Team Crafted One Shots

Sparkant

Fluffy fluffy things since my stories Are going to take a turn for the worse (also slow updates). This has no plot but just fluffy references to my other stories slightly.
High school au based on skins
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"Did you get the geometry homework done?"

"No. Problem three got me."

Jordan bit into his apple, leaning over Taylor's shoulder to look at his work. They sat outside near the cafeteria, since it was sunny. Perks of outside schools. A little ways away a group of their other friends were playing cards.

"How's things going with your dad," Taylor spoke up, narrowing his eyes and biting his lip at a problem. Jordan scoffed, taking another bite.

"He's getting better with his phone. Complained about the 'constant buzzing' and having me explain that it's messages," Jordan flashed him a smile before stealing his homework, "problem five is wrong."

Taylor let out a string of cussing and took his paper back, "and the toaster? Is it workable?"

Jordan shook his head. Last week his dad... Let the toaster run too long and had it burst into flames. Then dealt with him screaming 'the bread fryer isn't working'. He barely got sleep.

Taylor leaned over and took his boyfriends chips, looking him dead in the eyes as he ate them. Jordan let out a whine, reaching over and trying to grab them.

"I bought those!"

"And they're delicious."

The two continued to partially whine until Adam broke it by screeching past, carrying a terrified screaming Jason on his back. Jordan gave on glance at Taylor before the two broke out into giggles. Taylor returned the now empty bag alone with a peck on the lips.

"Thanks for sharing."

Jordan huffed and pulled him closer, locking his arms around him.

"You're gonna be late to class."

"So will you!"

"Mr. Aceti will be too lost in Mr. Hughes eyes," Jordan tightened his grip, making Taylor squeak.

"Right right. Well Mr. Troll would kill me if I'm late so let go."

"Nah."

"Jooooorrrrrrdaaaan."

"Nope I'm comfy."

Taylor let out a groan of annoyance, shifting slightly to at least get Jordan's goddamn knee out of his back. Jordan chuckled and practically dragged him into his lap.

"You're tiny."

"I am not. I'm almost you're height."

"Shush you're smaller."

"No."

"Yes."

The bell rang and kids started to pack up their lunches and bags, besides the two (dorks //cough cough). Taylor tilted his head up to look at Jordan.

"Pleeeaaaseeee?"

Jordan rolled his eyes and let his boyfriend go, bad idea. Taylor got up and smacked his head, then proceeded to shove papers into his bag.

"I swear if he gives me detention again..."

The two got up and made their way back to the normal buildings.

"He won't. It won't be as bad as last time," Jordan winked as Taylor felt his face grow hot. He shoved him slightly and crossed his arms.

"That took one hour. You said it'll be quick but nooooo."

To make him shut up Jordan pecked him on the lips, but didn't help his growing blush.

"Good luck in class!"

"Fine fine fine good bye."

"Love ya," Jordan whispered into Taylor's ear, earning another smack on the head.

"Love you too sparkle boy. Now get your ass in class."

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I really just felt like writing this without any plot but just needed fluffiness.

Taking requests, crack pairings, and bread fryers to freak Jordan's dad out.

Also if you just want a plot but leave the ship up to me, good good.

I have 23 drafts to work on.