Aschton Ruckh x Moto Moto

the first night

     It was a dark, stormy night and Aschton was walking home all by himself. Hands in his pockets, he kept his head down against the rain. Soon, he heard a car pull up. "Need a ride?" Asked a deep voice coming from inside the car. Aschton looked over, shrugging. "Yeah, kind of. But.." He trailed off. As always, he remembered stranger danger. "How can I trust you?" Aschton asked cautiously. The words hung in the air with tension, and the man shrugged, though it wasn't visible. "I'll guess you'll have to see. Hop in. Where do you live?" Aschton sighed. There was nothing else to lose, he thought to himself. Alas, who would notice if he simply went missing? He opened the door and got in the passenger side of the car. "315 West Montebello street." He muttered, crossing his arms, being the moody teenager he was. "My name is Moto Moto." Said the big male in the car. He.. was a big, chunky, hunk of a hippo, and Aschton found himself instantly attracted to him. This guy was.. simply put, just his type.

     Aschton looked at Moto Moto as he began driving in the right direction, which he was pleasantly surprised about. "Sounds familiar.. Dunno from where." Aschton commented, halfway through the drive. He couldn't place it, but.. oddly enough, he trusted this guy. Maybe it was the himbo energy. "Yeah," Moto Moto said, nodding, a hint of a smirk on his face. "Yeah, it does."

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     Soon enough, they had arrived at Aschton's house, Moto Moto pulling in the driveway. "Thank you.." Aschton mumbled, about to get out of the car before Moto Moto stopped him. "Here." He scribbled his phone number on a piece of paper with his big, meaty hands. "Text me." He winked suggestively. Aschton flushed and pocketed the note, then got out. "Thanks for the ride, Moto Moto." He said, face flushed as he lett himself in his house, locking the door behind him.  Moto Moto drove away, back to his own place, to relax for the rest of the day.

     About two hours later, Aschton texted the number he was given. 'Moto×2?' Was the message he sent. Nice and quirky, exactly how Aschton was. Moto Moto responded quickly, his face lighting up with excitement. 'What was your name again?' The hippo sent, watching his phone for a response. Aschton was definitely surprised at the quick reply, so he left Moto Moto on read for a few hours. 'Aschton Ruckh.' He responded after what seemed like ages. 'Aschton.. I see. Let me know if you ever need a ride home. I got you.' The hippo sent, having waited for a response for hours now. Aschton read the message, and sent a quick goodnight, before staying up until 3 am doing hell knows what. This was simply the very beginning of their relationship.