Les Twins One Shots (Request taken!!!)

Great Friends (R)

And there I sat, awkwardly on my friend Laurent's couch not knowing what to do with myself.

He was nice enough to invite me to his big house party for him and his brother's birthday. I'm not exactly the party goer due to my slight social anxiety.

I could hear Larry, Laurent's identical twin yelling from somewhere in this large house filled with so much body heat I feel like air is limited. He was yelling lyrics to whatever song played through the loud speakers. I could tell it was his brother and not him from the way he pronounced the words, and lyrics he was yelling were different from the song.

I couldn't tell you were Laurent was though. Probably somewhere telling someone not to knock something down or don't touch that.

I was honestly ready to just leave, so I decided to grab my clutch and find a cup of some wine to go. I only lived a few blocks away so it was a easy walk.

On my way to the kitchen, the towering Afro boy stood over me.

"Where are you going?" He asked, yelling over the pounding bass.

"Home." I told him, patting his chest. He looked sad and began to push me into a small room that happened to be not to far away from where we were standing.

"Why? Please stay, belle." He begged. I assumed he was slightly intoxicated by his slight swaying and movement.

I wasn't unhappy I was just bored and exhausted. I didn't feel like it would make a difference if I stayed or left anyway. This wasn't for me any I'm not getting any attention from the only two people I know at this house full of basics and fuckboys.

"I just wanna go home. Tell Larry I said see him later." I began to walk out as I pulled down my body con dress but he stopped me in my path abruptly.

"Can.. uhh" He began to ponder, looking me up and down, making him appear more sober. In which he was, after I realized I could smell no alcohol in his breath as he slightly bent over. "Sleepover? Can you sleepover please? We could have some quality time. Just us, and maybe my brother too if you don't care."

I couldn't help but smile at the gesture. "I guess."

He quickly took me into a hug. "Yay!" He pulled away from the hug and just smiled at me. "Just go up to my room, the party will be over in the next 15 minutes."

And then he left. I made my way up the stairs, slithering through people who were in my way,or bumping shoulders if necessary.

I opened his door, to his fairly large room, decorated with very subtle hints of blue and gray all around. It had a very relaxing vibe, and I dig that. I kicked off my shoes and placed them near the door.

I laid out on his bed that smelt of his musk. I didn't care, I loved his smell at it made me feel at ease. Slowly I began to close my eyes.

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"Psst. Hey wake up. I'm not tired so neither are you," The familiar French accent whispered into my ear. I jolt up, looking around trying to remember where I had end up taking a nap.

"Lau, hey sorry. I needed a nap." I rubbed my eyes slightly. "Time?"

Laurent pulled out his phone to gaze at the screen for a second. "1:34 am. Did you have a good nap?"

I nod, running my hands through my hair slightly. During my nap I must've gotten really comfortable and submerged myself in his blankets. "Oh, sorry. I messed up your bed.." I trailed off looking at the twisted blankets.

"It's fine.  Are you awake enough to do anything or do you want to go back to sleep? I didn't want to interrupt your beauty rest." He sudden looked worried.