The Pack One Shots

Staring Contest (Merome)

HEY Y'ALL. I AM YOUR WATER PRINCESS AND I AM BACK!!

I hope y'all like Merome because that is what you're getting today. I know y'all want Baby Packmen but I'm having some serious writer block about it. Any ways. I'm made a new Twitter so if you want it's water_princess8.

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Ship: Merome
Setting: the Florida house
My Requests: it's just fluffy Merome. Have fun with it!!
Warning: nothing. But there won't be a part 2 so don't look for it.

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"MEEEEEIIIIIITTTTTCCCCCHHH," Jerome yelled as he ran down the stairs.

"Recording," Mitch yelled back.

"MEEEEEIIIIIITTTTTCCCCCHHH," Jerome yelled again, walking into Mitch's office.

Mitch cast a quick glare over his shoulder. "Jerome. I'm recording."

Jerome grabbed the mouse from the smaller boys hand and saved and closed the recording software. "There. Now you're not!!" He said with a big smile.

Mitch's face got red in anger and he reached up to hit the SnapBack of his boyfriend's head. "I hate you. I have work to do."

"So? I'm bored. And it's your turn to empty the trash." Jerome ducked the swatting hand.

"Really? You stopped my work to make me do chores?" Mitch said, getting more annoyed.

Jerome flashed a smile at Mitch, which broke the anger. He knew if he used the right smile on his temperamental boyfriend, he could calm the boy down. "Umm. Yea!!" Jerome said, still grinning as he encircled Mitch who was still siting his recording chair.

"I'm not emptying the trash compactor. You do it," Mitch said as he set up his recoding stuff again.

Jerome turned Mitch's chair so it was facing him. Mitch shot him a dirty look, "Biggums. You know how to do it. Let me record and we can do something LATER."

"Nope. It's your turn," Jerome said. "But I'll let you off if you can beat me."

Mitch rolled his eyes, "what game Biggums?"

Jerome had a smirk when he said, "Staring contest. "

"Jerome..." Mitch began.

"Nope. Come on!!!" He said as he picked Mitch up. Mitch squeaked and clutched Jerome's shirt until he was set down on the kitchen counter.

Jerome stood between Mitch's legs and stared intently into Mitch's eyes, "Ready Mitch buddy?"

Mitch blinked rapidly and stared back, happy to get lost in his boyfriend's dark brown eyes. But he had a plan for winning.

Jerome made faces and tried to peck Mitch with his nose to make Mitch blink. Mitch knew Jerome would do this so he continued to stare, but he moved closer.

"Mitch what are you..." Jerome began as Mitch slid his hand up Jerome's sides to Jerome's shoulders.

Mitch pulled Jerome in and kissed him, but he kept his eyes open. Jerome immediately sunk into the kiss, eyes closed and he moved closer. Jerome grabbed Mitch's hips and pulled him to the edge of the counter. Mitch wrapped his legs around Jerome's waist, pulling themselves even closer. Mitch still kept his eyes open.

Mitch smiled into the kiss as he allowed Jerome entrance to his mouth. Jerome flicked his tongue over every tooth and in every corner. They began grinding slightly on each other. Mitch still had his eyes wide open.

When they both were desperate for fresh air, they pulled away from each other. A string of saliva connected them, both breathing hard. Jerome opened his eyes to find Mitch's eyes piercing into his own. "You little cheat!" he said trying not to laugh.

"Alls fair in a starring contest," Mitch said smiling at his indignant boyfriend.

"I hate you."

Mitch tucked his head against Jerome's shoulder. "I love you too, but guess what babe."

Jerome pulled the male closer to him. He really did love Mitch and this was to cute for him to stay mad at him. "What's up?"

Mitch giggled in Jerome's embrace. "You lost."

Jerome groaned and let go of Mitch, who was untangling his legs from Jerome. Jerome pushed himself away from Mitch and ran off.

"Where you going Biggums?" Mitch said, not getting up from his spot on the counter.

"TO GET MY SAFARI HAT!! THIS IS AN ADVENTURE FOR THE AGES!!"

Mitch just laughed and watched as his boyfriend clattered back in to the kitchen with his hat.

Jerome emptied the trash and washed his hands. He walked over to Mitch who was still on the counter. He slid a hand on the boy's face, cupping it and moving it for a kiss. "How about another staring contest?"

"How about you just shut up and kiss me?" Mitch said, throwing his arms around Jerome's neck. 

Jerome smirked, "I can do that." And that he did. He smashed his lips against Mitch. This time both closed their eyes.

Mitch pulled the safari hat of Jerome so he could run his fingers though Jerome's hair, but left of hanging by the strong around Jerome's neck. Jerome hooked Mitch's legs back around his waist and began to grind themselves together.

Mitch suddenly had another idea. He pushed Jerome away. Jerome snapped his eyes open and looked shocked, "babe what's wrong? Is everything ok? Did I hurt you? I'm-"

Mitch hopped of the counter and lent back to kiss his rambling boyfriend. "Nothing's wrong. I have work to do," he said before sauntering away.

"YOU'RE SO DEAD," Jerome yelled before running after Mitch.

Mitch looked behind him and took of running to his office. "NO JEROME. COME ON!!!!" He yelled as he was slung over Jerome's shoulder.

"Put me down you filthy bacca!!!" Mitch yelled.

"Nope."

"Come on. Don't be a jag."

Jerome ignored this comment and carried Mitch out to the pool. Like normal, Mitch wasn't wearing a shirt because he had be recording and only boxers. So he didn't have a phone on him.

Jerome threw Mitch into the pool, pull of his own shirt and jeans and jumped in after him.

"I hate you!!!" Mitch sputtered as he swam to Jerome.

"But I don't know what I'd do with out you," Mitch said as he grabbed the string of the safari hat and pulled Jerome in for a kiss. Jerome smiled and pulled his Benja closer. Both closed their eyes.

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Hope y'all enjoyed this!! I liked it. It's best then my last one. I don't know what I was thinks with that. It doesn't even end properly. Sorry.

I AM YOUR WATER PRINCESS AND I AM OUT. BYYYEEEEE