𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖙 || trump x biden

the election

( trumps pov )

the way he always slicked back his gorgeous grey hair, his beautiful green eyes, and his smile, I was falling for him. 'triden', i say quietly to myself. it has some sort of ring to it. i smile softly to myself, letting the single word roll of my tongue. i snapped out of my day dreaming when my butlers come in with my breakfast, blueberry pancakes, as always.
"ready for the big day, sir?" one of my butlers say, setting down my tray.
"of course!" i lied. i wasn't ready for this at all. i wasn't ready for me or the love of my life to be picked. i sat up in my bed, picking up my fork weakly. i appreciated being back in my bed, the bed i've cried into, the bed who has always been there for me when I had a rough day. i drop my fork, i'm not hungry.

( bidens pov )

god, how i loved him. he would never understand how much that kiss meant to me.
i have been waiting to do that for years. but pushing those thoughts away, i get out of bed and walk towards my closet, rubbing my eyes. i check the time on my watch, 7:14. seeing those 3 digits make me yawn, also because I got about 2 hours of sleep last night. "white suit? or black suit?" i think looking at my 2 options. i choose black obviously, stupid question. i mean, black is always more professional, it's prettier, it's nicer, it's so.. so.. is this about the suits anymore?

( 3rd person )

bidens black limousine backs into a private parking space, right next to trumps. they get out of the car at the same time and shut their door, refusing to look at eachother. I mean , they couldn't express their love for eachother, and there's no way they would ever be able to hangout romantically. it would only ever be platonic, that's all. that's all it should be.

authors note : OMGGG SORRY GUYS I HAVEN'T UPDATED THIS IN SO LONG BECAUSE BIDEN DROPPED OUT BUT ILK TRY TO COMTINUE THE STORY!! 😭