Written from 1:50-2:15am on October 6th because I procrastinate and I can’t stop watching the video of Danny singing “I Stalk You A Little Bit” while writing it :/
Sorry it’s so short. I tried.
“Did you hear that?” Albert asked with a shaky voice. He was clinging on to Race’s arm.
Race shoved Albert off. “We are in a haunted house, Albert.” He sighed and rolles his eyes. “You’re going to hear something.”
Albert nodded. “Right.” He turned the corner and was greeted by a guy in a bloody mask. He threw himself back into Race’s arms. “Jesus Christ!”
“Baby,” Race muttered. He shoved Albert forward and was scared by the same guy that got Albert. He let out an involuntary scream. “Okay, I take it back.” He started catching his breath. “We’re both babies.” He grabbed Albert’s hand and walked through the rest of the house with a death grip on it.
“Can you not cut the circulation in my hand, please?” Albert asked as they walked out and to their car.
“Sorry,” Race replied, letting go of his boyfriend’s hand. “Where to now?”
“Starbucks.” Albert’s eye lit up at his own suggestion. “There’s Pumpkin Spice calling my name.”
Race rolled his eyes. “You’re so basic.”
“You were basic first,” Albert said with a playfully snarky voice. “You’re the one that got me into Pumpkin Spice.”
Race smiled. “I know.” He got in the driver’s seat and turned the car on. “Doesn’t make you any less basic.”
“Screw you,” Albert laughed.
Race pretended to think before he shook his head. “Maybe later.” That earned him a shove and a smile from Albert.
“I don’t think I will.”
Yeah. Ralbert is the most Idiotic™ ship.
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Halloween was one of those holidays that Jack wished he could celebrate twice. The candy, the costumes, the whole aesthetic…. It was Jack’s favorite holiday. He didn’t really have the mental capacity to go trick or treating, but he always helped with face paint and stuff for the younger kids. It was fun to see their excitement.
“Hey,” Jack said, getting Davey’s attention, “how about we just gorge ourselves with candy and binge Halloween-y movies until we can’t stay awake?”
Davey smiled. “Sweet.”
They were halfway through Hocus Pocus and Davey was bored. He let Jack know it, too, but he watched it for Jack’s sake.
“How can you not like Hocus Pocus? It’s classic!”
“It’s predictable!” Davey ate a handful of M&M’s and waited until he swallowed it before he spoke. “I can tell what’s going to happen five minutes before it actually happens.”
Spot could feel the rhythmic beating of his boyfriend’s heart against his ear as they were snuggled in the bed. “Race.”
Race looked at Spot and smiled at his bedhead. “What?”
“We’ve been together for a while now, right?”
Race pretended to ponder before planting a kiss on Spot’s lips. “I’d say so.” He rolled over so he was pinning Spot onto the bed. “So what brings this question up?”
Spot was trying to focus on his words, but Race was making it difficult. “Come on, Race. I’m trying to talk.”
Race grumbled and kept kissing Spot. “Talking is boring.”
Spot smiled and gently rolled Race off of him. “It’s boring but it’s necessary.”
Race was grinning from ear to ear. “What’s so important that we have to waste so much time on it?”
Spot pulled himself on top of Race and kissed him. “I want to marry you, moron.”
Race propped himself up on his elbows. “What?”
Spot sighed. “I want to marry you. I want the stupid house with the stupid white picket fence and the stupid lawn flamingos and I want it with my stupid husband.” He grabbed Race’s hands and kissed them. “So will you, my stupid boyfriend, become my stupid husband?”
Race laughed. “Your stupid boyfriend would love to be your stupid husband.” He pinned Spot onto the bed again and pulled him in for another kiss. “Can we stop talking now?”
Spot grinned and kissed his boyfriend back. “Definitely.”
Thank you so much for suggesting this.
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-Always loves being in the company of his friends
-He is a massive cuddle bug
-This means that if someone is having a bad day he cuddles them to make them feel better
-He is best friends with pretty much everyone
-His socks are mismatched because he loses the other half of the pairs
-He and JoJo twin on Tuesdays
-Everyone looks to him like a little brother
-He’s the sweetest kid you’ll ever meet
-Will kill for a hug
-Would do anything to see his friends smile
-Was in a fight once
-The fight was over who would get the last chocolate chip cookie
-But he tries
-That’s why everyone always submits themselves to his horrible experiments
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