As I'm scrolling through my phone, I look up to see that there are many dishes that need to be cleaned, so I force myself to get up from my comfortable position on the couch and I head my way to the sink. I open the drawer to grab my glove because I can't ruin my new set of nails that Droid paid for, but as I begin to clean them, I see Droid come down the stairs, but I just ignore it, thinking he is just to the couch, so I go back to washing the dishes, but instead I feel a pair of arms wrap around me. "You didn't have to clean them; I'm the one who made the mess," he said while he kissed my neck. "It doesn't matter who made the mess; we should always help each other." I respond as I put my head on top of his, but before I can go back to what I was doing, he spins me around and lifts me up. "What are you doing?" "Damn girl, I really do love yo-" but before he can finish his sentence, I give him a big O kiss. "I love you too, you big dork." He looks up at me, and I look down, and all I see is his big brown eyes staring at me. "I need you," is all he says as he is throwing me over his shoulder as he is heading to our room.
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Elasticdroid oneshots
FanfictionThese are my parasocial Elasticdroid one-shots... If my stories don't make sense or I make a spelling mistake please let me know :D Ps. these are just some dumb fantasies that are made by a hopeless romantic who is a little crazy :p
