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samandcolbyownme · 6 months

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Summary: I've had a few anonymous requests for another truth or drink video, so I'm just going to combine them all.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, solby low key flirting and teasing reader while they try to act like just friends, spicy and nsfw questions and answers, unprotected sex, oral (all), hair pulling, creampie, biting, scratching, spicy fluff pack-a-punched with filth, mainly at the end

I wasn't going to put any smut in here at first, but then I had an idea and changed my mind to add a little bit, so enjoy it.

Word count: 5.3k

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A smile appears on your freshly painted lips as you hear the door open. You turn around to see Colby walk in, "You about ready, babe?"

You set your lipstick down and spin, "Do I look ready?"

He eyes you up and down and bites his bottom lip, "You look like you're ready for something." He walks over, leaning down as his hands hold your waist.

"You're going to get lipstick on your lips." You tilt your head back and look up at him and he shrugs, "Aw well." He presses his lips to yours and you smile within the kiss.

He leans back, "Wait till Sam sees you." He steps back and looks you up and down again, "keeping us on the D.L is going to be hard, especially when I'm drunk."

You laugh and reach up to wipe the lipstick off his lips and he gently bites your finger with a loud, "Rah."

You jump slightly and push his chest, "not cool." He laughs and hugs you from behind as you lean down to check your makeup.

"You look fine, babe. I'm tellin ya. You always look fine." He spins you around and cups your face.

You smile up at him and let out a slight whine, "This is going to be so hard."

He lays his arms over your shoulders and sighs, "I know, but just think of how much fun it's going to be." He walks you out of your room and into the room you're filming and going live in.

"Alright who's ready to get dru-" Sam stops talking as he turns around. You look at him, "What? Did I over do it?"

He shakes his head, "No I don't think we did enough."

"Excuse me, I think I look pretty damn good." Colby pulls the collar of his black hoodie and fixes his hat.

Sam nods, "Yeah, yeah." He walks over, pulling you away from Colby, "You look great." He brushes hair from your face, "Are you nervous?"

You shrug, "Kind of. Considering this is my first truth or drunk video with you guys as your secret girlfriend." You lay your hands on his shoulders, "But as Colby said." You glance over at him and his eyes are still on you.

You smile and look back to Sam, "Think of how much fun it'll be."

He nods, "it'll be super fun. Just act like we're all friends who haven't seen each other naked or anything like that."

You roll your eyes, "Kinda hard when I already wanna rip that cute little xplr shirt off your body."

He laughs, "Trust me. That little crop top won't last once the lives over." He turns to Colby, "Ready?"

Colby nods, "Let's do it!"

You walk over to the chair infront of the computers and sit down while Sam checks to make sure everything is sitting and angled properly, "Alright. Here.. we.. go."

Colby moves to sit close behind you and Sam on the bean bag chair. His fingers gently brush your skin where your shirt and jeans don't meet until Sam starts the camera and goes live, "Heyoooo!"

"What is up guys?!" Colby leans forward, "How many people we got in here?" His eyes go wide and he looks from you to Sam, "Holy shit. Four thousand and counting."

"That shit will probably up to fourteen thousand any second now." You laugh and lean forward to look, your eyes move down to the comments and you smile, "Aww! Thank you guys! I do feel Bonita today, yes!"

Sam and Colby smile and look back to the screen. Sam leans back, "we're just going to give it a few more minutes until more people join. How are you guys in the computer screen doing today?"

You smile as the chat fills with everyone saying how they're doing and that they're better now that they're watching and talking with Sam and Colby.

"Yes, we do have y/n here with us today. We finally talked her into doing another.." Colby drums the desk and both him and Sam, in a sing songy voice say, "Truth or Drink videeeoooo!"

You laugh at them, shaking your head, "I don't know how, or why I'm here, but it's too late now. I'm already in the danger zone."

"Yeah, you're stuck with us." Sam says and Colby nods squeezing your shoulder gently, "you have to answer some questions for us first. Colby looks in the camera, "They're juicy ones this time."

"Oh, so you mean, you're gonna embarrass me infront of.." you laugh and lean forward, "Ten thousand people?"

"Is it ten? Holy shit." Sam says and they both lean forward, "Wow, well thank you guys for joining us, so without further ado. I think we should do rock papers scissors to see who goes first."

You smirk, "Alright." You make a fist with one hand and lay your hand out flat with your other. In unison, all three of you shout out, "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

You make paper with your hand laying flat, Sam chooses rock, and Colby chooses scissors.

"Of course you would choose scissors." You laugh and Colby brings his split fingers up to his mouth and sticks his tongue out before laughing.

