Love Bite

Paired Up

"Tch, wake up." I groaned and turned over on my other side. I could wake up tomorrow. Or never. Yeah I think I prefer never.

"I'm not going to ask you again, Dash." I sat up and glared at Fluttershy.

"You didn't even ask the first time, asshole." I attempted to intensify my glare when Fluttershy smirked.

"Not a morning person?" I bet she is. That lucky fucker.

"I could change that, y'know." She leaned over towards me, her gaze drifting down to my lips. I want to kiss her. Very badly. Wait no I don't, stop it.

"G-Get away. I just woke up and I need to shower."

"Can I join?" And the smirk has returned. Why am I not surprised?

"No." I watched as Fluttershy faked her disappointment. Or is she faking it..?

"Of course I'm faking, idiot." She turned around, crossed her arms and made a noise of disagreement. Was she... Blushing?

"Cute! You're blushing!" I covered my mouth and cursed at myself. It wasn't my complete fault, it slipped!

"No I'm not, shut up!" She grabbed a pillow and threw it at me.

"This is war." I declared as I grabbed two pillows and glared over at Fluttershy. She simply smirked, again, and grabbed the pillow she threw at me a few seconds ago.

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I had my shower exactly an hour after I woke up. We were now going to some coffee shop to meet up with Pinkie, Twilight, Applejack, and Rarity. Fluttershy had insisted on it.

I hadn't planned on staying over at her place, so I had to borrow an outfit. We were about the same size, not including the height difference, so I guess I got lucky there.

I still wasn't in the mood for anything, but as I've said before, never question the girl you like who just so happens to have fangs.

"Dashie!" Pinkie stood up from a table and waved her hands around rapidly. This girl has the mind of a six year old. I grabbed Fluttershy's wrist and tugged her over towards them.

"Did you stay over at her place?" Rarity glanced at Fluttershy and then back at me. I could tell what she was thinking.

"I did and no, nothing happened." I replied calmly. Well, something did happen, but not in the way Rarity was thinking. Instead of prying into things like this, she should just get herself a boyfriend. Or a girlfriend. I think she's gay for Applejack to be completely honest.

"Hand over the money," Applejack smirked in Rarity's direction. I watched as Rarity searched through her purse for money, mumbling a few words that I couldn't make out. Wait... They made a bet?

"You guys made a bet?" I stared blankly at them.

"No? I just... Owe her money." Rarity shrugged it off. She's a terrible liar.

"Yeah ok, sure you do. So have you seen Vinyl today?" The girl in question came running into the coffee shop, waving her arms at someone, and saying things like, "I'm sorry! I slept in!"

"It's fine, Vinyl. Just get to work." A woman sighed and shook her head. Vinyl Scratch is a friend of mine who works here. She's dating someone who seems like the total opposite of her. Her girlfriend's name is something like Octavia.

She works here until about ten or eleven in the morning and then she practices some kind of music... I've done forgotten what it's called. She talks about 'wubs' a lot. What even are 'wubs'?