My Diggy Diggy One Shots

Off To Minecon [2]

*There are some. . . implied things in this story fyi*

I wake up to someone shaking my shoulder. I look around slightly dazed.

“Ross?” I turn to the voice to see a man with an amazing beard looking at me.

“Hmph- Wha?” I blink again and realize where I am.

“I need to use the bathroom before we start descending. I need to get through,” I nod and stand up. “Thanks,” He says, brushing up against the front of me. He looks at me and smiles, that creepy smile that I can’t help smiling back at and press my front against his. He raises his eyebrows slightly but doesn’t say anything, a smile still on his face.

He walks down the aisle and I look around, wondering if someone is awake to explain to me what I just did, what just happened.

I sit back down and rub my eyes. I’m just tired, I’m not thinking rationally.

Sjin comes back a few minutes later and sits down, saying nothing to me. I close my eyes and wait for us to start descending.

.'~'.

We exit the airport and catch a cab to our hotel.

Once there we find out that Sjin and I are on a different floor than the rest of the Yogscast. After a minute of fuss, and finding out they are booked solid, we agree it isn’t a big deal, Smith and Trott’s room is directly above ours.

In the elevator, when it is just Trott, Smith, Sjin, and I, Trott whisper-asks if I want to switch rooms with him.

I shake my head. “S’alright, mate. He can’t snore as loud as Smith,” I whisper back, both of us turning to the ginger haired man.

“Wut?” Smith says over the ding of the lift (elevator if you are American).

“Nothin’ Smith.” I say, stepping out of the lift.

Sjin follows me down the hall, and I stop in front of our room.

After we get the door open, we step in to see. . . a simple room. Bathroom to the right, double bed in the middle of the room with a desk and tv. Standard hotel room.

“Sjin?” I say, stepping into the room so he can see.

The door clicks shut and I hear him whisper “Oh. Well, now we don’t have to worry about pushing the beds together,” Sjin says, nudging me.

I shake my head and go sit down on the bed. “Just remember I’m not Sips,” I say.

Sjin comes and sits on the other side of the bed. “What are you implying, Ross?” Sjin asks with a smirk. “As long as you remember you aren’t sleepin’ with Trott and Smith, we should be fine.”

“It’s gonna be a long week,” I mumble to myself.

'.~.'

After settling in and heading over to get some dinner, we head back to our rooms.

“Try to get some sleep tonight, yea?” Smith says.

“Take your own advice, mate. Don’t want you and Trott all tired out for our first day of Minecon,” I say.

Smith puts his arm around Trott. “Sure mate. He might be a bit sore though,”

Trott shrugs Smith’s arm off. “Fuck off, Smith.”

“Aw, what’s wrong Trottie?” The doors slide open and I quickly step out.

“Quick, Sjin. Their lover’s quarrels can get pretty violent,” I say. Sjin quickly steps out and laughs.

The door shuts before I can hear their responses. “Are they really. . .?” Sjin motions with his hands and I laugh.

“Nah, mate. Don’t think so,” They are pretty close though, I say to myself.

“Are you headin’ straight to bed?” I ask, hoping I can get some editing done.

“If you wanna stay up, thats fine.”

After editing and uploading a new Hat Corp episode, I shut my laptop and turn to find Sjin staring at me. The tv is on, playing the news softly.

I stare at him for a second, and feel myself smile. “Are ya gonna stay up for a bit?” I ask, looking away.

I stand up and start for my suitcase. “Yea, uh, how are we gonna do this?”

I stop and turn to Sjin. “Uh. . .” I rub the back of my neck. This is something I have been putting off all day.

“Do you sleep naked, Ross?” Sjin says, the tone of his voice rather suggestive.

“I usually like to sleep with them fully clothed first. . .” I crouch down and put my laptop in my bag.

I stand back up and turn around to find Sjin shirtless. “Oh,”  I breath out, letting my eyes wander.

“Like what ya see, Ross?” I look away and shake my head.

“Eat shit, Sjin.” I can feel the heat spreading across my face.

“Your red face says otherwise,” Sjin says.

“I turned around to find you half naked, it wasn’t something I was expecting. I’m usually the one that’s shirtless.” My face gets even hotter as I realize what I just said. “I need sleep.”

Sjin just laughs. “I can’t let you sleep in your trousers, Mr. Djhdcine3max. It’s illegal over here to sleep in trousers.”

I look at the ceiling and groan. I pull my shirt off and toss it onto my suitcase. Sjin hums and I pretend I didn’t hear that.

“Take your trousers off,” Sjin says, and I shake my head.

I turn around and start to undo my belt. “You better be taking your trousers off.”

“Gonna be hard to keep ‘em on,” I stop what I’m doing. I want to be as far away from him as possible but at the same time I want there to be no room between us.

I turn around and see Sjin sitting on the bed, pulling his trousers off. I do the same, and put it by my other stuff. I walk over to the side of the bed and pull the duvet up.

I sit down, leaning against the headboard as Sjin gets in next to me.

“G’night,”