Austeled one-shots

Tears of static.

(This goes by the logic of that Austin and Eteled aren't supposed to be able to cry, and when they do it glitches out the Wii. Eteled didn't know that it happened to Austin though.)

Context: they're frenemies (with benefits).

3rd person

It was an average day in the Wii, everything was still and quiet. The mii channel music had been shut off for 6 months now, leaving Eteled in silence almost 24/7.

And while it was nice to not have the blaring music repeating over and over again, it always felt just a little too quiet...

That was until the Wii would glitch, at least. Then there would be small crackling like sounds from any textures that would glitch.

Eteled always knew the glitching was Austin's fault, but he never knew what Austin actually did to cause it. Usually, he didn't care too much. But it was days like this when it would get on his nerves.

Days when the whole Wii would completely spaz out, and it would feel like his ears were popping from all the crackling. When even he would glitch, and it would feel like knives tearing at his "skin."

It was days like this he felt like telling Austin to stop whatever he was doing so he could face some peace. And today was the day he would.

Eteled's Pov

My eyes stared up at the ceiling, trying to contain my frustration. But I couldn't help it. Especially since I knew it was Austin's fault it was happening. It always stopped a few minutes before Austin would walk in.

After a good hour of horrific piercing sensations and cracking noises, I lost my temper. I stood up with a sharp huff, storming off down the hallway.

The further I make it towards the Electric chair room, the worse the glitches got. By the time I actually got there, there were more glitches then there was walls. I knew it was gonna hurt like a bitch going in there— I mean, shit. I was already in agony and I hadn't even gone in yet. But I needed this to stop. Now.

I trudge my way in.
"Austin! What the fuck do you think you're playing at?!" My eyes try to decider through the glitches, spotting a figure behind the electric chair. "Austin! Hello?!" I pry.

I turn round to get a good look at him. He was also covers in glitches, and— Jesus, that looked so painful. I was feeling weak from my body glitching, and I had about half the amount he did.

He looked up at me for a moment, staticky tears leaking thickly from his eyes. Without saying anything, he buries his head into his knees, hugging them tightly to his chest.

Oh. Oh.

"Austin....?" I muttered, any and all frustration I once had was now gone.
"G-Get out..." He stammered, trying and failing to sound angry.
"Aussy..." I sat down beside him. "What's wrong...?"

"E-Everything's fucking wrong... My "life" sucks and no one likes me..." He growled through sobs.
"Well, there aren't very many people here to like you, is there?" I chuckled, trying to ease the tension. It didn't work. "But I mean.. I like you. Even if you do piss me off all of the time."

"Bullshit..." He scoffed.
"I'm serious. I like you. Cross my heart." I looked at his glitching, shaking form with empathy. Something I didn't often feel for the man sat beside me. All he did was scoff again and turn his body away from me.

"Please, let me prove it..." I opened my arms, inviting him into an embrace. "C'mere... let me hold you.."
"N-No.. dumbass... I-I'm not s-some pussy bitch that needs being held..." He spits.
"C'monnn. Entertain me, pretty boy. Give this twink a hug." I smiled, keeping my arms open.

He was quiet for a moment, before letting a small, stifled chuckle.
"Mh. Fine.." He turned back towards me, and crawled into my arms.

His touch is agony. Pain erupted from every strand of code within me in which he touched. But I pushed it down. He needed this right now. And from the looks of it, he'd needed it for a long time.

I held him comfortably to my chest, one hand rubbing his back, while the other pats his head.
"See? Was that so hard? And look! Your balls didn't fall off from being vulnerable!" I playfully mocked him. He snivelled and lightly whacked my side.
"Mh.. shut up..." He huffed. "Dork..."

"I'll shut up after you cheer up. Until then, I'm gonna yap your ear off."
"You're acting like me..." He murmured quietly.
"What a tragedy." It was quiet for a moment. "Why... are or- were... you crying..? I know you said about hating your life, but... Is there anything deeper than that..?" I mumbled. I felt him tense up a little beneath me.

"I-I don't wanna answer that..." He sighed.
"Hey. That's okay. You don't owe me that information." I press a kiss into his forehead. He looked all confident, ready to say something sarcastic until I did that.

Now, his face was all red and he was a stammering mess. The glitching starts to calm down.

"Jeez, Aussy. You're acting like I've never kissed you before." I snickered. He huffed dramatically.
"N-Not in this context..."
"Oh, yes. Because kissing you after roughly pounding your pv$$y is so much more tame." Austin almost flinched, and his face got even redder.

"H-Hey-!! No fair-!" He whined, trying to cover my mouth. I laughed at his antics, feeling both amused and almost adoring. "I'm supposed to be the one that teases you about that stuff-!! Not the other way around—!"

"Can't tease me about you being a bottom." I smirked.
"It was one time—!! Every other time I've been on top-!!" He whined like a little baby. It was cute.
"It was twice, actually."
"Same thiinngggg..."

Before we had both even realised it, all the glitching had stopped, and Austin was no longer crying, too flustered and blushy to do so anymore.

"There's that cute face..." I used one of my hands to lift up his face to look at me. "No distortions or tears to cover up your pretty features..."
"S-Shut up..." He whimpered, looking somehow even more flustered.

"Y'know, for an egotistical wanker, you're awfully easy to fluster. It's adorable, really." I smiled. He whined and buried his head deep in my chest.

We stayed like that for a few moments, in a comfortable silence.
"Just so you know, if we bang tonight, I'm absolutely being the top." I smirked to myself. Austin didn't respond for a moment.

"Can you cuddle me after..?" He murmured quietly, embarrassment lacing his voice.
"Of course I can, dumbass. I always offer it anyways, but you're always like 'nooo. I don't need to be held. I'm a big strong man and big strong men don't have feelings or need to be held, so neither do I'." I laughed quietly to myself. "So, yes. I can, and will, if you let me."

I felt soft vibrations coming from him, and it took me a second to realise he was purring. My heart swelled with adoration. Jesus.. even though he was an obnoxious asshole most of the time, he could be so cute...

"My sweet kitty..."