Stickers- Zanvis

Chapter 75- Aww shit fam

I love putting shells up my ass

Travis's POV

Well isn't this just a kick you in the nuts-rip out your eyes- feed your insides to the birds fantastic? Blaze better get away from my hubby or I'll rip him apart and throw his limbs into the ocean. First Gene wanted Zane and now Blaze?! Why does my husband have to be so damn hot? I sit there patiently waiting for Blaze and Zane to stop talking, maybe I'm over thinking things and he isn't flirting with him.

"Are you two done? We have somewhere to be" I interrupt. Zane nods and Blaze sighs, I take Zane by the hand and drag him away, we don't need anyone ruining our date. They recently opened up a new museum, ice skating ring, and other things in the mall and just all over the town so we're going to check it out. Zane opens the door to the museum and we are greeted with a large chandelier made out of stained glass hanging above us. We pay for our entrance and start walking around looking at everything.

"Heheh, it's a penis" I whisper pointing at a sculpture that had a nude man sitting on something.

Zane looks and smirks "Would you look at that, it's bigger than yours"

"Wait what?" He chuckles and moves on to the next sculpture.

"Zane you are kidding right? Right?!"

"Why do you think I top?"

"Okay Zane your making me feel self conscious about my dick..."

"I'm kidding dumbass, your dick is fine"

"Just fine?!"

"Don't start..." he punches my arm and walks off, I run behind him and we enter a new section. After all that walking I get tired and we leave. As we're walking past the mall I look through a window and see a art shop that wasn't there before.

"Zane can we go in there?"he looks over and nods.

"Sure why not" I skip in there and I just start grabbing a bunch of shit. Paint, paper, brushes, everything that seems interesting to me I got.

"Your going to make us go broke" Zane complains when we get out of the store.

"Oh come on it wasn't much"

"Travis all of this was at least 200 dollars"

"Well then, I'm using all of these anyways so we're good!"

"What are you even going to do?"

"A painting of you!"

"No offense but I don't trust your artistic abilities"

"Have a little faith in me"

"Hmm, nope"

"Oh come on I'd like to see you do better"

"Fine then its settled, it's a competition, the person who does the best painting gets to do whatever they want with the other person. We'll get my brother to judge"

"That's fine by me" since I'm competitive Im going all out on this and kicking his fine looking butt. We arrive home and get to work, I set the canvas on a table in the living room and start. Okay he isn't to complicated, he covers like a half of his fucking face so it's good. Poor black paint...

Zane's POV

I set my canvas down on the bed, I don't care if I get paint on it or not, I'm cleaning it later anyways. What did Garroth teach me again? What did I see him doing? As we were growing up I've always liked to look at him draw, it just mesmerizes me, maybe I can take a few things I've observed and draw a huge rat cause that's what he is, or a Trashcan, trashvis. (Trashvis was a thing I got from my Instagram comment section)I sit there pondering to myself, is he trashvis or Ratvis?

Travis's POV

This isn't too complicated, his color scheme is just black, grey, and the occasional white and the blue of his eye. I have his hair down and face and half of his body, all I need now is his facial features... I can't. Oh Irene I'm going to mess this up, I wonder how Zane is doing. I sneak upstairs and look through a small crack in the door. He's calmly sitting down painting away with a lot of paint on his face. He seems to be enjoying himself, cocky bitch. I go back downstairs and look at my work, aww shit.

Zane's POV

And I'm done! That didn't take long, I set the canvas aside to dry as I grab my phone to text Garroth.

Zane- Garroth I need a favor

Garroth- Sure, what do you need baby brother?

Zane- one is to not call me baby brother and the second thing is I need you to come over and judge something for us.

Garroth- Can I bring Laurence?

Zane- no he sucks

Garroth-pleasssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Zane- fine, as long as he doesn't touch or breathe on me.

Garroth- yay! Be over in 5

I sigh and head downstairs, I can see Travis rushing with some paint on his butt, not gonna ask.

"How's it going?" I ask, he turns around and smiles.

"Great! Now go away!" I roll my eyes and look back at the very profound paint stain on his butt... must grab. The doorbell rings before I can grab that sweet ass, I can see a glimpse of blond hair... ugh. I let them in and sit them down. Travis is still doing his painting so I decide to explain.

"So basically you two are judging our paintings--"

"Why did you two decide to paint?"

"Cause we passed an art store and Travis got all excited and got a load of shit so I challenged him to a art challenge where we have to paint each other" as soon as I say that Travis finishes and I go to get mine. We lay they down and they look at it without saying a word.

Garroth grabs mine and nods "accurate" it was a painting of Ratvis, Travis and a rat.

"Wait you made me into a furry?!" Travis exclaims as he sees what I've done.

"Not really, I just fused you with your true form"

He rolls his eyes and leans against me.

"So?" Travis interrupts. "Who do you pick?"

"Travis" they both say in union. Wow fuck you then.

"Zane you know what that means~" Travis wiggles his eyebrows, I don't like this...

"Well we will leave you two to it then..." Garroth and Laurence both leave us alone. Travis pushes me up against the wall and comes extremely close placing his hand on my waist. He places his face close to my ear and I can hear him slightly chuckle.

"Zane I'm going to do so many things to you~"

This is getting me a bit excited, maybe Travis winning isn't so bad after all. He grabs my chin and roughly kisses me as he put his hand up my sweater.

"Haven't seen you this flustered in a while my little cupcake~"

"Shut up you asparagus" he smirks and unbuckled my belt.

"Your going to strip down for me~-" he stays silent for a while.... and?!

"And wear a cat onesie I bought!" He gets all excited and goofy running up the stairs and into the room. What the actual fuck... thanks for leaving me and my boner to hanging around. I roll my eyes and follow him upstairs, he already had the onesie layer out on the bed. It was a baby blue with dashes of pink and white. I don't want to do this... I put it on and Travis squeals like the pig he is.

"YOU LOOK SO CUTE!" He yells. I hate this so much...

Sorry for not updating again, just school got into the way and I'm still in progress of that other Zanvis book. I need to figure out where it's going and finish writing those five chapters before publishing.