This will by a y/n no gender specified story
Hey yall, soz for dipping for..... like 5.5 years xD I'm backk n probs here for a while! Enjoy the show
It was late, you were in bed, tucked next to your spouse. It was your second week off work at the smosh office. That didn't deter you randomly getting bombarded with messages, texts and voicemails from your friendly coworkers, all excitably asking about your trip and how you and your partner, Cj, were going on your vacation to Canada.
Quite frankly it has been horrible, you'd never disagreed with a person more in your life let alone have so much distaste in them.
It was like you two fell out of love years ago but kept haphazardly clutching onto whatever desperate strand of your marriage you can, despite neither of you wanting to.
You awoke to your phone buzzing. Reading the time it said 2:32am. Not wanting to wake your spouse and deal with another argument, you snatched your phone up and hurried to the living room. A few grumbles of "could have your phone on silent" from your partner, which you chose to ignore as you exited the room.
Hastily answering the phone, you're greeted w a familiar voice.
"Y/N!" She shouts into the phone.
"Gah- what, what?" You shout back, fumbling as you made your way to the couch in the dark, the faint gleam of your laptops' apple symbol being your only guiding light.
"Can you FaceTime me? I'm legit just noticing this- I'm freaking out"
"Courtney. It's 2:30 am. Are you drunk?"
"I only had a couple but seriously I'm panicking. Please?"
A few moments of you glancing around the room, you let out a sigh, reaching for your laptop and dragging it into your lap. You quickly hang up on Courtney, opening your laptop and FaceTiming your nutcase of a friend.
Upon answering the call, you're met with a disheveled looking Courtney, hand in her thick, wavy blond hair as she stared into the screen.
"I'm here. What's so terrifying you decide to wake me up at 2:30?" You groggily groan.
"Okay, don't be disgusted-" she huffed, quickly sliding her top off, you felt the burn in your cheeks as you saw her frame, tho it wasn't that different as her being in your bathing suit, the alluring scene of her figure hidden by little more than her arm clasping against her breasts, it made you feel a way that brought you shame. You've always loved her; what's not to like, she's sweet, kind and funny. Not to mention radiantly beautiful, tho you'd always just been her best friend and seeing her taste in men, it seemed it would never change. But this was different, she had been indecent before but not like this.
"Do you see it?" She mumbled, holding her breast up, showing her silky pale rib cage.
"Uh. What" you said, a little flustered.
"Here" she pointed at a small mole a top her second last rib.
Blushing you stare at the freckle she's always had. "Yes. It's a mole"
"I swear I've never seen this before in my life. And I should know, I've had this body since I was born" she exclaimed
"I assure you, you did not look like that when you were born." You retort, her entire figure slumping into frame with a giggle.
"Y/N. Are you hitting on me?" She smirked, you rubbed your eyes, pinching the bridge of your nose.
"I swear, I'm not.." you lied.
She giggled, her eyes glancing from off screen back to you.
"I should've known." She shrugged. "You're very faithful to those you love." She huffed. "Cj is very lucky.."
