Big Book of Hatsome One Shots

A Little Note For Three (S)

TW: Swearing

Ross turned over in his bed and pulled his pillow over his head in order to try and block out the sound of his alarm. He just wanted to get a couple more hours sleep as he was not a morning person at all. After a minute Ross got sick of the ringing sound and with a grunt, got up and finally turned the damn alarm off. He began to stretch his arms in the air and then leant down to grab a clean pair of jeans off the floor and a shirt before he left his room and headed for the bathroom. After completing his usual morning routines, Ross headed to the kitchen for a quick breakfast before he left. As Ross walked into the kitchen, he spotted a green sticky note on the microwave. He walked toward the microwave with a smile on his face as he knew exactly who the note was from. He picked it up and started to read the messy handwriting.

'To Ross

There are some sweet pancakes in the microwave for my sweet heart.

Xoxo Smith'

Ross' smile grew as he opened the microwave and saw the beautiful stack of pancakes just waiting for him. They smelled amazing and were still warm, Ross must have only missed Smith by about 10 minutes. Ross grabbed the plate and headed to the fridge, where he got out some syrup before going to the small table also located in the kitchen and placing both items down before taking a seat himself. He drizzled way too much syrup on his pancakes and within seconds ate the whole plate. Smith surprisingly was a fantastic cook and his specialty was infact, pancakes. After cleaning up his dishes, Ross pulled a pen and some blue sticky notes out of the junk draw in the kitchen and wrote a note.

'To Smith

Thanks for the sweet pancakes but I would rather have your sweet ass in my bed.

;) Ross'

Ross put the note on the bench before leaving the house to get his chores for the day done.

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Trott had managed to make it home before his flat mates and he was thankful for the peace and quiet. He loved living with Smith and Ross, but every now and then he just needed some quiet time to himself. Honestly though, he just hated seeing Smith and Ross together. No, he didn't hate seeing them together, he hated how he felt whenever he saw them together. He wanted to be happy for his best friends, he really did. But he couldn't help the fact that he had actual deep feelings for them both and that they obviously didn't have the same feelings towards him. Trott sighed and ran his hands through his hair as he made his way towards the kitchen with the intent of getting a cup of tea. On his way he noticed a blue sticky note laying on the kitchen bench and couldn't help but read it.

'To Smith

Thanks for the sweet pancakes but I would rather have your sweet ass in my bed.

;) Ross'

Trott groaned, he just couldn't escape these two. In a moment of frustration, Trott went to the junk draw and got out a pen and some yellow sticky notes and wrote his own message.

'Hey Tawts,

Why don't you save this kinda shit for the bedroom and not on notes ANYONE IN THE FLAT could read.

Signed a very annoyed Walrus'

Trott stuck the note hastily on top of the blue note Ross had left for Smith and made his way fully into the kitchen so he could get himself some goddamn tea.

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Smith walked into the flat with a rose in one hand and a sticky note in the other. He knew Ross would've left him a note in reply to his amazingly cooked breakfast so he had prepared another romantic gesture in the form of a rose. Smith entered the kitchen where he assumed Ross' note would be and was surprised to not only see the usual blue sticky note, but a yellow one half covering the blue one. He picked both up and read them.