Newsies Short Stories

Sprace- Small

A/N- so I've watched newsies so many times in the past 3 days but how does Ben Tyler Cook dance with a cigar in his mouth????????

Race, Jack, Davey, Elmer, Albert, Les and a bunch of other Newsies were sat in the lodging house. Race was currently waiting for Spot to come and get him for their date.

"Ise mean, small things are way more vicious. It's because their anger has less space to be bottled up in." Jack explained, Davey sat underneath him rolling his eyes.

"Ridiculous, give me one of example of this." Elmer said.

"Spiders." Crutchie smiled.

"Jelly fish." Albert said trying to do an impression.

"Octopus." Les suggested.

"Spot." Race smirked.

None of the newsies responded to what Race. Instead they were staring behind him. Race turned around and saw Spot.

"Speak of the devil." Race said standing up. "See ya later dudes."

The two walked to Brooklyn bridge hand in hand. They didn't need no fancy dates, just each other and a hiding spot.

"Youse calling me small then." Spot said.

"Yes Ise is. Ise mean look at ya" Race smirked.

"If anyone's small it's youse." Spot said with a wink.

Race rolled his eyes. "Youse weren't saying that yesterday. Youse were quite enjoying yourself."

Spot laughed. He brought Race close to him. Race climbed into his lap as he always did. Spot like being in charge. Spot put his hands behind Races waist and kissed him roughly. Races hands were behind Spots neck.

Spot may be small and have a lot of anger but he also had a lot of passion for Race. That's all he needed in life was Race. Without Race, Spot would not be himself.

A/N- imagine if I wrote a Smut between these two 😂😂