That Awkward Magic one-shots

Halloween party

Ship: Aaron x Ansel x Evan
Type: Fluff
Pov: Evan

A/N: wow, this one is really long (Over 5'000 words!) And it's mostly just cute moments without an actual plot but I enjoyed writing it so I don't really care tbh. I hope people like it, but I mostly just wrote this for me.

"Do I have to wear this?" I asked, gesturing to the cat ear headband my boyfriends had made me wear. "It looks stupid."
"Aw, I think it looks cute," Ansel said. He was wearing a witch outfit, which was a little strange since he was already a witch, but I didn't say anything about it. Especially since he looked so cute in it. Way cuter than my stupid cat ears.
"Yeah, and you do have to wear it. Now sit still so I can do your face paint," Aaron instructed me. His voice sounded a little weird through his fake vampire fangs, but he looked really handsome in his gothic suit and cape. The three of us were at Aaron's apartment getting ready for his cousin Allison's Halloween party.
"I don't understand why I need whiskers too. Aren't the ears enough?" I complained.
"You should just be happy we didn't get you a tail," Ansel teased, giggling.
"Oh god no-"
They both laughed at me, but they were so cute I didn't mind.
"Hey, I think I'm allowed to not want to be a cat!" I defended, but at this point I couldn't hold back laughs of my own.
"Oh come on, we all know you'd be an adorable cat," Aaron said. "Right, Ansel?"
"Mhm! And he's got the personality already."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well you have to admit, cats have a certain attitude that can be very similar to yours at times," Aaron pointed out as he did my eyeliner.
"I don't see what you mean, but whatever. I also don't see why we have to go to this party, anyway. Can't we just stay here and watch scary movies together?"
"I think you just proved his point about the cat thing," Ansel said. "And we already agreed to go, we can't just stay home now."
"It'll be fun. And we can watch scary movies after it's over, you two are already planning to stay here overnight after all," Aaron said.
"Ugh, fine." I reluctantly agreed. "But I'm holding you to that, and there better be cuddles and snacks!"
"Of course, I couldn't imagine it without them."
"I hope the movies aren't too scary, though," Ansel said nervously while fidgeting with the bottom of his skirt.
"Don't worry, Ans. If you get scared I'll protect you," I offered.
"And we won't watch anything you're uncomfortable with," Aaron added as he finished my makeup and face paint, holding up a mirror for me to see. Like I expected the drawn on whiskers were pretty silly looking, but the eyeliner was on fleek. I had no idea how Aaron was so good at makeup, but I wasn't complaining.
"Thanks, you two," Ansel said.
"No problem," Aaron replied as he put down the mirror and stood up from the couch where we were sitting.
"Yeah, we'd do anything for our little cinnamon roll," I told him.
"Aah, I-I told you to stop calling me that-" Ansel blushed and tried to hide his face with his hands.
I laughed a little. "Sorry. You're just so cute when you're flustered I couldn't help myself."
He blushed harder. "I'm n-not cute..."
"Come on, we're gonna be late. And Ansel you are cute this isn't up for discussion," Aaron said.
"But I-" he started.
"He said it wasn't up for discussion, cutie~" I said in my most attractive voice. I was purposely trying to make him blush now. It worked, his face was as red as a strawberry and he was a stuttering mess.
"Evan, I think he's hyperventilating," Aaron warned. "Ansel, sweetie, are you okay?"
"Y-yeah... Um, just g-give me a minute," he replied between gasps.
As Ansel tried to calm himself, I stood up to give him some space and walked over to Aaron. "He's no fun, I barely even flirted with him and he almost died," I complained, only half-serious.
"He just gets overwhelmed sometimes. Why don't you flirt with me instead?" He suggested.
"Okay. Hmm.." I tried to think of something vampire-related because of his costume, but I couldn't come up with anything good so I just went with, "If you were a real vampire I wouldn't eat garlic. Because your well-being is more important to me than garlic bread. And that's saying a lot."
He laughed. "Wow, you'd be willing to give up garlic bread for me? How romantic."
"I tried, okay? Flirting with a vampire isn't easy."
"If you say so." As Aaron was talking Ansel walked up to us, clearly calmer now.