Sam just stares at him and shakes his head, "Alright.. I actually have no idea to decide who won, you guys can figure that out. I think we're just going to let ladies go first so.. Colby."

Sam laughs as Colby's mouth drops open and you cover your mouth to hide your laugh.

"That hurt man." Colby pretends to cry and you shake your head as you draw a card from the pile, "okay.." you read over the question and smirk, "You guys are going to love this."

You lean forward, looking at Sam, "what's the weirdest place you've had sex?"

He smirks and you can see his cheeks turn a slight pink color, "Oh god, starting out strong I see.. um.." he moves his chair back and fourth as he thinks, "I don't know honestly."

"Should we count that?" You look at Colby and Colby purses his lips together, "Mm. Nahh. Give him the vodka."

You pout to Sam, "Sorry, Sam." You laugh as he rolls his eyes, "Uh huh." He laughs and takes the bottle, "Oh wait. We actually got y/n something as a welcome back gift. Hold on."

Sam gets up and leaves the room and you look at Colby confused, "What?"

Sam comes back in and hands you a shot glass, "We got y/n a heart shaped shot glass for this special occasion, isn't it adorable?" He holds the other two up for the viewers to see and reads the comments, "matching shot glasses, that's adorable.. of course we had to match."

You smile, taking the glass in your hand, “Aww! Thanks guys!”

He sits down and you pour him a shot, "Have at it, Golbach."

You had to admit, it was strangely weird to act like you guys were just friends. You never called him by his last name, it was always a cute pet name or something.

He sighs, "Yeah, bottoms up." He takes his shot, cringing slightly and Colby laughs, "Atta boy!" He pats his back and nods to Sam, "Your turn, brother."

Sam glances up at you as he grabs a card and leans back in his chair, "Colby. What's the kinkiest thing you've ever tried in the bedroom?"

You smirk and turn to him, away from the camera because you know this answer.

He sucks his teeth and sighs, "All I'm gunna say is tied wrists. Thats it." He motions out in front of him, "That's all you get." He screams as he points to the camera and laughs.

"Really?" Sam asks tilting his head, "I would have never thought you were into being tied up, but okay."

You laugh and look at Colby. He closes his eyes and tilts his head, talking in a prim and proper tone, "Nothing wrong with a little silk ribbon around my wri-" he breaks out laughing, "I'm kidding I'm kidding."

He leans forward, pressing his hand down onto the arm of your chair as he grabs a card. You catch a glimpse of it and you know he'll be coming for you.

"Ah ha ha." He turns his head to you, "Y/n."

"Colby." You lean back, crossing your arms, "What can I answer for you?"

"Do you.. have any sex toys?" He presses his lips together and smirks, already knowing the answer because he literally used one on you last night.

"Do I have to be specific?" You raise your brows and Colby looks at the card, "Actually, yeah. It says, if yes, which ones?"

Without saying another word, you grab your heart shaped glass and Sam groans, "What? You don't want to share with everyone?"

You shake your head, trying to hide your smirk as you pour a shot and take it, "Nope."

Sam bites down on his lip as he watches you wipe the corner of your mouth off.

He too, obviously, knows.

"No fun." He laughs and you so badly want to say something along the lines of, you would know wouldn't you, but that's just a recipe for disaster.

"Alright." You pick up a card and smirk as you turn to Colby, "Colby. Have you ever recorded yourself getting it on?"

"I have no comment about that one. Give me a shot." He laughs slightly, smiling as Sam gets him a shot.

You immediately look at the comments and it's bussing with capital letters and the word 'WHAT' over and over again.

You laugh, "No because that's my reaction too." You say to the camera, "Literally, what!?"

Colby looks at you with a smirk, mocking your words, "Literally, what!?" He nods, "Have you?"

He only asked that because all of you have videos of sex, sex, and more sex in your hidden folder.

You groan, "Colby, don't do this." You laugh and nod to Sam, "Might as well pour me one, too."

"Damn. I would have never guessed that you were into that." Sam shakes his head, "it's always the innocent looking ones." He laughs as he hands you the glass and you take a deep breath before knocking it back, "Fuck. That's so gross."

"Does that count as my question or?" Colby looks between you and Sam and Sam shakes his head, "Nah, draw a card."

Colby nods and reaches up for one, giggling to himself before sighing, "Sam. Sam. Sam!" He looks at Sam and sighs, "Have you ever had a secret relationship?"

Sam purses his lips together, trying not to smile or do anything to give it away that he’s currently in one now.

You let out a low, "Oooh." Sam looks up at you and nods, "Yes, I have, actually."

