Don't pop the pimple! | Shoey One-Shot Request

After filming the wrestle and tickle videos, Shane and Joey both cleaned the room up a little. Joey fixed his bed and grabbed his vlogging camera. He sat down onto the bed next to Shane and talked about how he once stabbed his sister's hand with a pen.

"Stop bullying thoo." Shane jokingly said.

"She, was the bully!" he defended himself and continued talking.

Shane was staring at Joey for quite a while now, he wanted to do something but was in doubt.

"I don't know if I should.." he thought to himself.

"Can I do something really personal to you right now?" he asked with a serious face, making Joey's heart skip a beat.

"What is he about to do?" Joey thought.

"Ok.." he awnsered shyly.

"There is this tiny pimple on the back of your neck... and my favorite thing in the world is to pop people's pimples." he pointed to his neck.

Joey felt a little relieved to hear that, yet speechless of what to say so he thought for a while because he didn't really want to vlog it.

"Ewww!" he couldn't think of anything else, it kinda grossed him out a little too.

"Lisa always has a price like that I can pop her back pimples if I take the trash out." Shane said smiling.

"That's.. disgusting!"

Shane got on his knees and slowly reached for Joey's neck.

"No!" he shifted away.

"Please? Do it for the vlog!" he smiled cutely.

Joey jumped up from the bed, he didn't want his pimple to get popped, but he secretly didn't mind Shane touching him.

"You know I know this couple that pops eachothers pimples-" Shane got cut off.

"Ok, we're done!" Joey said pointed his vlogging camera on him and spoke to his viewers. He stopped recording and put his camera aside.

"Rude and disrespectful~" Shane imitated his voice.

"UHH?!"

"Now that you stopped vlogging, can I pop it now?"

"Shane.. just leave it." he actually became nervous, normally Shane would talk about other things after vlogging. Why was he still on this subject?

"Come here." Shane said softly and grabbed his hand to make him sit down infront of him, in between his legs. Joey's back was almost touching his chest.

"Shane, don't pop it!" he whined and covered his neck to where the pimple is suppose to be and looked at Shane, he was nervous and thought it was gross and emberassing.

"Calm down now, it's only going to take a second." Shane's voice was low and calm, almost whispering and close to his ear, as if he did it unpurpose.

Joey frowned when he felt Shane slightly squeezing his shoulders, as if he was giving him a massage. It suddenly became too quiet now.

"What are you doing?"

Shane didn't awnser back and continued what he was doing. Whatever Shane was about to do, he'd let him. He wanted to know what he feels for him anyways, this was the only opportunity. He closed his eyes and let Shane massage him.

"Is this actually happening?" he thought to himself and smiled a little.

[Shane's pov]

I couldn't resist, I think I know what I want. I can't just stop now because he seems to like it. This seems the only opportunity to know what he feels for me.