Yogscast One Shots

{Hatsome} Movie Night

"So what are we doing tonight?" I asked munching on my burrito. "Dunno, you have any ideas Ross?" Smith replied and continued to flick through his phone.

"MOVIE NIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!" My tall friend roared, jumping into the room holding a cd. "Sure thing, what are we watching?" Smith looked up from his phone. "Meh, just some random horror film I found." He said inspecting the cd. I froze. I didn't like horror films, they gave me the heebie jeebies. "Awesome I'll get it set up, Ross your in charge of popcorn." Smith declared and headed over to the TV stand. "Guys I don't like horror films..." "None sense! You'll be fine!" Ross casually brushed my remark off like it was nothing. "Mate seriously..." "Stop trying Trott, it's too late." Smith yelled from his spot in front of the TV. I sighed and went to get blankets. 

30 minutes later we were sat in front of the TV, the movie howling in front of us. Ross to my right was staring avidly at the screen while Smith to my left kept laughing at inappropriate moments and yelling at the characters for doing stupid shit. I sat halfway under a blanket eyes wide. The psychopath jumped out with a chainsaw and I yelped and hid under the blanket, shaking. 

"You alright mate?" Ross asked looking down at me concerned. "Aww is little Trotty scared? C'mere you." Smith said putting his familiar arms around my waist pulling me closer. "Hey, don't leave me out you little fucks!" Ross complained, clambering over to us and squeezing between Smith and the couch, pressing up against him. "Can we turn the movie off?" I asked hopefully. "Nah mate background noise." Smith replied as Ross wrapped his legs around him so the ginger was sitting in his lap.  Ross lazily began to kiss at his neck affectionately as Smith played with my hair. I smiled and closed my eyes "That feels good." "Bet it's not aAaass g-good as th-this f-feels-fuck..." I glanced up at Smith's moan. Ross had got ALOT more affectionate in his love-bites. "Oy! Don't leave me out all cold!" I pouted. "Wouldn't dream of it mate." Ross said smiling slyly as I clambered farther up Smith's tall frame. Ross gave me a look and I understood exactly what was going on. I gave him and evil grin in return and began to trace along the veins in Smith's neck slowly as Ross bit at the other side. "F-Fuck you guys." "Mmm that can happen..." Ross purred against his neck. Smith pushed us off playfully. "No, we are watching the fucking movie now sit your horny asses back down, and stop teasing me." "Stupid cock-blocking murderer." I mutter at the TV. "I heard that." Smith replied and pulled me into his embrace again. Ross lay against Smith's side as I continued to reside in his lap with my fear-blanket. "Your a sissy Trott." Smith whined. "A pretty fuckin hot sissy." I added. "But still a sissy all the same." "Shut up you dicks, your interrupting the movie." Ross said as he playfully wacked at us. I could get used to movie nights....

Author's Note: I almost wrote Smut. Don't even know how that happened but when it's the mad hatters anything can go down I guess. This is a lot dirtier than most of my fanfics but Hatfilms is pretty fuckin dirty so it makes sense. Some of the things they say man *shakes head knowingly* anyway hope you enjoyed this rare Smexy fic. Love you my sugars! ~AvatheBulldog