Words / a Zanvis story /

Narrator

Travis open the door to see Zane standing their awkwardly. Travis Smiled Brightly at the shy boy, "Hey Zane! Come on in!"

Zane nodded and came inside. "So what do you want to do?" Travis asked, Zane stared at him in confusion.

"You said we would do whatever
You want, remember?" Travis stared at the emo, waiting for a reply.

"Oh. Uh, right." Zane paused. What did he even have planned?

He already has forgotten.

"Do you, um. Have any video games?" Zane asked shyly.

Travis paused, Zane liked video games?
Apparently he took to long to respond.

"It's uh, okay if you dont, we could watch Netflix I, I guess." Zane stuttered.

"No no, we can do both! I have Netflix and Mario kart, is that fine with you?" Travis asked.

Zane nodded.

So they played Mario kart deluxe.

And Zane won first place every single time.

"Dude! How are you so good?" Travis huffed after losing in third again.

"I uh, play against the AI alone a lot." Zane said shyly as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Your like crazy good!" Travis cheered.

Zane giggled a soft laugh.

Travis wanted to hold that laugh and protect it and put it on loop and fall asleep with it. Okay maybe a bit too far.

"How about some Netflix now? I can grab some pizza from the fridge." Travis stated as Zane nodded in agreement.

Zane was quietly waiting for Travis to return when he heard a scream.

He ran in, concerned he saw Travis looking at the pizza.

"What's wrong with it?" Zane asked staring at it.

"What's wrong with it? Zane it's a Hawaiian pizza!" Travis cried dramatically.

"So?" Zane raised a brow.

"Oh my Irene you like pineapple pizza." Travis gasped at his realization.

"I don't have to eat it if you think it's weird or something, I mean uh, you uh, ordered it so I um, I mean, we could have some popcorn and stuff I guess." Zane rambled.

Travis smiled at the rambling mess in front of him.

He patted him on the head.

"It's fine, we can have pineapple pizza and popcorn. I did order it after all, I mean, technically my dad ordered it but I'll eat it." Travis comforted.

"You don't have to treat me like a child." Zane mumbled.

"Hey uh, how do you eat with a mask on anyway?" Travis asked.

Zane paused looking for an answer "I just uh, kinda do it mindlessly?"

They moved to the couch.

"Ah I see, what do you wanna watch?" Travis asked.

"Uh.. I uh.." Zane stuttered.

"We can watch anything you want." Travis stated.

"Can we uh, w-watch m-my l-li-little ho-horsies?" Zane asked shyly before quickly blurting, "don't get the wrong idea! I-I- I have a friend who forces me to watch it and I'm behind on it! Sh-she'll kill me if I d-don't watch it!"