Wtf bro (OJ x Paper) 🚽🍆 (Kinda?)

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A/N: My QPP gave me this idea. Blame them. Probably horrifically OOC. Oopsie lol

Paper walked into OJs office. When he entered OJ was staring daggers at him. "Take a seat." Paper sat across from OJ. Who had a look that just screamed "I'm so disappointed in you right now." OJ just sighed. "So... I noticed my favorite Pen was missing while I was in a meeting... And I checked the cameras." Paper chuckled nervously. "Who took it...?" "Yinyang. But that's not all..." Paper gulped as OJ let out a long sigh. Before resting his face in his hand. "Why... On earth... Did you fuck an orange in my office, paper?" Paper looked away in shame "I uh..." "It wasn't even a living one. It wasn't even technically cheating. You literally grabbed orange from the kitchen and used it like a fleshlight in my office... Why?" Paper twiddled his thumbs "I... I missed you..." OJs eye twitched. "Paper... I was gone for 3 hours. And why in my office? Is that some kink you have or something?" Paper nodded. OJ stared at him for a moment "For fucks sake." Paper muttered "Am... I in trouble...?" "I... Guess not...? You didn't really leave a mess and it doesn't hurt an- wait didn't that hurt? Oranges are acidic." Paper chuckled nervously "Well..." "Your a masochist aren't you." "yeah." OJ let out a groan. There was some silence. "Am I... Free to go?" OJ looked at him. "Yeah. But do me a small favor?" Paper had started to get out of his chair. "Yeah?" OJ smirked "Come back later if you want the real thing." Paper choked on his own spit all the way out of his office.

A/N: I am so sorry /nsrs

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