"Really?" You tilt your head forward, "Wowee."

"Sneaky little thing aren't cha." Colby chuckles and Sam shrugs, "Yeah, yeah." He picks up a card and looks at you, "Are you more dominant.. or submissive?"

You smirk and sigh, "I guess it depends on who the person is.." your eyes quickly move to Colby before looking back at Sam, ".. but.. I will say.. I don’t mind getting tossed around, so.. yeah."

"Daaamn." Colby says, smiling, "Would have never guessed it."

"What do I look like a pillow princess or something?" You laugh slightly and hold your hand up, "Don't answer that." You point to the camera, "That goes for you guys too."

You laugh and pick up a card, "Hmm. Colby." You turn to him and cross your leg, "What is one thing on your cellphone that you would or do hide from everyone?"

You smirk, knowing that the answer is nudes.

Your nudes to be exact.

He lets out a loud laugh, "Wouldn't you like to know."

"Actually." Sam laughs, "Yeah, very much so." Colby sighs, "Fine.. it's give me a shot of that alcohol." He laughs and Sam sighs, "I knew you wouldn't spill." He pours Colby a shot and hands it to him.

You bite the inside of your lip as you watch him take it with ease. The couple shots you had really loosened you up.

Soon, you'll really have to watch what you say.

"Shit." Colby groans, "Can I have a card please?" You reach up, handing him a card and his fingers brush yours.

You know what he's doing.

Sam smirks as he glances up at you and turns to Colby. Colby clears his throat, "Alright, so the question is, have you ever had a dirty conversation with someone over text, and the person I want to answer is.." he points, "Sam."

Sam sighs, "I mean.. yeah.. who hasn't though, really?"

"One more thing, you have to tell us who." Colby chuckles and Sam shakes his head, "automatic no." He looks over at you as he grabs the bottle, "I can't do that."

"Why not?" You ask tilting your head, "The chat wants to know." You motion to the computer and smirk.

"Of course they do." He laughs and you watch as he takes his shot. He sets the small glass down and glances to Colby, "You're just setting me up to get drunk, aren't you?"

Colby laughs and nods, "I mean yeah. Thats the fun right?" He moves forward, linking his arm between the arm resting of the chair and your thigh.

Sam grabs a card, "y/n, do you enjoy dirty talk?"

You have a whore mouth when it comes to Sam and Colby, so yes. You do.

"I mean.." you shrug and tilt your head, "I guess I do."

"Interesting." Sam tosses the card down, "Follow up question, I'm sure everyone wants to know, what's your favorite thing to say?"

"I'm not answering that." You laugh and slide your glass over for Sam to fill.

"Oh come on! Humor us, y/n." Colby nudges your leg and you laugh, "Maybe.. I'll tell you guys later on." You glance at the camera before taking your shot.

"Holding you to that because I wanna know." Colby laughs and you roll your eyes because he knows what your favorite thing to talk dirty about is.

"Uh huh. Sure." You set your glass down and pick up a card, "Umm..." you look between Sam and Colby and smile, "Colby." You turn to him slightly, "Have you ever hooked up with a friend?"

He stares at you for a few second and you lean in towards him slightly, "You gunna answer the question?"

"Yeah. I have and it was great." He tilts his head as he speaks and laughs, "I'm not saying who, though. That's a no go miss ma'am."

"Alright sassy pants." You laugh, knowing he’s talking about you. You look at the chat, "Oh gosh. I'm going to clear that up right now, it was not me.” You pause and point, “It was Sam."

Sam leans forward as he laughs, "Oh yeah, who couldn't resist this big sexy man." Sam blindly runs his hand over Colby's face and they both laugh.

"My turn again? Holy fuck." Colby lays his hand on your knee as he leans forward and you try to pay no attention to it by picking at your nails.

"Uh oh." Sam says, causing you to look at him, "What?"

"He's got that smirk. Must be a good question." Sam laugh slightly and Colby looks up, still smirking, "What is the dirtiest text you've received? Describe in as much detail as possible."

You look at Sam and he looks at you as you both remember the nasty, detailed text message you sent him two nights ago while he was out doing an investigation.

"Yeah not happening." He shakes his head as he pours himself a shot and takes it.

"Booo!" Colby says while cupping his hand around his mouth. You join in, "Yeah, what Colby said, booooo!"

Sam rolls his eyes while trying not to laugh at the two of you. He sighs as he picks up a card, "ah, okay." He turns to you, "how many nudes of yourself do you have on your phone?"

"Do you want an exact number?" You raise your eyebrows and laugh. Sam holds his hands out to the side of him, "hit me."

