Scott Pilgrim: Vs the World + Takes Off Oneshots

Left Out 💚

Requested by: castratedcatboi666

(They nicknamed Nega Scott, Conner so its easier than just saying Nega Scott. Also, this is lime because they are talking heavily about sex)

Todd's POV:
Me and Scott just went to a band party. Ever since I joined his band after breaking up with Envy they've had gigs nonstop. It's fun, they're actually really good despite what they think. Kim is excellent on drums, Stevens voice is velvety smooth, Scott guitar skills are great for his level. He started a few years after me but they are still amazing. I don't understand Young Neil's role in the band but he's a great hype man. It's really late and I wonder how our other boyfriend has been doing at home.

We would've invited Conner but he had a busy day today. He came home and immediately fell asleep on the couch. Scott changed him and shifted him to a more comfortable position. Me and Scott tried to wake him up but he wouldn't budge. We left without him after making him some dinner and giving him a blanket. I felt bad but I knew he needed the rest. He definitely wouldn't have been able to keep up with us, rather Scott. He came home late last night from work and had another last minute shift in the morning. That would exhaust every workaholic.

The original Scott stumbles off the bus as we arrive home. "Let's go greet my cute double!" He yells, alcohol evident in his voice. "Shhhh! You'll wake the neighbors!" I shush him as I quickly fish for the keys and open the door. He books it inside, immediately to the couch of our lover. I sigh as I walk inside and join them after locking the door. When I find them Scott has jumped on Conner and is kissing the back of his neck as he has a conflicted smile on his face. I chuckle sheepishly as he glares at me, knowing I'm the mastermind behind his absence this evening. I remove my tie and arm bands as I sit down at the end of the couch. I place my grey boyfriend's legs in my lap as he sits up, the rosy cheeked one hanging off his shoulders.

"So. You guys had fun tonight. Without me." Conner gets straight to the point. I try to reason as I reply, "I'm sorry, babe, you were exhausted. You wouldn't have been able to keep up with Mr. Chugs a lot over there." I point to his doppelgänger who is giggling as he rubs Conner's stomach. "Still you could've at least asked." He sulks looking away. He's right. We could've asked, made him feel semi-included. I pull him close, Scott as well. "You're right, I'm sorry we left you out. We should've asked." He chuckles as he hugs me back. "Fuckin' softie."

I pull away and flick his forehead softly. "That's how you treat me, after I made sure you were warm and well fed?" I remark. He rolls his eyes as he places a kiss on my lips. The kiss is soft and sweet. We smack lovingly as he rubs my back. I pull him closer as he climbs more into my lap. He's always been a little selfish like this, taking advantage of when Scott isn't paying attention to kiss and make out with me. It's kinda hot though, how jealous he gets. He loves his alternate version though, and I love them both.

Speaking of his alternate version, a gag interrupts our moment as Scott sprints to the bathroom. "Fuck" I mumble under my breath as Conner climbs off of me. We both follow the sounds of hacking and find our boyfriend bent over the toilet. I go and rub his back as Conner gets a towel and new clothes. "That's it, get it all out." I comfort as Scott coughs up all the alcohol, dinner and maybe lunch. Our third comes back and joins us on the floor. After another round of puke, the brunette calms down and falls into my shoulder.

The three of us rest there for a second as we try to comfort our sick, intoxicated lover. They both lean against my neck as I almost fall asleep. A touch rips me of the bliss, however. I glance at Conner as I see his hand fall on my upper thigh, fingers particularly close to my private. "You're not slick babe." I retort with a chuckle. He simply replies by biting his lip. A small whimper rips through me as something warm tugs at my nipple. I turn my head and see Scott smirking at me with intense eye contact.

"You two are crazy." I yawn as I try to stand but they refuse. They give me pleading eyes. I blush but remain stern, knowing what they want. "No. No way, you are drunk and you need rest. We are not doing it tonight." They both whine as I pull them up and lead them to bed. I try to ignore their pleases and begging as I suppress my own hard on from how bad they want it. I love when they plead and they know it. I'm trying to be firm but they're making it so hard.

I drop them off in bed and go to change. As I take my shirt off and am met with a bunch of cat calls and laughing. I blush as I tease them as I strip. I'm not having sex with them tonight but I won't make them sad by not giving them anything. When I've finished changing I climb into bed behind the Scotts and cuddle them close. Scott has fallen asleep by now but Conner is still up and asking. I turn on the TV to persuade his mind into resting into sleep. It starts working when I wrap my arms firmly against his waist.

"69?" "No" I suck you off?" "No" "You suck me off?" "No! Go to sleep, babe." He whines even more in response. I kiss the back of his neck, soft and slow. I might leave small hickeys there but it doesn't matter right now. "We can do anything you want tomorrow if you go to sleep tonight." He chuckles as he yawns and finally goes limp in my arms. "Anything?" he suggests. I sigh as I accept the fate I've doomed myself to tomorrow. "Yes, anything." he giggles lowly as he cuddles Scott closer. "You hear that love? We can do anything we want to Todd tomorrow." "Mhmm." He was awake too? "You guys are insufferable." I mumble as sleep takes hold of my brain. "But you love us!" My boyfriends slur in unison. They're right though, I do love them.