(fang x buster/fangster) bigmouth strikes again

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The next morning Buster once again was suddenly startled by an alarm, this one less pleasant than the last time - now it signified that today they were going home, and tomorrow they return to school.

He anticipated for the alarm to be turned off soon but to no avail, so he finally opened his dull eyes to look around. The phone laid on the opposite side of the bed, to which neither of them really had access to, given that Fang forced him to move onto the very edge of the bed.

"Dude, for the love of god, please turn this shit off.." He begged, looking at the boy lying next to him, their faces apart only by a few centimeters.  "Mmm.." The chinese growled, not even willing to lift his eyelids up.

"It's hurting me dude. Too many stimuli going on at once, I want to kill myself. " He told him, patting him on the head a little, maybe to soothe him, maybe to manipulate him into turning it off.

The boy groaned again, to which he had to quickly think, given that he felt like going insane any given moment now. "If you turn it off you get five more minutes. " He offered, hoping for that damn sound to get interrupted soon. 🙏

"Fine. " The asian agreed, then lazily rolled himself across the mattress to reach the phone. All it required was him to make one simple click, yet he kept resisting for so long.

"Thank you. " He sighed, covering his face with his hands for a second. To his surprise, which frankly he could've expected, Fang scooted very close to him, embracing him across the chest dearly.

"Do you want me to wake you up when I get ready? This way you can sleep for a bit more?" He offered, glancing at him. "Nooooo... Dude, stay, please." The chinese requested, face buried in his chest right now.

"You got nice boobs. Almost like a female. " The blue haired man commented after a second. "So I'm worse than a girl??" He sighed, hinting at irony throughout the tone used.

"No.. You are better, your tits are better too, you know..." The asian told him, again moving around and changing his position, finding a way to still be entangled.

"As if you've ever touched tits. " He chuckled, caressing the guy's back. "I did, trust me.." Fang stated, squeezing him heavily. "Yeah? What was her name? You never told me you had anybody. " He asked, genuinely curious.

"Her name was uhhh.... it was a very beautiful girl, I really liked her, her name reflected her beauty.." The asian explained. "So what was it?" He questioned.

"Okay, but you will never get to imagine her true beauty just based off the name. Her name was Buster.." The blue haired boy told him, his smile sensible.

"Wow, I think I heard about her a thing or two.. Apparently she is super duper smart and sexy and cool and most importantly epic. Oh, her boyfriend is nice too, I guess..." He joked.

"Wait, dude, hold on, circle back for a second, did you have anybody before me??" Fang interrupted their very nice conversation. "Mmm.." He was unsure of what to reply.

"Well, nah, you were kinda my first everything, dude. " He shrugged, looking away. "And proud!!" The long haired man stated, getting up, this time he laid his head on the other's shoulder, but his face was facing up.

"Why are you so touchy today??" He asked, a bit confused to the guy's doings. "Because I like youuuu.." The chinese smiled, fluttering his eyelashes in an overexaggerated manner.

He sighed, remembering that they in fact did not have the whole day. "Man, we need to get up, you always take so long to get anything done, if we spend at least a minute more like this the train will soon leave without us. " He informed him, not so happy with those facts himself.