sootcest... stuff?! [MOSTLY SMUT]

p11- vil and rev get a bit silly

hey guys I'd like to make it clear I am Never Ever Again writing Ghostbur with a Pussy.
I am so broken from that last chap, having to describe that shit was, uh...💔😟
I have sustained brain damage from that chap tbh☺️
anyways have the trenchcoat boys
also I don't know how you write fuckibg cigarettes 🙂 and finally, I'm sorry if the beginning part is a bit clunky and not very descriptive, same with the end when they actually full on start
F u c k i n g . Y'know with Penis and Balls and  all that

I'm working on it, I promise I can be descriptive as fuck
[a bit of fluff and a smidge, a teensy sprinkle of angst, and of course, smut ;) ]
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Vil took another long drag of his cigarette, blowing the smoke into the cold air around him. It was getting further into December now, and things had been starting to frost as of late. The cobwebs, turning thick with snow, the crunchy grass. Personally, Vil found it very pretty. He tilted his head and smiled as he saw his own breath as he exhaled. He seemed as though he was so entranced by the cold, he didn't realise Rev was standing right next to him.

"Hey," Rev said, nudging Vil with his foot. Vilbur jumped, gritting his teeth in frustration. He flicked his cigarette onto the ground, squishing it into the dirt. He struggled a bit to really get it into the ground, toughened by frost.
"What do you want?"
"You're all on your own out in the cold," said Rev, lighting a cigarette of his own. "Don't be mad at me for wanting to check up on my favourite roommate!"

Vil felt his face heat up, and he tried his best to ignore it.

"We all know Ghostbur is your favourite, come on now."
Rev scoffed, smiling at Vil smugly as he saw his reddened face.

"You can guess, but nobody ever said anything about Ghostbur being my favourite."
Vil turned away from Rev as he said this, feeling himself get more and more flustered by Rev. This, of course, only encouraged Rev to edge closer to Vil.
"You're precious..."
He attempted to wrap an arm around Vil, delicately as to not freak him out, but Vil didn't hesitate to bat him away.

"Why're you being all lovey and shit?! Are you drunk or something?!"
Vil snapped, causing Rev to step back in shock.

"I mean- you just looked lonely. You've been sad lately, so... Man, I wasn't lying when I said I just wanted to check up on you."
Vil's scowl faltered for half a second, but for long enough for Rev to catch it.

Vilbur shook his head dismissively, ignoring everything Revivebur was saying.
"Stop saying I'm precious and shit too, man. That's gross..."

Rev leant against the brick wall behind him, considering his options carefully. Vilbur wasn't somebody that opened up to people very easily. He really wished he would, but he understood that could be difficult... Vilbur rambled on in the background about how weird Revbur was acting, blah blah blah.

"Stop acting all tough, Vilbur. You're not..." Rev considered his words.
"You aren't... strong."

And something inside of him just snapped, the fact Rev even had the nerve to say that...

"Really? God, I could ruin you-"
Vil's eyes widened as he realised what he said, stumbling over his words and babbling as he tried to excuse his mistake.

Rev laughed.

Vil's face flushed again, realising how odd that sounded.

Seeing Vil's face, Revbur was in hysterics now, wheezing and coughing at the awkward situation.
Vilbur shook his head violently at Rev,
clearly very frustrated.

"Shut the hell up! That's- you know that's not what I meant!"
"Oh, really?" Rev said smugly, a teasing tone in his voice.

"I- I- you-" Vil stuttered, reasonably overwhelmed by the situation.
Rev took another lengthy drag of his cigarette.
"You could never."