streaks // garrance texting fanfiction

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"Beautiful?" Laurence calls out as he skips down the stairs hurriedly. They were invited to a party that Aphmau was hosting at her house. However, Laurence could not find his boyfriend. "Baby?" He calls out again, his voice soft and soothing. He gently lifts the curtains up from the window to look outside but there is no blonde Ro'meave to be found. Laurence huffs, frustration visible on his face. His voice grew louder and less soft as he continued to call out for his shortie. "Gorgeous?" Nothing. Laurence looks around curiously, "Baby boy?" Suddenly he stops, stomping his foot on the ground loudly. "GARROTH!"

"What?!" The familiar blonde's voice calls back. The brunette furrows his eyebrows and walks into their shared bathroom and sees his boyfriend seated on the closed toilet. He reaches his hand out for Garroth's, the younger gladly taking it.

They both stand, "Why didn't you answer the first time I called?" The brunette questions and Garroth blushes furiously.

"I like hearing you call me those type of things. I wanted it to last," Garroth giggles and stuffs his face into Laurence's chest which was clothed with an army green button up. The blonde relaxes and concentrates on his boyfriend's fingers and lips, which both were kissing his skin and caressing his back.

"Well, baby, we have to get going. I promise I'll call you anything you want in the car," The older murmurs, beginning to walk out of the bathroom.

Garroth smirks, "Anything?"

"Garroth," Laurence warns with a chuckle and a grin. He walks out of the bathroom and into the living room, taking a seat on the couch as he waits for his boyfriend to get ready. He hears the shower begin to run and groans, flopping backwards onto the couch. Garroth usually took forever in the shower. He knew one hundred percent that they were going to be late. He scrolls through Instagram silently as his mind focuses on the running water that now has been going on for 10 minutes. Suddenly, a familiar ring calls to him, his eyes looking up from his phone and at Garroth's phone which was on the brown coffee table. He sighs and picks it up, beginning to walk back to the bathroom to tell his boyfriend that he had gotten a text, until he comes across a few text messages between Garroth and Zane.

Laurence grins, sighing softly and walking back to the couch. He sits back down into his previous position. His thumb scrolls through Instagram and his mouth stays glued into a smile. After a long wait, the bathroom door clicks and soft footsteps are heard walking through the hallway and into the living room.

"Ahem," Garroth coughs loudly which causes the brunette to look up at him, his cheeks turning a rose red from the view. His face was calm and his mouth was still stuck with a smile. "Hey baby," The blonde whispers, standing in only a towel, which was wrapped around his waist. He crawls onto the couch and straddles Laurence, his hands gripping the older's shoulders. "Do we really have to—"

"Yes, Garroth. We do have to go to this party. And as much as I love it when you bribe me with sex, I'm not dating you for our sex, so it wont always work," Laurence says. Garroth rolls his eyes and growls.

"But I'm tired and I wanna spend time alone with you," He whimpers, resting his head on the older's tan shoulder. He runs his pale hand through the nicely combed brown hair that belonged to his boyfriend.

"Why? If you're tired wouldn't you sleep?" The brunette interrogates curiously. Garroth sends Laurence an annoyed glare before standing up.

"Fine, let me go get dressed."

"Baby, I don't wanna fight with you. I wanna love you and you know that."

"Yeah I know," Garroth sighs and drags himself upstairs. He whines as his feet hit a new step and he eventually lets out an unamused cry once he reaches the top of the stairs.

"Fine! Get in bed! I'll be up there in a moment, darling," Laurence gives in, taking his army green button up off and tossing it on the couch. It leaves him shirtless as he begins to sprint up the stairs, slamming the bedroom door open playfully and jumping onto his boyfriend, who was in their bed with a smirk. The brunette attacks the blonde with kisses and his lips trail down his jawline and neck, to his shoulders and biceps. "Are you naked under here?"

"Maybe."

"You little fucker, getting yourself horny and all," Laurence chuckles, running his hands down his boyfriend's sides. He plants kisses over the boy's chest and eventually down his abs.

"Laurence—"

"I swear to god if you even try to stop me—"

"I was going to tell you to lock the door," The blonde mutters, leaving his boyfriend a blushing and smiling mess. Garroth was usually very strict when it came to sex, for he rarely was ever horny, or even when he was, he would rarely tell Laurence.

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(a/n) HAHAH SUFFER WITH NO SMUT FRENS, LOVE YOUU😂❤️