well wasn't that cheesy? (a trophy x cheesy fanfic)

Trophy gets therapy (gone wrong😱😱‼️‼️)

Once upon a Friday afternoon uh trophy uh uhh uhm yeah and uhhh and then he did uhh trophy things

Cheesy walked into now him and trophy's room, he sat down on the bed that trophy was still sleeping in
He shook him a bit, waking him up

"H-huh.. what's going on.. cheesy?"
He woke up looking around himself confused

"Heyyyy trophyy, we're getting you to an appointment today"
"H-huh.. I don't remember an appointment"
"Cmon, we have to go or we'll be late"
"Oh my god, I'm barely awake.."
"Here, I'll carry you"

Before trophy could say anything, cheesy picked him up princess style (like the little princess he is 😋😋)

"What are you doing?? Cheesy oh my god.."
Trophy said, still half asleep

"Come on, let's get you to the car"

Cheesy carried him across the hotel and sat him in the car
They arrived at a building and when they stepped inside they were met with a waiting room
They waited for a bit before they were called in and then sat on two chairs

"Hello, my name is Dr. Doctor, you must be trophy and cheesy"

"Huh, since when did I have a doctors appointment? I feel like I should know these things"
"Hm? Oh, no, I'm your therapist"
"Oh ok
...
Wait why do I have therapy??"
"Trophy your significant other is very concerned about you, he's told me you've been sleeping in late, and I'm his words: "been getting a bit too silly at times""
"HE HAS THO"
"Be quiet cheesy, you aren't a part of this for now, now trophy, do you think that what he's saying is true?"
"I don't know man, I just like to sleep and kiss boys, I don't think there's anything wrong with me"
"Right, he also claimed you've been having a lot of days off camera where you just feel unwell and don't even get out of bed, is that true?"
"I guess, but it doesn't really matter, I mean, its all off camera stuff anyways, nobody sees that"
"Oh god, this is gonna be a long session"

The session goes on and trophy slowly realises that maybe he is mentally ill, but he won't admit that
He started yelling at the therapist and calling her homophobic or something like that and then got kicked out because he tried to attack her with a mechanical pencil

Trophy and cheesy were sitting in the car
"My god trophy, you really fucked up this time, she was only there to help you"
Cheesy said in an annoyed tone
"Kiss me"
"Wha- no I'm not gonna kiss you! We just got kicked out of the therapy place"
"Cmon I know you wanna"
"Trophy im really mad at you right now, you know that"
"Cmon kiss me"
"Trophy.."
Cheesy said, seeming to get more annoyed
"Cmon cmon cmon cmon"
"Fine!"
He gave him a quick peck on the lips
"Hehehe... hehehehe.. hihihehahiuhehiehurihauhiuehh..."
"Oh my god trophy shut up"
"Heheheheheheeheh...."
"Oh my god.."

They then started making out and drove away the end

A/N: hiii guysssss so likeee it's been a whileeeeee uhhhhhh a lot has changed
My name is Lucas now and I dyed my hair blue
Also I have an insane crush/obsession on a 70 year old man (Rick Sanchez from Rick and Morty)
I think I've done the therapy thing before somewhere in this fic but I'm not sure so I did it anyway uhh
At first u wanted to make it so like that cheesy was a hallucination idk I thought that would be funny but then I wouldn't really be able to continue the story normally and somewhere deep in my heart I still wanna continue writing these
Uhh it's like 1 am as per usual so I'm probably gonna sleep uhh goodnight guys bye bye don't expect to see me for another 5 years