The Yogscast affair

Runaway Christmas.

"How long are we gonna have to hide in here Kim?" Hannah whispered, squirming around in the small room.

"Untill Duncan walks past!"

The two crouched quietly inside of the cleaning closet, a mop bonking Kim on the head.

"Shush kim! You make so much noise he'll think we're bonking!" Hannah laughed, quickly covering Kim's mouth before she went into hysterics, almost smacking her.

"Not a bad idea I suppose." Kim winked, giggling with her mouth closed.

"Excuse me Kimothy? Trott was right!" Hannah laughed.

"Ha ha! About what?" She smiled.

"Freakin' randy Richards!"

The girls burst out laughing, their stomachs beginning to ache from laughter.

"Hannah?"

"Yes Kim?" Hannah answered, trying to contain any further laughter.

"I like bonking."

Hannah laughed again and complained about her stomach.

"Wha-what?!" She chuckled, moving around in the small space.

"I also like you."

Hannah became silent. "Joking, right?"

Kim squeezed herself next to Hannah and gazed into her eyes. The two stood there for a period of time, their gazes locked. Without warning, Hannah kissed her lips slowly. Kim pulled away, blushing and smiling.
She's doing the work for me! I knew Hannah was gonna be easy! Kim thought.

"No, Wait, Kim... what would Lewis say if he knew we did that? And Duncan?"

"Don't worry. He'd understand."

"What do you mea-"

Kim cut her off by kissing her again, her body pressed against Hannah's.

About quarter of an hour passed of the two embracing in the closet, both of them flushed bright crimson.

Without warning, Hannah pulled away.

"Is something wrong Han?" Kim looked concerned as she looked at her lips.

"Kim, Duncan!" Hannah strained her throat to whisper.

"Oh my god! He's still waiting isn't he!"

The two quickly adjusted their attire and gingerly opened the door.

They stepped out, their faces still red. They saw him through the window, slumped in his chair, tears painted his face as he clutched his mug of egnog. Kim slowly opened the door.

"Oh Duncan." She knelt in fron of him, looking up his face. His stared at his lap, his blonde hair covering his features. Kim stayed there for a second, staring.

"Duncan? Are you alright pal?" Hannah asked, concerned as she she put her hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way Duncan." Kim stared down at her feet.

Duncan looked up. "F-find out what?" He croaked, his voice crackly and wheezy.

"That I killed Charlie." Her voice trailed off as she took several steps back.

"What?!" Duncan bellowed, enraged as he shot his horrified gaze at Kim.

"You read the E-Mail didn't you! I couldn't keep it a secret any longer so I sent it to you! It said to only read it if you trust me. Right?"

Silence filled the room, only Duncan's heavy breathing could be heard. He breathed faster and clenched his fists.

"Kim." Hannah put her back to the doorframe.

"Y-yes Hannah?" She said, panicked.

"Run."