You grab your phone, going into your hidden folder and sighing, "one eighteen."

"Jesus Christ." Sam's mouth drops and Colby claps his hands together, pressing his fingers to his lips as he smiles, "Good lord."

You shrug, "nothing wrong with being confident, right?"

"Absolutely not, you're right." Colby nods and Sam shakes his head, "I didn't think it was that many, honestly."

He sure did. He has them all, just like Colby does.

"Really? Why?" You laugh slightly and he shrugs, "I don't even know how to answer that." He laughs and Colby points to the pile of cards, "Your turn, mama."

Your head snaps towards Colby, panic in your eyes and Sam laughs, "Are you that drunk already?"

Colby covers his face, falling back as he screams into his hands, "I don't know why I said that!"

Your mouth hangs open in shock as you look at the screen, "oh my god, guys." You laugh as you read over the chat.

@/username1: COLBY BROCK WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!????

@/username2: HE SAID WHAT

@/username3: MAMA did he just say YOUR TURN MAMA!? what the fuckkkkk

@/username4: WHATS GOING ON HERE!?

@/username5: I can SMELL the seggual tension from my bedroom in FLORIDA

@/username6: PLEASEEEE IK HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!!!

@/username7: Y/n and Colby have soooo hooked up

@/username8: NAH ain't no mf way that man just called her MAMA on a LIVE broadcast

@/username9: OH TO BE CALLED MAMA BY COLBY BROCK

@/username10: that was NOT an accident ohhhh my goddddd

Colby sits up, "I didn't.." he laughs, shaking his head as he lays his head on Sam's leg, "I can't recover from this."

"No, brother you can not." Sam lays a hand on his shoulder, "It's okay, buddy. Let it out." Colby pretends to cry into Sam's lap and you just sit there, laughing as you read the screen, "Calm down you guys."

Your eyes move over the screen, laughing as you read the chat.

@/username11: You can’t tell me there isn’t anything going on with them

@/username12: I think y/n has a secret

@/username13: Y/N! BLINK IF YOU LIKE COLBY

@/username14: PLEASE oh my god I’m so glad I joined this live

@/username15: God these edits are going to be so fucking GOOOD

You laugh as you turn back to face them, "Anywho. Back to this stupid game." You pick up a card and sigh, "Oh great." You snort and look up, "Colby. What was your last lie all about?"

You smirk, knowing damn well it had just happened.

He calls you that all the time.

"Give me the bottle." He sits up and takes it from Sam, chugging a little bit before handing it back.

"That was a lot." Sam chuckles, "Here buddy. I'll drink some with you." Sam chugs some too and hands you the bottle, "Um. No thanks."

Sam pouts, "Come on, our friend needs us right now." He tries to hold back his laughter but fails as you take the bottle, drinking some, too.

"I really didn't wanna get fucked up." You laugh, "I'm already buzzing."

"I think Colby beat us to it." Sam laughs and Colby groans, "I hate myself." He laughs and picks up a card, "Sam, If you could kiss someone right now, who would it be?"

Sam looks at Colby and starts to lean in. Colby leans in until they both start laughing and Sam takes the bottle, "That's a secret." He drinks some and sets it down to grab a card.

"That bottle is almost gone." You point and laughs, "Holy fuck."

"I didn't even realize that." Colby holds it up, "We did a hurtin' on this thing."

Sam starts to laugh, "Describe the last dirty dream you had." He looks at you, "Y/n."

You think for a moment, "I honestly can't remember. All of my dreams are fucking weird to where I can't run or throw a punch correctly."

You lied. The last dream you had was about Sam and thinking about it makes you want to recreate it with him right now.

You look at the chat, laughing about some people still being caught up on the whole Colby calling you mama thing.

@/username16: I can’t get over the fact that Colby called y/n mama what the helllll

@/username17: no bc same! You don’t just call someone mama if there isn’t anything happening like huhhhh

@/username18: JUST PLEASE give a sign we’re BEGGING on our kneeees begging

"Fair enough." Sam says and you look at him with a smirk as you pick up a card, "Do you like to be called daddy?" You look at Colby and he smirks, "Mm." He nods, "maybe not all the time, but yeah."

He hides his face, "Fuck." He laughs into his hands and pulls them away, leaning forward to grab a card, "Sam. If you could have sex with one person for the rest of your life, who would it be and why?"

Sam smirks and laughs, "I mean.. I could tell you the why part, but I'm not saying who so." He leans forward, eyes moving from your cleavage to your face, "Might as well just drink."

You motion for him to take it and he smiles as his eyes scan over the chat, "You guys are absolutely insane." He shakes his head before drinking, "Shit."

