Simon's POV
"No! Dan and Phil are obviously better then Shane!" I say, pouting at Josh.
"No! Shane makes series! Plus Dan hasn't posted in like years!" He says, crossing his arms.
"Actually its only been 7 months." I pout. "Exactly! Shane is better" He says, smirking at me.
"I hate you" i frown. "Oh come on babe. You don't hate me" He says, pulling me into a hug.
I push him away and turn around. "I love you Sii" He says, wrapping his arms around me.
"I love you too" I frown, twisting around and hugging him back.
"But I'm still mad at you," I say, running off giggling.
"Simon!!" He yells, laughing and running after me.
-Time Skip-
I walk out of our room, seeing Josh making us lunch.
"Morning Prince." He says, eyes flicking over to me. "Morning Joshy" I smirk, sticking my tongue out of my mouth.
"Oh babe com'on." My boyfriend says, seeing the shiny silver in my mouth.
"Really?? I didn't mean to make you that upset" He pouts, wishing the silver to be out of my mouth and off my body.
My boyfriend, Josh, is a vampire, meaning he can't touch silver or it'll burn him.
We had gotten into a fight about who is a better youtuber, Shane Dawson or Dan and Phil.
Obviously Dan and Phil but he thought otherwise.
"I swear I was only stating my opinion." He says, moving closer to me a bit.
"I'll think about it. But I'm still mad at you." I say, only taking off my rings and earrings, everything but my tongue piercing.
"What are we having for dinner tonight love?" Josh asking, winding his fingers with mine. "Italian" I smirk, knowing he can't have garlic also.
"I hate you! Really babe!" He whines, letting go of my hand and crossing his arms.
"No love, of course not. I'm not trying to kill you. We're just gonna have some pizza or something. No garlic." I smile, holding his cheek softly in my hand.
"Good." He pouts, melting into me. "You're so cute Joshy" I smile, rubbing his cheek. "I know i am" He said, flashing his sharp teeth.
I move away, slipping the sliver back on. "Simon! Noo" He whines, noticing.
"Yes Joshy. Not until you are truly sorry" I say, getting up and going to the kitchen. "I am sorry!" He pleads.
"Nuh-uh mister. I know you aren't." I say, pouring a glass of vodka and mixing it with coke. "Hm. Pour me some please" He says, grabbing another glass.
I do as he asks and i pour him a glass of vodka. "When will you take the silver off?" He says, trying to get as close as he could.
"Hmm, maybe tomorrow? Or day after? Or next week" I say, playing around with him. "Simon Nooo," He says.
"We'll see. Be nice and maybe it'll come off sooner" i wink, walking out and sipping my vodka.
