HollyWood Undead /9Lives || OneShots

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A/N: please throw some requests @ me

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"Joorel" Aron called out to his friend as he glanced around lazily, never too keen on looking for things but Charlie insisted that he should be the one to grab Jorel so they could finally leave the house. The thought made him groan, seeing as he seemed to do about everything for the group, all of them were big babies.
"Jorel! C'mon dude i don' have time for this shit!" The Russian called out angrily as he headed up the stairs, his mood being a bit cranky as he knocked on Jorel's door a few times, sighing out when he got no response after waiting for quite for some time.

Aron decided he was too impatient to wait for the other males response after waiting and calling out for so long, opening the door with his brows burrowed. He felt himself instsntly calm down when he noticed that Jorel wasnt even awake at the moment. He would've been mad but he couldn't seem to get it out seeing him laying there so peacefully. He sighed in defeat, moving over to the bed and gently shaking his shoulder.
"Hey, wake up. We gotta go. The others are-" he got interrupted, yelping as he was pulled down onto the bed with the other male who opened his eyes with a smile.
"Shut up already, i heard you, you big ol' pussy boy" the Italian teased as aron flashed him a glare "hey! I'm no pussy!" He instantly snapped back at the other, though unable to help but relax into the soft comforter that Jorel wrapped them both up in.

"Yeah yeah sure" Jorel chuckled as he held onto his friend's waist. "Just shut up and stay home with me, they'll eventaully just get tired of waiting and leave anyway" he chuckled as he rubbed circles in the Russians side with his thumbs, managing to get him to stop being so tense. "I guess so" aron sighed out in reply, resting his head against the shared pillow as he focused on jorels hands that seemed to go up his shirt.
"You need some meat you skinny fuck, i can feel your ribs and its disgusting" Jorel chuckled as Arons face heated up "I guess so huh? But you love it" he found himself smiling as he grabbed Jorel's shoulder. The other male hovering over him whilst staring into his eyes in silence, other than both of their low breathing. Usually this would seem as awkward, seeing as Aron easily felt antsy and anxious in situations like these but he seemed more relaxed than anything.

Aron took the risk and leant all the way forward, connecting his lips to jorels as he waited impatiently for the other to have some sort of reaction, feeling worried as he was left hanging until Jorel finally had decided to kiss him back before pulling away with a chuckle. "You're a needy bitch arnt you? You just had to kiss me, nerd" he stuck his tounge out at the older, making him glare.

"Hey! You liked it" "maybe so"