Do It For GBomb ~GBomb FanFic~

Sick Minds.

Graser's POV

        H had put my tears over the edge, but I was going to cry anyway.

        The next morning, I woke before H. But I didn't go and make breakfast. I just had an urge to go..Read fanfictions. Normaly I would have Tweeted out that I was going to read one, but I know people would have wanted me to record, and I was just not in the mood. I looked like skit, and It was early, so my voice was crap. I flopped down on the couch and pulled up the Wattpad app on my iPhone. I had downloaded it a long time ago, because I had planned on recording some fan fictions. But never got to it. I searched 'The Cube Member fanfics'. So many storys came up. At least three of everyship. I scrolled threw. Not nessisarily looking for a 'GBomb' one. Kiani, Kiani, DevonDoesTomahawk, GraGra..? "What the hell is 'GraGra'?" I said to my self outloud, but quietly. I clicked on it. Reading in my head, it read;

        I pressed my lips to him. Tasting his tongue...Amazing. I ran a hand up his shirt. His body was cold. I planned on making it warm...

        Unzipping his pants, I looked into his eyes. "Grape...Relax. This will be a fun ride for you, too." "I know. I'm excited, honestly. Now get to it, Graser!" 

        I stopped reading once I saw my name. GraGra. Grape and Graser. How did I not think of that? A shiver went though my body. I was just about to read a stpry where I had sex with Grape. I mean, he's a good looking guy, but I did not have feelings liek that for him. My only feelings like that were for H. I needed to get that thought, of my and Grape, from my head. So I pulled up the next story I came accross. A GBomb one. Perfect.

H's POV

        I woke with a long yawn. Looking to my left, were Graser had fallen asleep last night, I saw he wasn't there. I didn't worry. After last night, I know he wouldn't leave. I just layed there for a bit. I was only in my boxers under the covers. I'm sure Graser got dressed. Glancing at the floor, there was nothing there but my clothes. So yup. He was dressed. I wonder if he left..? I sat up in the bed and stretched. Just as my phone beeped. "Hmm?" Picking it up, I saw it was Twitter. 

        Just read a #GBomb fanfic xD Wuts wrong w/ ur minds, biznatches?? @HBomb94

        Graser just...What? I started laughing under my breath. I placed my phone back on the nightstand and went into the livingroom. Graser lay flopped on the couch, phone infront of his face. "What did you say you where reading?" I said, hands on my hips. "Fanfictions." "And what makes there minds wrong?" "Come look!" He said, patting the side of the couch. I walked over and layed next to him. "Reeeeead. This! This part here." He pointed to the second paragraph, then handed me the phone. 

        I carried Graser to the bathroom. I hope the people we came here to eat with wouldn't notice we left. I placed him down on the sink counted, then checked the stalls. No one was here. Good. I then procided to lock the bathroom door. "We all alone?" Graser asked. "Yup." I said, then wildly ripped off his pants. I gripped his hard member tightly. I pulled hard, it was still behind the fabric of his boxers. He spread his legs, and grabbed my hair. Finally he came, and his boxers were wet. Then I ripped them off and began to-

        I stopped reading. I tossed his phone back at him. "What the fuck?" I giggled as he wiggled his eyebrows at me. "Wanna recreate this fanfic..?" He asked. I knew he was joking. "Nope. To rough and gross for me." He nodded. "Same, honestly. Pants are to come off slowly. Not roughly. Just inagine ifthe ziper was stuck-" "I don't want to imagine that." He giggled too. "Then don't. I'm not going too." "That was the first time you used Twitter in a long time, Graser. Many fangirls are going crazy." "Yah. I hadn't planned on Tweeting, but I thought it would get you to come in here and read it, too." "You're an idiot." He smiled widely. "I know." He kissed me lightly. "I love you." I said. "I love you too."