Ship: Detch
POV: Sketch's
"Heyyy, sketch", Denis says, coming from down the stairs. "Oh, hey Denis!", I say," What are you doing up this late? You usually are asleep at this time." "I should ask you the same", he says. I roll my eyes.
"Hey! I'm known for staying up late, especially since I will tweet at 1 in the morning", I say," Heck, even my followers want me to go to sleep." "Oh? Who said I wanted you to sleep?", he asks, smirking a little. He sits down on the couch next to me.
"Eh, I was about to go to sleep anyways", I say. "Wait! Before you do, I just wanted to tell you something", he says. "What?", I ask. "I-...I love you, Elijah. And I want you to be mine?", he says, blushing.
"E-excuse me?", I ask. He sighs. "I said-", I cut him off. "I know but...why me?", I ask. "What do you mean?", he asks," I love you. There's just...everything about toy that makes me love you." "But-" he cuts me off.
I feel his warm, soft lips on mine. "So, Is this a yes?", he asks. I look into his eyes, and nod, oblivious as to what just happened.
He smiles and starts heading back upstairs. "Well, goodnight!", he says, going all the way up. "Uh huh...", I say.
I grab my blanket and lay down on the couch.
"I saw that...", a voice says," Cuties." I jump to see Sub behind me. "G-go away!", I stutter. He giggles and grabs a cup of milk, heading upstairs.
I close my eyes and doze off to sleep, thinking about my new boyfriend.