"Sorry about that," he said.
"Oh, no, I'm the one who should be sorry," I told him. "It was my fault after all."
"Okay... then I'll accept your apology on one condition."
"And what would that be?"
He pulled me into a hug and nuzzled my cheek. "This."
"Well, I would have hugged you anyway. It didn't have to be a condition, silly," I said affectionately as I hugged him back.
"You two are so adorable," Aaron commented.
I looked up at him over Ansel's shoulder. "Come over here then. I wanna hug you too, you know."
He moved closer to us, and I wrapped one arm around him while keeping the other one around Ansel.
The three of us held each other for a few moments before Aaron asked, "Are you ready to go now?"
'Oh yeah, the party,' I thought. I had somehow managed to forget about it for a few minutes. I sighed. "Yeah, I'm ready, I guess. How about you, Ansel?"
"I'm ready too."
With that, we let go of each other and headed for the door, then walked through the hallways before getting to Aaron's car.
The drive was mostly uneventful. When we arrived at Allison's house I got out of the car and then opened the door for Ansel, while Aaron joined us from the other side of the car. We walked up to the house together, looking at all the Halloween decorations; inflatable ghosts and fake gravestones in the front yard, garlands made of paper bats hanging from the fence and the outside of the house, and a few of those ridiculously inaccurate plastic animal skeletons near the door. Like seriously, even I know that spiders actually have exoskeletons and cats don't have bones in their ears.
"Wow, Allison went all out for this, huh?" Ansel commented.
"She always does," Aaron replied.
"Why? Doesn't she have better things to do?" I asked him.
"I guess not. Planning parties is fun for her, though."
"I don't see how someone could have fun with that," I muttered.
Before Aaron could respond, we got to the porch and Allison came out of the house to greet us.
"Hey, guys! I saw you three from the window so I thought I'd come say hi," she said cheerfully. She was dressed as some sort of demon, with bat wings, devil horns, dark makeup, and a short red skirt.
"Hi, Allison," Ansel said.
"Hm, I see you're in your true form tonight," I remarked.
"What's that supposed to mean!?" Alli exclaimed.
"Evan, don't be rude," Aaron said. I rolled my eyes but didn't make any more sarcastic comments. "Sorry about him. It's nice to see you, though."
"It's nice to see you too. Even though your boyfriend decided to be mean." She muttered the last part under her breath, but I still heard it. I glared at her and she glared back.
"Haha, well, it was nice talking to you but we should probably go inside now," Ansel nervously interjected.
"Of course, come in." Allison broke eye contact with me to look at him, her anger was momentarily forgotten. She walked to the door, held it open, and motioned for us to come inside.
Aaron was the first to go in. "Thank you," he said as he passed his cousin.
"No problem!"
Ansel and I were next. He stayed close behind me as we went through the door, and he looked a little anxious about how many people were there. I grabbed his hand and held it reassuringly.
"Hey, it'll be okay. Just stay close to me or Aaron and don't get drunk this time," I told him.
"Okay..." he said uneasily.
I gave him a hug before I realized that Allison was watching us with that excited look in her eyes. 'Oh come on, does she have to ship us right now?' I thought as I glared at her. Then I had an idea. 'Actually, maybe I'll give her what she wants this time...'
I would have picked Ansel since he was the one she was shipping with me just now, but I didn't want to make him even more uncomfortable than he already was. Instead, I went over to Aaron and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"What are you-"
I cut him off by kissing him. He was surprised at first, but then kissed me back and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer. His lips were soft and his embrace was warm, just like always, but that's not the only reason why I did it. I wanted to show Allison that I'm in charge. Sure it's her party and her house, but I get to choose when she ships me with someone and who with. If I don't want her watching my supposed to be private moment with Ansel, I'll just kiss Aaron and have her watch that instead. After another few moments, he pulled away and looked at me.
"What was that for? We're in public, you know."
"I know." I looked at Allison, who was fangirling even more than she was before, and Ansel, who looked surprised and confused, but also like he had enjoyed the sight just as much she had. There were also a few other people staring at us, but I didn't care what they thought. "Your cousin was watching us, so I thought I'd give her what she wanted."
"So you kissed me as fanservice for Allison..?"
