Sokeefe Oneshots

Get a Room?

Requested.

Wait why do I have 3k reads what the FRICTION guys. 🥳🎂🎉

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When Dex said "get a room," is this what he meant? Did he actually build them a room?

If not, then...

How the heck did this happen?

Sophie pounded on the door, desperate. Why does she have to be trapped in here with Keefe, of all people.

Why not Fitz?

The idea filled her with a fluttery feeling.

Sophie glanced at Keefe, who smirked like he knew exactly what she was thinking.

She blushed madly and looked away.

"Hey Foster, any avail?" Keefe leaned back from his place laying on the couch, where he had been watching Sophie pound on the door. Until her telltale mood shift, that is.

Sophie, still madly blushing, snapped back, "you know the answer to that exactly."

She crossed her arms.

Keefe made a face.

They continued this silent battle until Keefe fell off the couch while trying to be a contortionist.

That's when Sophie remembered they were locked in a room together.

"Who locked us in here??!!!" Sophie started pacing around the room, frantically trying to come up with a plan.

"I did," a booming voice said from the ceiling.

Sophie's head whipped up at the ceiling while Keefe let out an unmanly shriek.

"Who are you and what do you want? Are you a part of the Neverseen? Are you here to kill us? How did--"

"Shush, my child," spoke the voice. "A reader has requested for you two to be locked in a room. Therefore I have locked you into a room. Until you two figure it out, that is."

"Figure what out?" Sophie asked. "Keefe? What does she mean?"

Keefe blushed like he knew EXACTLY what they were supposed to figure out.

Sophie looked at the tomato boy suspiciously.

"Keefe," spoke the voice, "I'm not letting you two out until you confess. Ta ta, you two! ~ ❤️. Smile! -Spider-Keefe."

"Eh?" Sophie scratched her head. "What's that supposed to mean?"

She turned to look at Keefe, whose head looked like it was about to spontaneously combust. He ran to the wall and started to repeatedly slam his head into it.

Sophie, after some effort, managed to pull him away.

"What did she mean, Keefe?"

Again, Keefe tried to hard-nope out of that one, but Sophie grabbed him by the ear and yanked him back on to the couch.

"Tell me."

"Hard pass."

"What do you need to confess?" Sophie narrowed her eyes at the hawt boi, and suddenly gasped. "Have you been a spy for the Neverseen this whole time? Is that it?"

"No!!!!! I would never, Sophie."

"Wow, use of first name noted. Well then, what is it?"

"No." Keefe looked away, a faint blush appearing.