Swagdoons: ONESHOT STORY

"Do you even love me?"

Ash laid on his bed in his unreasonably luxurious room, on his phone arguing with kids like a bratty teenager, even though he was 23.

He heard a soft knock on the door. "Come in," He said simply, he was in a bit of a good mood today. Let's hope nobody ruins it.

The door slowly opened and in came Reddoons, and he groaned slightly. Redd was his...well it was complicated.

One second they're lovey dovey, well as much as Ash would allow. And the next Ash was yelling at Redd for god knows what.

"Hi, Ash." Redd said, his cocky tone in his voice ringing in his ears like a drill sergeant just yelled at him.

"What do *you* want, Redd?" Ash grumbled, turning his phone off but not caring to look in Redd's way. He continued laying on his back.

"Capital City has been doing well, and all that. But I have a few questions.." Redd had said, his voice getting slightly less cocky but quickly fixing his demeanor.

He could practically hear Redd's smirk, and he hated it. With an ungodly passion. "I don't have all day." Ash said, semi upset but not letting red get to him.

"First of all, do I get paid?" Redd said, slightly less cocky now, but not upset. Just normal, like it used to be when they were actually friends and Ash wasn't as power hungry.

"Isn't being in my vicinity enough of a pay?" He said, finally sitting up with a alluring smirk. Redd hated that smirk, mostly cause the alluring part actually worked.

What Ash hadn't expected was for Redd to get, well, red.

"Whatever. Next question-" Redd said, and as he heard Redd start to ramble, he zoned out. But when his name snapped him back to earth, we was surprised to see Redd was bleeding.

"What happened-?" Ash said quickly, not like he cared. We just just... shocked is all. Yeah, shocked, he doesn't have feelings to Redd, only hatred.

Redd looked down to his side. "Oh yeah, I was also gonna talk about that. Do you have any aid?" He said, so normally it made Ash angry as he reached in the bedside table and pulled out aid and helped Redd.

"I hate you..." Ash said. He knew he didn't mean it. Redd looked into Ash's eyes, the look of distaste in his eyes. And god, did Redd want more.

Now, red wasnt a masochist. Sure, he enjoyed a little pain here and there, but only from Ash. He's head over heels, and hed let Ash do anything to him.

Redd was snapped out of his trance when Ash snapped his fingers infront of him. "Sorry," Redd said, now happy he was a red demon, so the blush wasn't very visible on his face.

"Ash?" Redd asked, nearly drowning in a pool of love when Ash looked at him, still angry, but curious. "What do you want Redd?"

Redd felt like he was about to pass out. The way Ash says his name will forever haunt him, for the need and want of Ash. Something he'll never get, but a man can dream.

A man can dream.

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