He wipes his mouth on his wrist and taps the cards, "how did we almost go through these all already?"

You look down, "Shit I didn't realize we were almost done."

You stand up to fix your jeans and the alcohol hits you, "Jesus fuck." You laugh and sit back down, "Standing up after drinking all that really makes a difference."

"You good?" Sam asks and Colby looks up at you, "lightweight." You flick him off and he does it back with a laugh, “Yeah I’m good. I am going to go find a snack, though. I'm starving."

"You are so drunk." He laughs and you point your finger, "Not as drunk as you may think." You giggle and stand up, leaning over and almost falling on Colby.

He grabs you by the waist and helps you stand straight, laughing in his own slightly drunken state, "yeah, whatever you say."

You place a hand on Sam's shoulder as you walk by and when you're out of frame of the camera, you stop at the door and turn around.

Colby looks at you and squints his eyes, "Please don't fall down the steps."

Sam turns his chair and you undo your jeans, taking them off as they watch, keeping a straight face for the camera. You push them down, stepping out of them and smile as you turn around, slowly walking out of the room.

You slide your hand down the railing as you walk down the steps and into the kitchen. You open each cupboard door, looking in as you wait for them to come down.

You grab one of your spiked seltzers from the fridge and set it down on the counter. You lift yourself up and sit down before opening it and drinking some.

A few moments later, you hear footsteps coming down the steps and you bite your lip, leaning back as you hold your weight up while watching the door.

Sam walks in first, closely followed by Colby.

"Whatcha doin in here, mama?" Colby smirks as he walks up to you, placing his hands on your almost bare hips.

You set your drink down with a giggle and reach up, lifting his hat off his head and flipping it backwards, "Just waiting for you and Sam."

"Oh, I see. And what exactly are you waiting for us for?" Colby leans in as he brushes hair from your neck, gently placing kisses up and down your skin.

"You know what." You whimper out quickly as he bites your skin.

"No baby, you gotta tell us." Sam says walking up next to Colby, "I know that pretty little mouth of yours can tell us."

"I want you." You look at Sam, "Both of you."

Sam smirks as he runs a hand through your hair, "Atta girl, baby. What do you want us to do?"

Colby leans back, admiring the perfect hickey he left on your neck, "Yeah, baby. What do you want us to do."

"Touch me." You plead, "I need you."

"We need you." Sam moves infront of you, cupping your cheeks as me leans in, pushing his lips against yours. You grip his shirt, pulling him closer to you as you whimper against his lips, "Sam.."

"Y/n." He gently bites and tugs on your lip, "Come with me." He slides you down off of the counter, taking you over to the table, "Lay down on the table for us."

You sit down and lay horizontally across the vertical sitting table, looking up at Colby who's standing over you, "How much do you care about this top?" He slips his fingers in, snapping the soft fabric again your skin.

You shake your head, "Not that much."

He chuckles and rips it, pushes the stretched fabric open to reveal your bare chest to them. Sam slides his hands down the inside of your thighs, "Told you that wouldn't last long when we were done filming."

You look at Sam just as he drops down, pulling your panties aside so his tongue can slip into your pussy, "Fuck." He groans against you, gripping your thigh tightly.

You arch your back, lifting up with a gasp as your eyes roll back, "F-fuck." You lift your arm up, hand searching blinding for Colby.

He steps forward and your hand brushes against his belt. You open your eyes, looking up at him as you reach up to undo it for him.

You pull it open, the metal clinking as you maneuver the button open and pull his zipper down, moaning and gasping as Sam brings you close.

Colby pushes his jeans down before getting rid of his sweatshirt, "that feel good?" He brushes hair from your face and you nod slightly, "Y-yes."

"Are you gonna cum?" Colby tangles his fingers in your hair, pulling hard, "Hmm?"

You let out a slight yelp, that quickly turns into a moan, "Fuck, fuck y-yes. Yes." You lay a hand on Sam's head as his tongue works in and out of you, "yes, yes."

You grab onto the band of Colby's boxers, pulling them down as your back lifts off the table, "fuck, yes baby."

You pull Colby's cock free, stroking it with your hand as you cum, moaning loudly as Sam continues to eat you out through the high of your first orgasm.

"That feel good, mama?" Colby bites his lip, watching your face twist with pleasure as he groans lowly, "Shit."

Sam pulls away, standing up as he leans down over you, pressing his lips to yours. You moan at the taste or yourself on his lips and he pulls away to stand up.

You turn your head, taking Colby's cock into your mouth as you feel small circles being drawn on your clit.

