(smallest amount of lime. just a drop lol)
Trophy's P.O.V.
"I'm just.. thinking about him all the time- Hey.... You wont tell this to anyone, will you..?"
"Of course not. People coming to me telling me their concerns and problems is a normal thing. Either way, I'm not allowed to tell anybody unless I have your proper permission."
I don't understand. Candle was so calm and her tone never seemed either aggressive or passive aggressive. How can one have this much fucking patience??
"Well, all I can say is that you have to just te-"
The door slammed open as someone fell through.
My face turned so red and I began to sweat more than I've ever sweat before.
It was Cheesy... and his face was... noticeably red, with a surprised look on his face.
Cheesy's P.O.V.
GODDAMMIT!
I FELL THROUGH THE DOOR!
CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP!!!!!
I saw Trophy staring at me with a completely red face.
"I-I-I UHHHH-" I was a complete stuttering mess. I didn't know how to react.
I had just overheard Trophy saying he wants to.... "DO THINGS" WITH ME!
I DON'T KNOW WHETHER I SHOULD BE CONCERNED, FLUSTERED, SURPRISED OR HAPPY!
Trophy stood and ran towards me.
He raised his fist and punched my arm, still with a shocked and highly flustered expression.
"OW!" I yelped. "That wasn't very golden of you, ya know! But seriously, ow"
I slapped my knee, softly, but it could still be mistaken for a hard knee slap.
"Y-YOUR NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE-!" Trophy screamed.
"I-I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU- AND THIS WAS THE LAST PLACE I HADN'T CHECKED!!"
"B-But... y-you wanna do those t-things.. T-TO ME???!!"
Trophy was so red he could almost explode. He looked to the side, avoiding eye contact.
"Y-you like me, too..?"
Trophy looked at me. The amount of blush on his face eased a little. He nodded slowly.
"W-well- gosh- hahah- I... I like you too..!"
"I DON'T LIKE YOU FUCKING IDIOT!"
"Wha-"
He grabs me and kisses me. Hard, like he said.
My face turns a dark red as I return the kiss.
He grabs my body and starts rubbing it, slowly.
He starts kissing deeply and passionately as I let out a small, quiet moan.
He then breaks the kiss and exhales. A string of saliva hangs between us, connecting our lips.
(WTF IM WRITING THIS IN CLASS THIS IS SO FUCKING WEIRD AAAAAAA)
"I don't fucking like you. I love you."
Heh. This lovable dumbass.
Trophy's P.O.V.
I... I can't believe this.
This was perfect.
I can't believe I finally kissed him. I finally kissed the one I've been thinking about.
I'm so thankful he took my fucking camera. This wouldn't have happened if I hadn't been a dumbass and left it.
"Also, I have your camera. Nice pictures of, well, me.. heheh!"
DID HE JUST GRAB THE THOUGHTS OUT OF MY MIND???
I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT MY FUCKING CAMERA, AND HE HAS IT NOW??
"I- I- Thanks?" I reply hesitantly.
Cheesy kisses me on the cheek as I blush and smile.
This is absolutely perfect.
Just us two...
nobody else coming between us...
right?
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Comedy Gold! (Cheesy x Trophy fanfic)
FanfictionCheesy and Trophy don't exactly... "get along" sometimes... Trophy finds Cheesy SOOOO annoying, while Cheesy is just- uh. being Cheesy. He ANNOYINGLY slaps his knee every time he makes one of his stupidly creative jokes and puns. Trophy is just. Bei...
