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by fiftyshadesofray

by fiftyshadesofray

Dylan. 3:00 pm

Anton sat beside me on the couch with a guitar in his arms as he strummed some notes. He kept on strumming but his playing didn't sound that good even though he was a great guitarist. He started singing a random song that no one on earth had heard before.

"La da de la da de, I'm singing because I'm an amazing singer!" He screeched as he played one last note.

I looked up from my phone and scrunched up my nose. Nudging him gently as he closed his eyes in his mind 'taking a musical moment'.

"Shut up, Anton." I chuckled, putting my phone down and looking over at him. He opened his eyes and grinned then looking back at me.

"Xbox?" He asked with a cheery voice.

After about two hours of playing some zombie game I had never really tried (wait that's a lie, I had but I don't remember) we stopped and turned on the tv. Anton went over into the kitchen as I followed along to get some drinks.

"So, seen any cute girls lately?" He asked, taking out a flat bag of popcorn and putting it into the microwave and fiddling with the buttons. I opened the top cabinet and took out two glasses for the both of us. I shook my head, lie.

"No, not really. I mean I have but I don't think I'll see any of them again." I answered. I walked over to the fridge and took out a milk carton. Stopping and opened the top part and drinking right out of it.

"Gross, that's my fridge and my milk cartons." He said unamusingly, giving me a look of unsatisfied. I chuckled with a shrug.

"We're cousins, family. What's yours is mine." I smirked pouring some milk into both the glasses. Anton rolled his eyes and took out the hot popcorn, making a hissing noise as he took it out.

"What's mine, is mine." He picked up his glass and took a sip of milk, then heading into the livingroom. Boy it was good to be back home.

| It's obvious Dylan and Anton are the real otp xD kidding, sorry for being inactive but I updated now so yeet