Your moans are muffled as Sam slips two fingers in, "She's so fucking wet, dude." Sam bites down on his lip, watching as you bob your head on Colby, "So fucking hot."

Sam pulls his fingers out, undoing his own jeans and pushing them down, along with his boxers. Your eyes roll shut as he slowly pushes his cock into you, not stopping until he's fully in.

You clench around him, pulling away to fill the kitchen with moans, "Fuck, fuck fuck."

Colby licks his lips as he pushes his hips forward, indicating he wants your mouth back on his cock.

He tilts his head back, moaning as you work him with your tongue, arching your back as much as you can as Sam grabs your ankles and pushes your legs back, holding them there.

Colby lays a hand on the back of your head, pushing down gently as his fingers tangle in your hair. His other hand moves to one of your boobs, kneading and pinching at your nipple, "So fucking good, baby."

Just like that." He breathes out, "Fuck."

Sam groans lowly, moving his hands to hold your thighs as he picks up his pace, trusting in and out of you at a punishing pace, "Sh-shit."

Sam pulls out after a few minutes, , sliding his hand up and massaging your clit gently with his thumb, "I feel like I need to cum already."

Colby pulls his cock from your mouth, moving to switch places with Sam, "Uh huh. She's good at that."

You smirk up at them as Sam walks up to you and you open your mouth, quickly turning your head to look at Colby as he slides his cock into you.

"Look at me, baby." Sam turns your head by your chin and you look at him, brows furrowed as moans escape your lips.

"Fucking hell." Colby groans lowly as his thrusts are slow. You wrap a hand around Sam, stroking him a few times before you dip your head in, swirling your tongue around this cock.

He lays a hand on your head, letting out a sigh, "Shit."

Your eyes flutter closed as Colby’s hands harshly grip your hips, pulling you to him to meet his hips with each rough thrust, “Fuck, fuck.”

“Don’t stop.” Sam groans, “Almost there, baby. Don’t fucking stop.”

You continue bobbing your head, as much as you can while the pleasure from your second orgasm starts consuming you from the inside out.

Sam holds your head still, thrusting his hips until you feel him twitch, “F-fuck.”

Colby’s thrusts turn sloppy and slow down as he pushes all the way into you, cock twitching as he cums.

Sam pulls out, wiping off your chin with his thumb, “Good girl.” He smiles down at you and bites his lip as he watches your face scrunch as Colby pulls out.

Colby gently rubs his fingers over your achey hips, “Ya alright?”

You look at him and nod, a smile growing slowly on your lips, “Uh huh.”

He smirks and Sam helps you sit up, “You wanna go lay down?”

You lick your lips, shaking your head as you look between them, “I do, but I don’t think I’m done yet.”

They both chuckle and Colby stands you up, “I figured, once you get alcohol in your system, you go until you can’t anymore.”

You shrug, “What can I say? You guys are great.” You smirk and walk to the door, pressing your back against it as you look back at them, “You coming or what?”

They both smile and walk to you, following you up the steps for round two.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

Hope you enjoyed! Sorry if it’s not long enough, I think it’s kinda short but let me know what you thought of it!

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glamoureddreamer · 2 years

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Losing you

Eddsworld (Tom x Tord)

Warnings: self harm, suicidal behavior, drinking, drugs mentioned, blood/gore, dark themes, vomiting (please let me know if I’ve missed anything)

If you or a loved one has been suicidal thoughts or actions in anyway please get help from one of the multiple help hotlines. You matter and you deserve help. Thank you everyone, have a great day and know whatever your going through gets better <3

There will be a lot of Norwegian spoken in this chapter as usual the translations are at the bottom.

It stings

Drip...Drip....Drip.....

His mind is clear of all thoughts.

Drip......Drip.......Drip........

He watches the blood leak down his arm and drip onto the floor.

Drip..........drip...............

It is worth it.

Drip...................drip..........................

He deserves this

You are a freak, a freak with black eyes that isn't normal.

Nobody likes you, they just pretend. Who could love you?

Just kill yourself

You are such an asshole you hurt everyone you are around.

He winces at the harsh thoughts, he needs them gone again. He grabs the blade that is on the ground beside him and brings it to his cut-up, bleeding arm.

.....drip.......dripdripdrip

Blood continuously leaks out of his cuts. Before he could think twice, he cut even deeper.

He gasps in pain, and blood spurts out of his arm.

"Are you almost done in there, Tom? Some of us have to piss, you know?" Tord says annoyed, knocking on the door, Tom hazily rolls down his sleeve and wipes up all the blood.

