i remade this since I lost my old account.
this is a remake, I repeat, this is a remake!!! if I copy my old story Wattpad will notice.
trophy is extremely toxic and manipulative to cheesy here, so don't like him or support his actions in any way.
Authors note: I need more AU!trophy haters. I have to grind for more followers again, FUCK ME LOIF!
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Trophy was sipping his protein shake, scrolling through his phone. He was just minding his own business until he thought of something, why was cheesy always looking at him weird? He noticed it at first and brushed it off but the more he thought about it the more he realized... Cheesy did seem more akward and a little red around him, despite the fact that he makes fun of his jokes.
"Wait a minute.." trophy mumbles out loud, gears turning in his head.
He realized that cheesy had a crush on him. It was painfully obvious. But instead of letting cheesy down like a normal person, he let cheesy think that he loved him too, why? For entertainment!
...
"Hey, cheesy." Trophy says, as cheesy was on his phone, playing a game.
"Huh?" Cheesy turned to look at trophy.
"You look cute today." Trophy compliments, then walks away before cheesy could even say something back. It was quite hilarious for trophy how shocked and flustered cheesy looked.
Cheesy blinked a couple of times, confused. Trophy had never talked to him or initiated a conversation with him, normally HE had to do that first.
Does he really look cute? His confidence starts to slowly grow, feeling happiness, basking in the comfort of a compliment. he just mostly heard people say that he's annoying, that's why he was so ecstatic. But at the same time he was so confused. Did trophy really mean that? Was he lying? Was he trying to bully him? Was that sarcasm?
Cheesy looked at trophy, who was now leaving the hotel. Cheesy was still contemplating on what to do. Does he go after trophy? Should he just ask trophy what he meant?
He was standing there, staring at nothing while his phone was still on like a statue. He closed his phone and put it away. Maybe he should forget about it.
...
Later that day, cheesy decided to go to the kitchen to grab some food and ofcourse trophy was there, very convenient. Cheesy tried his best not to look at trophy or make eye contact with him as it would be too akward.
Cheesy glaced at trophy once in a while, basically side eyeing him while making a sandwich. When he was halfway done, he looked at trophy again and almost jumped when trophy was looking back at him.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Trophy puts his elbow on the counter.
".. nothing." Cheesy says as he finishes his sandwich, he turns to leave but suddenly trophy blocks his way.
"Where do you think you're going?" Trophy asks, he slowly approached cheesy.
Cheesy holds his hands up "Look- I'm not trying to start a fight-" cheesy says nervously. His heartbeat rises as trophy gets closer.
Trophy was basically pinning him against the counter at this point.
"Oh I'm not looking for a fight.." trophy starts to lean in close. "Just wanted to talk."
Cheesy let's out a nervous laugh. 'we're so close together, why is he so close? What's even going on right now? Am I dreaming? This is like some cheesy fanfic a thirteen year old angsty girl writes in Wattpad! He smells so good.. wait what the fuck am I talking about? FUCKING STOP IM GOING TO EXPLODE' cheesy thought to himself as his breath hitches in his throat, standing there like a deer in the headlights.
"are you gonna say something? Or are you just gonna keep staring at me." trophy starts to chuckle.
Cheesy looks around, they're literally in the kitchen, looking like they're about to fuck eachother. On top of that, they're in a weird place and position, so anyone who wants to go near to kitchen or to the kitchen from the stairs or door could see them and think: "are they making out!?"
(Here's a drawing I made so you guys can understand better)
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(Trophy's back is slightly facing the dining room, I fucking hate hotel oj's layout, IT SUCKS ASS. It's literally so confusing and crowded, this drawing might not be on point. Plus why the fuck would you build a hotel in the island nobody is gonna stay there because duh, a hotel is temporary, so what the fuck are they gonna do after temporarily staying in the hotel??? It should be called an apartment atp, I fucking hate oj..
Sorry for ranting, anyways-)
"trophy, you're getting a little too close for comfort." Cheesy gently pushed trophy away.
Trophy didn't resist, thankfully. He moves away.
"alright, but maybe later we can talk?" Trophy asks, smiling.
"haha.. yeah, sure!" cheesy says, throwing finger guns as he speed walks out of there.
Cheesy takes a bite of his now slightly cold sandwich. He was so confused by what's happening, he isn't sure if trophy was doing these things to him as a prank or something but it's definitely doing something to him.
Cheesy sighs and takes another bute of his sandwich, trying desperately to forget about what happened.
He was just dreaming, there's no way trophy is suddenly acting like a fruit bowl towards cheesy for no reason, atleast to cheesy that's what it seemed like.
"leave me alone you fruit!! Stop giving me gay thoughts!" Cheesy thought to himself.
