Context: they're friends.
(I hc that Eteleds British/was raised in Britain and has a faint British accent, but usually hides it lmao)
Eteleds pov
Austin was sat with me in the mii channel, since he had nothing better to do. We were both talking about our lives before we died.
"What did you usually do, as in, in your free time?" Austin asked, making me groan.
"I'd usually just go to a bar and get pissed." I replied, sighing.
Austin looked at me with a confused look on his face.
"What?-" I asked.
"What the fuck does pissed mean??" He questioned.
"Drunk, Austin. It means drunk." I answered. He went quiet for a moment, before his face lit up briefly.
"Say 'a bottle of water'." He said. I sat still for a moment in confusion, suddenly realising what he meant.
"Not a chance." I replied.
"Pleaassseee~" He whined.
"Nope." I continued.
"Whyy??" He asked.
"Because I'll never hear the end of it." I explained. He got in between my legs, moving his head close to mine.
"Please~" He begged. I felt my heart skip a beat as he moved his hand to my chest.
"F-Fine." I swallowed. He moved away, raising an eyebrow. I sighed, mentally preparing myself.
"A bottle of water. (pronounced a bo-h-le uh worh-ah)." I groaned.
I could see him holding in laughter. I covered my face in embarrassment, bringing my knees to my chest.
"You are so immature." I mumbled. He giggled, moving behind me.
"And you're such a good boy~" He whispered into my ear.
Austins pov
I laughed softly at his reaction, noticing his legs tremble slightly after I said that.
"Awe. Is the British boy getting all nervous~?" I further teased.
"Shut upp." He groaned, his voice muffled by his sleeves.
"Fine, fine. I'll stop." I stated, hugging his waist from behind.
"Since you've been such a good boy~" I whispered.
I heard him take a shakey breath in, sighing sharply.
"I'll need to sort that out later.." He mumbled under his breath. I already knew what he was talking about, so I didn't bother to look.
"H0rny ass~"
"Dumbass."
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Austeled one-shots
FanficGay miis Enemiis to lovers I update this like- once every couple months (if that) usually. Consistency is overrated The writing gets better throughout as I started these oneshots years ago. My writing is much better in more recent ones.
