No Pixel Oneshots

Stuck with you

"Randy!" Ray lets out a surprised gasp as soon as she takes notice of the person standing at her doorstep. Before she can utter another word, she's pulled into his tight embrace.

A sound of shock leaves her mouth as strong arms wrap around her neck and she's pulled closer to the Brit. Ray lets out muffled words, not being able to mask her surprise at the hug from her best friend.

The best friend who never once hugged her back whenever she hugged him — the one who seems to despise physical affection between the two of them.

"Shut up, you donut." He cuts her off, pressing his forehead to her temple, inhaling her sweet, cherry scent.

After a while, Ray does end up pulling back no matter how much either of them hate it. She definitely hated the sandwich stuck in her mouth sogging, than having to pull back.

She pulls the sandwich out of her mouth the second she pulls back, running back inside to spit it out. Randy follows her inside, concerned and afraid.

"You fuck," She says, dabbing her mouth with a tissue. "C'mere." She mumbles, putting the tissue on the kitchen slab and immediately wrapping her arms around his neck.

"What even happened?" He asks as he wraps his arms around her waist, chuckling as he settles his head in the crook of her neck.

"I had a sandwich in my mouth, it fucking sogged!" She huffs, settling her cheek against his shoulder. She breathes in, automatically inhaling his woody aroma as she closes her eyes, feeling more at peace than she has ever before.

Neither of them notice as they start to sway from side to side, lost in each other's embrace. "I missed you.." He admits softly, as if he's afraid to.

Ray smiles at his words but doesn't respond— just tightens her grip on him, pulling him as close as she possibly can.

This is so unlike us. She thinks to herself as she opens her eyes, watching him with a soft gaze. What are we even doing?

"I don't know either." He answers her unasked question softly, shocking her. "I don't know why I came here first thing from the airport, why I had the sudden urge to hug you or why I'm being . . . well, like this, right now." They both chuckle softly, feeling the vibrations course through their bodies. "I have zero answers to my own questions so I don't think I can even start to answer yours."

Ray merely hums in response, every word settling in slowly. She releases a soft breath as her hands slide from his neck to his shoulders, down his arms to hold his hands and pull them away from her waist.

She turns him around and pushes him towards the rest room. "Freshen up, I'll order food and stuff, get a movie ready or something." 

"Yes, ma'am!" Randy salutes, pushing his right foot off the ground before placing it back down with force. His husky chuckle is complemented by her melodious one as she shakes her head and he goes inside the rest room.

*~*

"What are we watching?" He mumbles as he enters her bedroom. He sits down on the bed before scooting closer to her, so that they can both see the laptop clearly.

"I don't know . . . I kinda wanna watch the little mermaid." She bites her lower lip, knowing very well what she's just started.

"What!" Randy lets out an exasperated gasp. "We're not watching a voiceless little mermaid." He deadpans making her let out an offended gasp.

"You did not just say that." She deadpans back, her voice suddenly going a few octaves down.

"I did. What you gonna do about it?" He quirks a brow, his voice challenging.