Banana Bus Bois/Misfits and male reader oneshots

Always start with the Icing

Smii7y x Male!Reader
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As the brunette sat at his desk grading the essay papers, he heard his phone go off. In the descent sized space it sounded louder than it actually was. It startled him a bit, as he wasn't expecting anyone to contact him.
He put the bundle of papers down and picked up his phone. Smii7y read the text carefully.

(Y/N): If you come home tonight wanna grab me like 3 tubes of icing?

He stared at the text, it was very clearly not meant for him. Assuming it's for his girl or boyfriend or maybe his housemate. But Smii7y knew the text was not for him. Yet he decided to respond.

Smitty: I don't think there is any reason for me to go to your house tonight.

He sent the other the text and sitting in a more comfortable position waiting for a reply.
(Y/N) was a quiet, keep to himself student, unless in a group. Then he takes over the role of leader easily. That's why he even had Smii7y's number, because of a presentation.

(Y/N): Omg Prof that was meant for my roommate

Me: I take it your doing some baking?

(Y/N): No I only bake when extremely stressed or happy I am neither.

Smii7y stared at the text wondering if he should really ask why else (Y/N) would want 3 things of icing,

Me: Why else would you need it?

(Y/N): Have you ever heard of depression?

He stared at the text unsure how to react- yet still letting out a bit of laughter.

(Y/N): I've already ate though two tubes, it tastes great with Cheetos.

Smii7y re-read the text again- a few times before shaking his head.

Me: I think that you should stop, I don't know how well your stomach is liking it. Even if your brain is liking it.

He didn't reply for a bit, leaving the teacher to just sit.

(Y/N): At least I'm not a teacher who tells the kids to not party and drink but comes to class high

He stopped when he read it, and honestly knew that (Y/N) was right. The only reason Smii7y was here and not getting high is because he promised to have this done by Tuesday.

Me: Well that's just rude, at least I don't eat my feelings away

(Y/N): Well at least I know how to work the calories off

This is the funniest shit ever, Smii7y decided. This is better than getting high at the moment.
Quickly Smii7y opened another text conversation.
Me: John, I'm having the best experience of my life.
Me: I don't regret becoming a teacher

He switched back to the other chat.
Me: Well I have no idea what to say to that either than wow

(Y/N): That was mean I'm sorry, I think I'm going to bake.

(Y/N): Cupcakes; not weed

Me: That was a low blow
Smii7y smiled at the text and look at his desk again. He still had half of them left to grade. He put his phone down on the desk and grabbed them again.
His phone started to ring when he was on the last paper. Grabbing it he sees the call was coming from John.

"Hello" He said, putting it up by his ear.

"Smitty What was that text? I'm high but I don't think it makes much sense." John said and Smii7y heard someone else in the background.

"Are you still at Cams house?" He asked and john let out a sigh

"Yes I'm still at Cams house, now the text?" He said, voice moving away for a few seconds.