Bills POV
Pinetree was downstairs playing his stupid game. I honestly could care less about that stuff. I was upstairs laying in bed thinking about what to do to Pinetree to annoy him when an evil smirk crept up onto my face and a lightbulb lit above my head. I got up out of bed and sneaked down the stairs.
I could tell Pinetree was still on his game when I heard a loud raging voice yell, "GOD DAMNIT, THIS IS LITERAL GARBAGE"
He's cute when he's angry.
I walked in and saw him in the same spot as he was 2 hours ago. Sitting in front of the chair, and not on it for a reason I do not know. He had controller in hand and some snacks in front of him. The tv was the only light in the room, because all the curtains were closed and the lights were off, the only one on being the hallway light from where I was standing. His hair was very fluffy, tangled most likely. His forehead and birthmark visible with his hair some what slicked back.
I walked in and plopped myself beside him. Pinetree not taking his eyes off his game for a single second. His eyebrows were furrowed and he had a straight face.
I was too focused on Pinetrees face that I didn't realize he died and threw the controller a few feet in front of him. I smirked looking at him. His head in his hands and his legs brought up to his chest.
A few minutes had passed and he finished his melt down and grabbed the controller again.
He was in the middle of a good streak from not dying, so I decided to go through with the plan now.
I reached my hand slowly onto his upper thigh, receiving a slight twitch from the sudden contact. I eased my lips onto his neck gently kissing some spots along his neck and jaw line, some landing around the collar of his shirt. I received slight groans here and there but never a single look. I was slightly annoyed with the deprivation of attention so I crept my hand farther up onto his crotch. He groaned and jolted his head towards me.
"Bill, I am very salty, so I am not in the mood at the moment."
"But Piiiiiinnnneeettreeeeee, I'm booorrreeeeedddd"
He giggled a bit from my actions.
"You've got a left hand"
I gasped being fake insulted.
"Why would I need my hand when I have a perfectly good tree right here?" I reply
"Bill, how about I play this game today, and you make a to-do list of stuff I have to do with you tomorrow?"
My eyes sparkled after hearing him say that. I could choose what we get to do, with no hesitation! Me! I get to choose!
~Later that night~
I finished the list, folding it up I put it in my pocket for tonight to show Pinetree at dinner.
He was still in the living room playing his game, while I was making dinner. The oven timer went off, signaling the food was done so I set it all on the table. Sitting in the chair I called for Pinetree that dinner was ready.
In response I heard a groan and foot steps coming toward the kitchen/ dining room.
In walked a very tired looking Pinetree, with his hair everywhere, his shirt stained from possibly sweat and food crumbs. He sits across from me and smiles a half smile, looking almost dead inside.
"Have you made your list corn chip?" He giggles and looks at the food.
"Indeed I have, my little PineTree."
I took out the list from my pocket and slid it across the table, eyes glued to PineTree. He looked down at the paper and un folded it. His face changed from happy to confused then to happy again.
"Bill, what is this?"
"It's my to do list" I shrug and tilt my head to the side, much like a dog would.
"This literally just has my name on it Bill, an I missing something here?"
"It's what I want to do tomorrow" I smirk
He looks down at it and then back to me and his eyes widen slightly and his face turns a shade of red I have seen many times before.
"Oh... oh my"
