Do You Believe Me Now? (Danti Smut)

Fuck off..

Antisepticeye sat comfortably on his black leather couch positioned in front of his TV, his legs crossed and arms in his lap when they could. A big heavy blanket was wrapped around him on all sides as the snow from the outside window poured heavily. Even with a black sweater and sweatpants on plus the heater Anti was still cold. The coldness didn't bother him as much since he was distracted by playing a game on the living room TV. One of the first releases of the fairly old console, so it required lots of motion control. Just as Anti was about to defeat the main boss a knock on his door was heard. "Just a minute!" He yelled at the door, flinging his remote at the appropriate times. He was too distracted to even consider why the hell someone would be out in what was basically a blizzard.

Another knock was heard but this time louder. "I said fucking hold on!!" Anti shouted his fangs showing out of anger. It was the last knock that made Anti pause the game, throw his blanket off of him and go get the door. He swung it open in a fit of easily made rage. He was suddenly met with a huge wave of freezing wind, making his sharp teeth chatter. He immediately pulled his sweater up to cover his face from the cold, he finally acknowledged who was knocking so loud and it did not make him happy. It was Darkiplier, his arch-nemesis. He was wearing a black overcoat that reached past his knees with a red sweater underneath and a grey scarf cover his mouth. He also had some fuzzy ear muffs. His black hair that covered his left eye was covered in snow as well we're his clothes. "What the fuck are you doing here?! Get the fuck inside, I don't want to be anymore cold." Anti ordered as he gestured Dark to come inside.

Dark simply nodded as he walked in, dragging the snow on his boots in. Anti rolled his eyes with a sigh knowing he'd have to clean that later. Anti slammed the door shut then stared at Dark, tapping his foot up and down impatiently. Darkiplier and Antisepticeye have had quite the rivalry for about four years now, being two extremely popular demons in the ego world. Dark was calm and reserved but still posed a serious threat, with his power and manipulative skills. Anti was crazy and boisterous, posing a threat with his seeming lack of care for others and power. Opposites in personalities but identical with the amount of power each other had. Clearly as they've known each other for years they've grown to have particular feelings towards each other. Unfortunately for Anti, he had grown to catch feelings for Dark but he knows he'll never get to be with him. Not for the fact that they have reputations to uphold but because of Darks past. Dark is known to manipulate others feelings to get them to do his bidding, he's a heart breaker so to speak. He'll do every romantic thing in the book and it won't mean a thing, Anti couldn't go through that.

Dark looked around Antis house, darkish walls with wooden floors to match. His first sights were the living room then to his right the kitchen then to the other side was a hallway leading to different rooms and what not. Anti stared at him blankly before sighing as he walked to his couch. "No one goes out in the snow for nothing, what do you want?" He asked clearly annoyed. He sat on his couches arm rest grabbing the controller and saving his game before going to the home screen. While he was doing this, Dark was brushing off all the snow he had on him. He took off his scarf and overcoat, hanging them on a nearby hanger. "Did I forget to check the mail and you sent me a note to meet you somewhere? Look man can you stop with the fucking notes, we have cell phones for a reason." As if on cue Anti pulled out his phone and laid down on his couch, his legs resting on the arm rest. "The notes are more classy than some text message." Dark finally spoke, soft and deep. He walked over to Antis couch, placing his hand on the top of the couch. He loomed over Anti, his grey skin and red and blue eyes being shadowed from the light above him. Anti stopped tapping on his phone to look up at Dark. He really was handsome but the tension Dark was building made Anti feel weirded out, and that was pretty hard to do. "Fucking spit it out already, someone forget to fill your joints with oil today?" Anti gently kicked Dark in the stomach. He smirked as he let out a soft laugh. "Get it? Cause you're like a tinman, heh I'm funny." He mostly said the last part to himself before getting back on his phone.