Minizerk One-shots

Imagine. I.

I wanted to write something longer, but I'm so ill that I can't even think properly.

I wrote this yesterday, like a little drabble, but I think I might start a little imagine series in here.

Enjoy 🙃

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"Jooosh. I... Nghhh. Can't..."
Grating of a chair could be heard from outside of Simon's room. Repeatedly squeaking as the blonde made incoherent sounds with his mouth.

"Give it to me!  For fuck's sakes.. Its so tightly..Ah. Almost done. Just one final..."

Ethan and Vik were standing outside of the room listening to this, ready to burst the door open with closed eyes.

They had been standing there for a while now, since they've heard weird sounds coming out of the room. Firstly it was like something was slamming into a wall, like a bedstead, like people were having sex on it.  When it'd stopped they've heard some talking then this.

"What the fuck is happening?" Ethan whispered covering Vik's ears with both of his hands.

"Apparently they're recording. I mean that's what this sign says right here." Vik pointed at the paper that was sellotaped to the door.

"What?  A fucking porno?" Ethan whisper-shouted with his hand already on the door handle. "I don't care, I'm going in."

"Yes Josh! Simon shouted at the same time as Ethan literally fell through the door.

"What the f-?" Ethan stopped mid-sentence at the sight which was in front of him.

Simon was casually sitting on his gaming chair looking at Ethan with a raised eyebrow as Josh sat next to him in an other chair with a jar of pickles in his hand.

"You two were...? What?" Ethan managed to get it out after dusting himself off and getting up from the floor.

"Simon couldn't open this thing so I helped him out. We're playing punishment Fifa." Josh stated placing the jar on the table and stopping the camera.

"Oh. Makes sense." Ethan mumbled slowly backing away from them." A-and before that?"

"I asked Josh to help me build that table." Simon pointed towards a small coffee table which was standing in front of his sofa with a couple of tools, including a hammer, laid on it.

"I... Well. I'm just gonna...Byee!" Ethan ran out of the room with full speed his head redder than a tomato. "Vik, they were fucking playing carpenters then opened a a jar of pickles!

Back in the room Simon shook his head and chuckled." God this was close."

"Yeah, I know. Nice one with the table." Josh giggled caressing his cheek.

"Imagine if they'd came in fifteen minutes ago..."