"No, I kissed you to show her that I'm in control here and I get to choose when she ships me with someone," I told him.
"Why are you like this?" he asked.
"Oh come on, You know you like it."
He blushed a little. "Well, y-yeah."
'Yes! I made him blush! It's way harder to get him to blush than it is with Ansel, but that just makes it even more rewarding.'
"You're so cute when you blush," I said.
"I-I'm blushing?"
"Mhm~"
"Are you sure?" Aaron asked.
"Yeah, but I can get a second opinion. Ansel, come over here," I said, turning my attention to my other boyfriend, who was still standing near the door, a little ways away from us.
He walked up to us. "Why did you just randomly kiss Aaron..?"
"Never mind that. We need your opinion on something."
"What is it?"
"I really don't think this is necessary," Aaron said, still blushing.
I chose to ignore him. "Well, we all know that you're the expert on blushing, Ansel. So do you think Aaron is blushing right now?"
He blushed even more than Aaron had. "W-w-what? I-I'm not the expert on blushing! I
d-don't blush that much!" he stuttered.
"You're literally blushing right now."
"I'm not!"
"Oh great, now both of you won't admit that you're blushing."
"Because I'm not!" both of them said at the same time.
I laughed a little. "Okay, if you won't admit it, I'll just have to make you blush even more until you do."
"Wait, what're you gonna do?" Aaron asked.
"You'll see~"
I decided to go with Ansel first since it'd be way easier with him. I stepped closer to him and touched his cheek with one hand and wrapped an arm around his waist. I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "Hey, Ansel~"
"I- Um, h-hi, Evan.."
I moved my head back a little to see his face. He was somehow blushing even more than before. "Admit it, or else~"
"O-or else what?"
"I'm not sure exactly, but you know I know how to make you blush, and you also know I don't give up easily."
"We're in public though-"
I caressed his cheek and gave him a short kiss. "Do I look like I care?"
"O-okay, fine! I'm blushing! L-like a lot-"
"Yes! Finally." I gave him a quick hug before letting go of him and turning to Aaron, who was watching us. "You're next~"
"Is this really necessary?" he asked.
"I don't know, are you gonna admit it?"
He sighed. "Yeah, fine. I'm blushing. Are you happy now?"
"You gave up that easily? But I wanted to flirt with you-"
"Can't you do that when we don't have an audience?" he said, reminding me of Allison. I looked toward where she had been standing, and thankfully she had left to go bother someone else. I looked back at Aaron and scowling at him.
"Can we just hug instead?" he suggested.
"Fine," I sighed. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. I hugged him back.
"Hey, guys!" I suddenly heard from behind me. I looked and saw that it was Jason. He was wrapped in toilet paper. I assumed he was supposed to be a mummy, but I didn't understand why he had a doll that was also wrapped in toilet paper.
"Um, hi, Jason," Ansel said. He had been standing near us trying to become a little less flustered. It looked like it had more or less worked. It seemed like he was just constantly in gay panic mode, but at least he had learned to control it enough to actually function around me and Aaron most of the time.
"Hey, dude. What's with the doll?" I asked Jason as I let go of Aaron.
"Yes! Someone finally asked! Now I can explain my genius pun!" Jason said.
"Oh no-"
"You see, I'm a mummy, and I'm a mommy!" he held up the doll. "This is my mummy son."
"But you're a guy, shouldn't you be a mummy dad?" I asked.
"That wouldn't work with my pun. And you should know that puns are more important than gender roles, Evan."
"Oh yeah, how could I forget last Halloween?"
"What happened Halloween?" Aaron asked.
"Oh! Let me tell him," Jason said.
"Go for it, dude," I responded.
"Okay, so you know how the girl from Beauty and The Beast was named Belle? Well, I wore a dress that looked like hers but I attached tacos made of felt to it. So I was Taco Belle! Like the restaurant."
"So you're willing to wear a dress and attach fake tacos to yourself for a pun?" Aaron questioned him.
"Anything is worth it for the puns, man."
"Really?" Ansel broke in. "It took me so much courage just to wear this skirt with my costume today, and you wore a full-on ball gown with tacos stuck to it?" He wasn't lying, he had needed a lot of encouragement and reassurance from me and Aaron to wear it, even though he had already wanted to. I was slightly mad at gender stereotypes for making my boyfriend think he wasn't allowed to wear clothes he liked.
