"Imagine Person A of your OTP on a ladder, decorating and Person B keeps telling them to fix things so they can keep staring at their ass."
Edge was getting annoyed with how picky Lancer was being. How many more things was he going to be asked to fix before he could get off the fucking ladder?
It suddenly made sense. Lancer was holding the ladder, so his view...
"LANCER YOU MOTHERFUCKER!"
"Owwww! Edge what the hell?"
"STOP STARING AT MY ASS!"
"I always stare at your ass though!"
Edge slapped him again.
Lancer stuck his tongue out and let go of the ladder, causing Edge to fall.
On top of him.
Edge landed sitting on Lancer's face, much to the blond's delight.
"Hot."
"LANCER!"
"OWWW!"
Edge storms away, leaving Lancer crying on the floor and clutching his balls.
I LOVE THIS SONG
The Girl Who Sells Misfortune
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A Book Of Bullshit I Make Instead Of Sleeping Oops
De Todoyeah so daily writing prompts or exercises because why the fuck not join me if you want because i found some interesting ones mine are all gonna be some Lencesty shit it gonn be gr8 i tend to write these on Archive at 1 or 2 am it's kind of a proble...