Once the bathroom is clean of his sins he exits, only to bump into Tord. Tom hisses in pain as his hoodie drags against his cuts.

"Finally Jehovah, I have been waiting for years." Tom ignores him instead of joining in on their usual bickering, he stumbles away.

His arm is burning, it is too bright in the hallway, and it is so cold. Why is his vision all weird?

What the fuck is happening? Maybe some water will help?

Tom stumbles into the kitchen, everything seems so distant, so hazy.

His vision is getting smaller and he starts to see a faint double of everything, his head feels like it weighs nothing.

"Thomas?" A voice asks, it sounded so far away. Tom turns around and watches a big red blob walk toward him.

"Are you okay?" Was it Tord?

Tord wears red.

Red.

Blood.

Tom feels a pair of hands steady him by his shoulders.

"Are you drunk?"

No. Drinking doesn't numb the pain like it use to.

He can't find the motivation to form a response. God, he is so tired, maybe he should go get some sleep.

"What is this stain on your jacket?"

Blood.

He can't bring himself to care if Tord finds out. Is he really that numb? What's happening?

Tom can't stop him even if he wants to. He gives a weak touch to the blob's arms. He feels something slide over his cuts, then cold air hits them.

Tom hisses in pain, the blob says something but Tom can't even begin to think about what it said. Everything was happening too quickly and too slowly. Tom felt cold and hot, but most importantly he feels weak. He needs to sit down and close his eyes for a minute. His legs give out, and the blob catches him and holds him in his arms until he is sitting in what he thinks is a chair.

There was a tight pressure making Tom yell out in pain. He hears a distant voice yell something, then two more different voices along with two different color blobs. Purple and green.

What the hell is happening?

The green blob says something and runs off, while the purple begins to look for things.

This is the kitchen, right?

Food maybe? Water?

Kinda hungry, and thirsty.

When did my mouth get so dry?

Suddenly Tom feels himself no longer in the chair.

The red blob is carrying him? The red blob says something.

What?

The purple blob joins them and says something he couldn't understand.

His mind is screaming at him to go to sleep.

A quick nap couldn't hurt, right?

Tom closes his eyes as complete darkness falls over him and his mind.

~~~

Tom looks absolutely smashed.

How much had he drink? Did he get drunk in the bathroom? Was he on drugs?

Tord shakes his head at the thoughts, Tom isn't that stupid.

I better go help him, Edd would never let me live if Tom hurt himself and I could've prevented it.

Tord follows Tom into the kitchen, but Tom was just standing in the middle of the kitchen.

"Thomas?" Was he sick? Is he dizzy? He wobbled around.

There is no answer.

Didn't Tom hear him?

Tord walks over to him, Tom turns around.

"Are you okay?" Again no answer from Jehovah, he just sways in place as he stares at the male's red hoodie. Tom looks like he was growing paler by the second.

Tord puts his hands on Tom's shoulders to steady him. Can't have him puking from dizziness.

"Are you drunk?" Tord looks at him up and down before noticing a small dark spot of liquid growing on his sleeve.

"What's this stain on your jacket?" Tom grabs his arm maybe to stop him? Tord already has his sleeve up. Tom hisses in pain as Tord stares in horror for a second.

"Faen! Thomas! Hyorfor?!" Tord grabs the hand towel hanging on the stove and puts pressure on the cuts. Tom yells out in pain, Tords heart swells at the sound.

"Edd! Matt! Hjelp!" Tord yells for the others, he looks over at Tom. He was growing paler. Edd and Matt run into the room.

"Tord whats w-" Edd freezes, Matt throws his hand over his mouth with a gasp.

"He's blør ut, he må gå til hospital!" Tord switches languages frantically.

"Okay I'll start the car, Matt help him." Edd runs off not fully understanding besides 'hospital' he still knows it is bad.

"I'll make an overnight bag." Matt rushes around to get snacks, drinks, and other various things. Tord picks Tom off his feet and walks to the car.

"Det er greit Tom... vi skal skaffe deg hjelp og det går bra med deg." Tord whispers against Tom, the red communist kisses Tom on the forehead.

"Will he be alright?" Matt asks joining them, it looks like Matt is crying.

Tord doesn't answer but he hopes he will be with all of his heart.

"Tord! His eyes are closed!" Matt whines, Tord looks down and sure enough, Tom's eyes are shut. Tord to the car and hops in making sure there's pressure on the cuts.

Edd steps on it once he's made sure everyone is in the car. The ride is deadly silent except for the occasional Edd asking if he still had a pulse (scaring Matt while at it), and Matt sobbing.

Once at the hospital, Tord jumps out quickly with Tom and runs inside.

"Hjelp! Hjelp! Vær så snill! Kjæresten min! Vær så snill å hjelpe ham!" Tord screams to anyone, Edd and Matt run up behind him as nurses approach them. They try to take Tom but Tord won't let go.

"Sir please let go, we have to help him." A nurse says, Tord tightens his grip.

"Tord you have to let go, it'll be okay, it's okay." Edd pulls his friend away, and Tord rips himself from his grip.

"HVA ER OK MED DETTE?!" Tord held back punching him and went outside to cool off.

