Randomness oneshot / short story

Nom.

AN: Had an interactive writing stream again today~

It turned out quite funny-

Randomiser chose the genre fluff ;w; it was kind of hard to think of a plot for this.

WARNINGS: (PLEASE TAKE NOTE I MIGHT MISS SOME WARNINGS)
1. Gay (Pairing: SoraUra a requested ship when I did the stream)
2. This is a fanfiction of real life people, although only using they're avatars.
3. Angst fluff
4. Gore.
5. Cakeverse AU
6. Not edited or proofread

The interactions were left in like before in my angst book ;'D

To those who don't know what Cakeverse AU is, definition is by @/agoddamn on tumblr.

It's kind of like a...spinoff of omegaverse stuff, in that there are genetic assignments. The terms just make it way funnier.

So, people are born normal, forks, or cakes. Cakes have the unique trait of all of their bodily fluids tasting sweet/delicious...but only to forks. Forks, meanwhile, have no sense of taste whatsoever except for (the bodies of) cakes. A cake could go most of their life without realizing they're a cake, unless they happened to make out with a fork. 

Enjoy reading~

(CAKEVERSE AU)

"Soraru-san... please help me..."

Soraru's eyes widened as he heard the brunette's shaky voice over the phone.

How did this happen?

It all started merely five hours ago.

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"Hey Soraru-san, I'm going to go out for a while!" the brunette hollered as he stood before the raven-haired.

"And you're telling me because...?" the older male looked at the brunette with a confused and bored expression. "It's not like I'm your mom, you don't need to tell me every time you go out."

"Well, we were supposed to record today no?" Urata sighed. "Or did you forget?"

Soraru's mouth dropped open and he looked away, embarrassed.

He forgot.

Urata sighed again as he saw the raven-haired's embarrassed expression.

"You are seriously an old man."

"At least I'm not a chibi tsundere!" Soraru retorted with a smirk.

"Shut up, you grumpy old man!" Urata snapped back as he crossed his arms in annoyance.

"You're not even denying it now," Soraru said with a chuckle.

Urata's face reddened and he glared at the raven-haired.

Soraru raised his arms in surrender with a smirk.

"Chibi tsundere~"

"Y-You!" Urata was about to lash out at the raven-haired before he just scoffed and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. "Anyway, do you still want to record later or...?"

"When will you be back?" Soraru asked. "Maybe if it isn't too late we can still record."

"Hopefully not too long." Urata hummed before he checked his phone. "A few hours at least, at least that's what they said."

"They?" Soraru tilted his head in curiosity. "Who's they?"

"Why do you care?" Urata smirked teasingly at the raven-haired. "Is the almighty grumpy old Soraru actually caring for what I do?"