"Yes, I did. And I don't regret it. I like your costume, by the way," Jason commented.
"Oh, um, thanks..."
"No problem! Hey, you guys wanna get some food? There's a snack table over there." He pointed to where it was, but I couldn't see it through the crowd of people.
"Yeah, sure," I said.
"Cool. Follow me, then." He started walking in the direction he had pointed, and I trailed behind him.
I looked over my shoulder, and saw that Ansel looked nervous about all the people again since we were actually going into the crowd now. Aaron was comforting him, and held his hand when they started walking. I thought about how jealous I would've been if I saw that last year. Now I was just slightly concerned about Ansel, while also thinking about how cute the two of them were together. I winced a little when I remembered the time I stalked Ansel and then almost hit Aaron with a lamp. I had already apologized to them about that dozens of times, but I still felt guilty about it.
When we got to the snack table, we saw Allison there, restocking the sugar cookies.
"Hey, Alli!" Jason called.
"Oh, hey guys! Here, take some of these cookies." She handed each of us a sugar cookie before we could respond. They were all shaped like different Halloween things. Mine was a pumpkin. I took a bite of it.
"Mmm, these are really good, Allison. Did you bake them?" I asked.
"Nah, I just got them from the store. I'm glad you like them, though!" She said.
"Hey, mine kinda looks like you, Evan!" Ansel said, holding up a cat-shaped cookie with black frosting.
"Only because you made me wear this stupid costume!" I reminded him.
"I like it," Jason remarked through a mouthful of cookie.
"I like it too! You look like a cute little kitty," Allison commented.
"Excuse me? Only my boyfriends are allowed to say stuff like that to me," I said jokingly, pretending to be offended.
"What about me?" Jason asked.
"Okay, Jason and my boyfriends. But not you, Alli." I took another bite of my cookie.
"What about my mummy sons?" Jason asked before she could respond, holding up the doll wrapped in toilet paper and the half eaten mummy-shaped cookie Allison had just given him.
"No, Jason. Your mummy sons are not allowed to call me cute."
"Aw, man."
"Oh come on, I know you don't mind," Allison said.
"Haha, yeah, I was just kidding. Also, I'm sorry if I offended you earlier. I guess I was just grumpy and I took it out on you."
"It's okay. I could kind of tell to be honest."
I looked over and saw Ansel and Aaron talking to each other a little ways away. I'm guessing that Ansel didn't know what to add to my conversation with Jason and Allison so he just left.
"Okay, cool. Um, I'm gonna go over there now, so bye," I said as I walked over to them. Jason and Allison both said bye back, but I didn't say anything else. I finished my cookie while I walked, savoring the sweet taste.
"I told you, you can't drink it," I heard Aaron say when I reached them.
"But I'm thirsty," Ansel complained.
"What's happening here?" I asked.
"Oh, hey Evan," Aaron greeted me. "Will you please tell Ansel that he can't drink the punch?"
"There isn't any water, though," Ansel argued.
"The punch is spiked, Ansel!"
"You know what happened last time. Do you really want something like that to happen again?" I inquired.
"No, I mean maybe if I remembered it this time, but I'm not planning on drinking that much!" Ansel said. "I just need something to drink and this is the only option. And I feel like being drunk is better than being dehydrated anyway-"
"Evan, will you please go look for some water for him?" Aaron asked.
"Yeah, sure. Just make sure he doesn't do anything he'll regret while I'm gone."
"Of course I will."
"Hurry or else I'm just gonna drink the punch. And I probably won't even regret it," Ansel told me.
'Wow, he must be really thirsty,' I thought as I went to find some water. I made a mental note to bring drinks and snacks with us next time I went somewhere with him. I knew I'd also benefit from the snacks, because snacks are yummy and I like them. Especially chips, those are good. Oh, and also pretzels, and- 'Wait, I'm supposed to be getting water for Ansel, why am I thinking about food right now?'
I shook off the distracting thoughts and continued on my mission. I asked Allison and she said I could take a water bottle from the fridge in the kitchen. It was kind of hard to find since her house was so freaking huge, but I found it eventually and then hurried back to my boyfriends.
