Hermitcraft Drabbles

Prompt Generator (Bdoc)

I'm pretty sure this was another late night drabble. Not really proud of it but I figured I'd publish it anyway just because I can. 

 Like any other day, Bdubs was sitting on the couch, his legs over Doc's lap, and was on his laptop while his taller boyfriend watched some documentary. He quickly got bored of checking his work email, so he found himself on Reddit. Scrolling through different subreddits he didn't realize how deep of a dive he went on until he came across a link. Curiosity devouring his thoughts, the freckled brunette opened it and was brought to a simple screen.

"A prompt generator?" he wondered out loud. Doc raised an eyebrow and looked over at him.

"A what now?"

Moving so that he was sitting next to the darker brunette, Bdubs placed his computer on the small wooden table in front of them.

"It's an 'OTP' prompt generator! You put in two names in those little boxes and it generates a story idea," he explained. Leaning forward, Doc scratched his chin.

"So it's for fanfiction," he said with a straight face.

"I mean, yeah pretty much," the shorter male nodded, cracking a smile.

Leaning forward, the tall hybrid smirked as he typed in both his and his boyfriend's name.

"You can't be serious," Bdubs protested, blushing.

"C'mon babe what's the worst that could happen. I mean, aren't you curious what it'll say?" Doc reasoned, already clicking the 'generate' button. There was a moment of silence before the two burst out laughing.

"'Bdubs and Doc are in jail'" the shorter boyfriend read out loud.

"I'm sorry but what would you be arrested for?" the taller brunette asked.

"Being dangerously cute, of course," he smirked.

"Makes sense to me," Doc smiled, kissing his boyfriend's temple.

This time, Bdubs was the one who clicked the button, only to immediately blush and look away. He went to click it again but was surprised when a robotic hand touched his wrist to stop him. The smaller male glances at Doc, who starts laughing again.

"These are too funny," he blushed, shaking his head.

"I think that one is just too inappropriate," Bdubs muttered.

"Are you embarrassed?" Doc teased, leaning over and wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist and resting his head chin on his shoulder.

"No" he huffed, trying to push his roommate's smirking face away.

"I'm a little hurt," he continued to tease. "You're gonna tell me that you wouldn't beg and plead for me to f-"

"Doc!" the smaller brunette squawked and his face flushed.

"Cute," ruffling his boyfriend's hair, the darker brunette pulled away so they could look at more prompts. "Okay but like we actually do this one,"

Feeling curious, Bdubs looked back to the computer, reading,

"'Bdubs letting Doc warm their cold hands under their shirt', yeah, I guess we do,"

The boyfriends kept reading through the different prompts, laughing at how creepily accurate some were. Occasionally there would be one that would make Bdubs' face go red, which would prompt Doc to tease him. Other times the shorter boyfriend would laugh, but the other male would just roll his eyes.

"Ooh, this one isn't that bad of an idea! We could totally go camping sometime!" Bdubs gushed.

"Yeah, that could be fun! And I wouldn't mind sharing a sleeping bag with you," Doc smiled. He had somehow managed to pull his short boyfriend into his lap and wrapped his arms around him again.

"Okay now, this one just says 'Bike AU'. What does that even mean?" the freckled boy laughed, leaning back against the brunette hybrid.

"Geez, I can't remember the last time I rode a bike," the taller brunette realized.

They clicked through a couple more times until they got bored. Eventually, Bdubs leaned forward and closed the tab. Sighing, he realized he should probably get back to doing some work. Smirking, Doc laid down on the couch, pulling him down with him.

"Darling I kinda need to get back to work," the lighter brunette blushed.

"Can't it wait a little longer?" he softly asked. Turning around to face his boyfriend, Bdubs giggled.

"I suppose it can."

Smiling, he gripped the darker brunette's shirt, kissing him. Doc slid a hand under the short male's shirt so he could feel his warm chest. He planted soft kisses all over his freckled boyfriend until he inevitably had to sit up. Opening his laptop again, Bdubs made himself comfy in the hybrid's lap and got back to work.