was only found 2 years later when Y/n's best friend found him and they killed him by them and his Juliet fucking the Juliets from both the 1968 and 1996 moves and explaining every vivid detail to him. Turns out, Juliet hated him all along because Gnomeo was a little turd and she was a lesbian. She loved fucking women because...well, just because they're women.
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The end. You're welcome, readers. I'm gonna go kms from the embarrassment of having written this. My friend asked me to write this for her but then said i should post it in Wattpad with gender neutral pronouns and face a public embarrassment.
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