"I got it! Here, Ans." I handed him the bottle.
"Oh thank goodness." He took a big drink, draining at least a fourth of the bottle.
Aaron looked just as relieved as he did. "Thanks, Evan."
"Yeah, thank you," Ansel said after he took another drink.
"No problem." I yawned and leaned my head on Aaron's shoulder. "I'm kinda tired.."
They were both just staring at me. "What?" I asked.
Ansel was blushing a little. "I'm sorry but that was just really cute."
"It was," Aaron agreed. He put an arm around my shoulders.
"Okay, maybe it was, but can we please go home now?" By 'home' of course I meant Aaron's apartment, since Ansel and I stayed over there so often I had gotten used to calling it that. Ansel wanted to escape his dad, and I just wanted to be wherever he and Aaron were. We both planned to move in with Aaron soon anyway. Sometime in January or February, probably. Ansel had wanted to move in as soon as he turned eighteen earlier this month, but we decided to wait until I was old enough too, since it was only two more months until my birthday.
"Are you sure you want that? We haven't been here that long," Aaron pointed out.
"Yes, I'm sure. I didn't even want to be here in the first place."
"Okay. What do you think Ansel?"
Ansel was taking another drink from his water bottle, some of it dripping down his chin. As he looked up at Aaron he stopped drinking it and took a moment to swallow and wipe off his face with his sleeve. "Hm?"
"Ansel, I'm a little concerned, to be honest," I said. "I have no idea how you were suddenly so thirsty, but now I think maybe we should have just let you have the punch."
Aaron gave me a look. "No, we shouldn't have. And that's not even why I got his attention."
"Why, then?" Ansel asked as he put the cap back onto his water.
"I wanted to ask if you're ready to go home too."
"Yeah, I suppose I am. I mean there's not much to do here."
"Thank you so much, Ansel," I said, moving over to lean on his shoulder instead.
"O-oh? You're welcome, I guess?" He blushed a little.
"Hey, no fair," Aaron complained. "I was gonna say we can leave too."
"Yeah, thank you too," I replied. I stayed beside Ansel, though, hugging him close to me.
"Can you hug me too, then?"
"Hmm, no," I teased.
"Oh.. okay, It's your choice, I guess..." He looked disappointed, and it made me feel bad because I wasn't actually serious, and apparently he didn't realize that.
"Aaron, no, I was just kidding! I'll always say yes to hugging you, okay?" As I reassured him, I let go of Ansel and hugged him instead.
"Oh. Sorry, it's hard to tell when you're being serious or not sometimes." He hugged me closer. After another moment or two, he let go of me and said, "Come on, let's go."
Ansel and I followed him through Allison's house, then across the front yard, until we got back to Aaron's car. He got in the driver's seat, and Ansel and I decided to sit in the back together instead of one of us going to the passenger seat. He sat on the middle seat instead of the one all the way on the other side, to be closer to me.
We talked for a bit while we drove, but at some point, I ended up falling asleep, and before I knew it Ansel was lightly nudging me to wake me up.
"Hey, we're home," he told me.
"Already..?" I blinked and rubbed my eyes, frowning when I realized that I had smudged my eyeliner and gotten it all over my hands.
"Evan, your makeup-" Ansel started.
"I know. Let's go inside so I can clean this up."
"What happened?" Aaron asked from the driver's seat.
"He smudged his eyeliner and now it's all over his face and his hands," Ansel said. Then he noticed the marks on the shoulder of his sleeve where my head had been leaning. "Also my clothes."
"Evan, honey, you know you're not supposed to touch your face when you're wearing makeup, right?" Aaron questioned.
"Yeah of course I know, this isn't the first time I've worn eyeliner. I just forgot for a minute because I just woke up," I replied.
"Oh, okay. Well, I have some makeup wipes you can use. They're in the bathroom cabinet."
"Alright. Oh, and I've been meaning to ask, where did you learn how to do makeup so well?"
"Allison. When we were younger she showed me how and we gave each other makeovers. Even though I don't wear makeup much anymore I guess I remember what she taught me. What about you?" he said.
