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3rd person P.O.V following Aleks:
He grabbed both plates from the table and placed them in the sink. He turned the water on and started washing the dishes that were now filling the sink.
Suddenly, he felt someone’s gaze on him. Okay, he didn’t feel it, more like he saw it in the reflection of a clean plate. Eddie was staring at him with a mischievous grin and slowly walking towards him. Aleks was confused until he figured it out; Eddie was trying to scare him the same way he had earlier.
Aleks slowly grinned a wicked grin of his own as an idea popped into his head. He slowly put the clean plate down and pretended to reach for another dish until Eddie was directly behind him, ready to frighten. He then rapidly turned around and before he knew it, Eddie’s lips were on his. It wasn’t the plan at all, the plan was just to yell a ‘boo’ loudly enough to scare the other, but little did he know that Sly was a little closer than he looked on the plate. But, this was good too.
After a few seconds, Aleks slowly pulled back. Even though he was really enjoying it, it wasn’t fair to make Eddie kiss him against his will.
“Sorry,” he mumbled awkwardly.
“I… its fine, don’t worry about it.”
After a few moments of unpleasant silence, Aleks scratched the back of his neck, and pointed at the direction of his room.
“Yeah… I’m gonna go edit. Tell me when you want to record Playing Gamez.”
“Uh, yeah, I’ll do that.”
And with that the pale man left the kitchen, and the unfinished dishes, to go work on some Gmod footage.
After a solid two and a half hours, Aleks had managed to upload three videos and finish practically editing all of his material. He decided to take a break and went to the living room to play some good old Mario Kart.
To his surprise, the first thing he saw when he got to the lounge was Eddie sitting on the couch, playing said game, well, mostly yelling at Princess Peach for knocking him out of first place.
“Aw, fuck you!” he yelled as the scoreboard flashed through the screen, showing that Peach had won the championship by one point.
Aleks chuckled at the rage-filled words Eddie yelled as the final cut scene showing Peach taking first place on the podium.
“Hey, mind if I play?”
“Sure, if you help me kick Peach’s ass next race.”
“Deal,” he confirmed, taking a second Wii controller.
After a few games filled with shoving, gloating and stupid complaints and excuses, the doorbell rang.
At first, Aleks was confused by who could be at the door, but when he opened the door and saw the redheaded female figure, he remembered.
“Hi Aleks!”
“Hey,” he said simply.
He walked back into the TV room, leaving Nathalie to close and lock the door. He grabbed the player 1 controller from Eddie’s hands, sat on the floor and started disconnecting the second one.
“What are you doing?” Sly a questioned, completely oblivious to the fact that his girlfriend was at the entrance, probably greeting PuppyChef.
“Your girlfriend’s here,” he replied bluntly, a blank expression on his face as he stared at the TV screen, setting the game back to the single player option.
“Oh.”
Aleks thoughtlessly flipped through the character she could compete as as Nathalie walked into the room, Chef in tow.
“Hey snarfy,” she greeted in her typical baby voice as she sat next to Sly on the couch and kissed his cheeks.
“Hey babe.”
The Russian tried his best to distract himself in the race but kept turning at the last minute and falling off ledges every time he heard either of the voices from the people behind him. In the end, he winded up in second to last place.
“Shit!”
“You okay there, Aleks?” Eddie inquired teasingly with a soft giggle.
“Yeah, I’m,” he took a breath, “I’m just going to go for a walk now.”
“Why?”
“Just need to… clear my mind is all. You can go back to your lovey-dovey stuff; I’ll be out of your hair for a while when I leave.”
“You don’t want me to come with?”
“N-No, trust me, I’m fine.”
“Okay, if you’re sure. Call if you need me to pick you up.”
“’Kay. Bye.”
“Bye Aleks!” Nathalie shouted as Aleks was already at the door.
The brunette just opened the door, standing in the doorway as he took in a breath of fresh air. He walked a few stops before closing the door and heading to his favourite place to think.
And, on the way, while he was recalling these past moments, he got the strangest feeling of déjà-vu.
Deja-vuish, right? Anyways, 930 fucking reads. Thank you so fricking much! I love you all much! <3 I really hope you enjoy this and, again, if you have any ideas you might want me to write for you, go to my ‘One-shots and short stories’ book and comment away <3! Special thank you to my new followers aka: ThePandaMonkey and TheCreaturesAreMyLyf! X3
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