"She taught me too, even though I didn't really want to at the time. She thought it'd look cute on me, I guess."
"She was right," Ansel said.
"Thanks. I bet it'd be even cuter on you, though," I told him.
"No, I don't think that's possible."
"Yes, it is. You're cuter than me without makeup so you'd obviously still be cuter with it."
He blushed. "N-no, you're the cute one, I've told you this before."
"No, I'm not-"
"This argument again?" Aaron broke in. "You both know how this ends. Evan will say, 'If I'm the cute one that makes you the hot one, right?' And then Ansel will say, 'No, you're the cute one and the hot one!' Well, guess what? You're both equally cute and hot, so let's just go inside now."
"Okay," Ansel agreed, still blushing.
I unbuckled and opened the door. When I got out, I offered a hand to help Ansel. He took it and used it to steady himself while he stood up. Some of the eyeliner got on his hand but he either didn't notice or didn't care, because he kept his hand in mine even as we walked through the hall to Aaron's door.
When we got to his apartment, we all changed out of our costumes, and I cleaned my face and hands. Then Aaron went to make popcorn while Ansel and I gathered together some blankets and piled them on the couch.
"You think this is enough?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's fine," I said as a crawled into the blanket nest. "Now come here."
He snuggled up next to me and I covered him with one of the blankets, then wrapped my arms around him. "Are you comfy?"
"Mhm," he hummed contentedly.
"Good. Let's pick a movie, then." I picked up the remote and opened Netflix, then I started scrolling through the horror movie section. "Anything you wanna watch?"
"They all look pretty scary..."
"That's kind of the point."
Instead of responding he just made a soft whimpering noise and hugged me closer.
"We don't have to watch one of them if you don't want to, we can find something else," I offered.
"No, no, it's fine. I've gotta face my fears sooner or later."
"You sure? It's really no trouble, I just want to make sure you're comfortable with whatever we watch."
"Y-yeah, I'm sure." He sounded scared but determined.
'If he wants to face his fears like he said, I should be here to support him instead of trying to change his mind,' I thought.
"Okay. If you change your mind just let me know and we can watch something else, even if we've already started the movie, alright?" I said.
"Okay.."
"Hey! Did you guys pick a movie?" Aaron asked as he walked over to us, holding a bowl of popcorn.
"No, not yet," I said, while Ansel just grabbed some of the popcorn and ate it.
Aaron sat down and put one arm around me, and I leaned into his side. Once we were all settled, he took the remote and scrolled through the movies before stopping on one. "how about this one?"
"Sure," I agreed.
"Alright, I guess," Ansel nervously said.
Aaron started the movie. It wasn't that scary in my opinion, but Ansel still seemed scared. At every jumpscare, he made a frightened whimpering noise and either hugged me tighter or reached over me to grab Aaron's hand. Both of us asked him several times if he wanted to stop watching it, but he said he wanted to push through, and that he needed to know what happened next. After a while, he stopped reacting to the scary moments, though. When the movie ended, I looked over and realized that he was asleep.
'Aww, he's so cute,' I thought.
"Hey, Aaron," I whispered.
He looked at me. "Hm?"
"I think Ansel's asleep."
"Oh, yeah, he is," he confirmed after seeing Ansel's closed eyes and hearing his light snores."Wow, he's really cute like this."
"I know, right?" I said. "I just want to hug him and tell him how much I love him but I don't want to wake him up."
"You're already hugging him, though."
I looked down at Ansel, he was still clinging to me. "Oh, yeah. I guess I am."
"How did you not realize that?"
"I don't know, but the point is that I love him and I think we're really lucky to have him."
"I do too," Aaron said. "And I also love you."
"Aww, I love you too." I moved closer to him and held his hand.
He looked into my eyes affectionately. "Can I kiss you?" he asked.
"Of course you can."
He leaned in and touched his soft lips to mine, kissing me lovingly. When he pulled away he said, "Happy Halloween, Evan."
I looked down at Ansel, and then back up at Aaron. Even though I didn't want to go to the party at first, and there wasn't really anything I wanted to do there, and we left pretty early, I got to spend the day with my two favorite people in the world. So, in the end it was a good Halloween. "Happy Halloween to you too, Aaron."