~~~ The first hour in ~~~

Edd was holding Matt in his arms while he cried, potentially for their lost friend.

Edd spares a glance at Tord. He knew very little Norwegian.

"Er du ok?" Tord said nothing, the Norwegian in question was shaking, his leg bouncing he was staring at the door the nurses took Tom through as if Tom was going to walk through.

Edd rubs his back gently.

"It's okay Tord. You did all you could've done."

Edd desperately wanted to believe it was okay but as more time passed even he started to falter.

There was no answer.

~~~ Five hours in ~~~

Matt was asleep leaning on Edd, he had cried himself to sleep. Edd was half asleep worn out from comforting Matt and worrying himself. Edd sighs and looks at the time three thirty-three in the morning.

Edd looks at Tord, the Norwegian was still shaking, leg still bouncing, and still staring at the door.

Though Edd noticed the blood started to dry on his hoodie turning brown and he still had the hand towel.

"Hey, Tord? Maybe you should go home and get changed." Tord said nothing, not even sparing Edd a glance.

Just when Edd was about to fall asleep and a nurse walks over to them. Edd shakes Matt awake, and Tord stands up.

"Are you boys here for a Mr. Thomas Ridgewell?"

"Yes, we are," Edd answers, and he stands up with Tord and Matt.

"Mr. Ridgewell is out of surgery, he ended up cutting open an artery. It's a good thing you got him here when you did he nearly lost 40% of his blood. Which doesn't sound like a lot however at 50% your heart will stop." Matt lets out a sob, he hides his face in Edds's neck.

Edd hugs back struggling to hold back his tears as well.

"You boys got him here just in time, You all may visit him just be careful with him he's still sleeping, room 1011."

"Thank you." Edd forces a smile, the nurse gives him a pity smile.

Tord runs to find the room.

~~~ Thirteen hours in ~~~

At some point, Edd went home to feed Ringo and get a few more comfort items.

He got them all their blankets.

Matt has a picture of himself and a mirror.

For himself, his sketchbook and a pencil along with his lucky cola can.

For Tord one of his hentai magazines and a packet of cigars.

And for Tom when he wakes up Tomee bear and Susan.

When Edd gets back Matt is asleep in the uncomfortable chair, he drapes Matt's blanket over him.

He sets Matt's things on the ground, he walks to the other side of the bed. He hands Tord his cigars and magazine. He sets Tom's things on the desk next to him.

"I thought this might make you feel a little better," Tord said nothing and dropped them to the ground, he stares at Tom's face waiting and watching for any movement.

"Buddy I know it hurts but you need to rest... he wouldn't want you killing yourself," Tord felt his anger bubble up before he could let it out it drowns in his worry for Tom.

"I'll even take watch if you want." Edd sits next to him, and Tord begins to bounce his leg.

"Well If You don't want to sleep maybe just get up and stretch, if you go I'll watch until you back." He did kind of want to smoke it's been a while. God knows he needed it.

He stands up and grabs the packet off the ground and heads outside.

Edd sighs and makes the chair comfortable with his blanket and takes out his sketchbook and begins to draw.

"I hope you are going to be okay." Edd sighs looking over at Tom. He sits up and sets his lucky can next to Tom.

He goes back to drawing.

~~~ Fourteen hours in ~~~

Edd stretches his arms and looks at his drawing, it ended up being his friends all sitting on the couch. Probably watching the return of the insane zombie pirates from hell 4. His mind drifts off to Tom. Wondering what made him do this, and why didn't he let anyone know.

There was a small noise like somebody moving. Edd looks up at Matt, who was in the same position. His eyes wander curiously to Tom. Tom's black eyes were fluttering open. He squints at the harsh lights of the hospital.

"Edd?" Tom asks confused. Edd jumps up tears filling his eyes, relief filling his body.

"Where the fuck am I?"

"Why is it bright?"

"Tom! Your okay!" He cheers and quickly pulls his friend into a hug. The noise wakes Matt up.

"Edd is he-"

"He's okay! Toms okay!" Edd cries tears of joy, he makes way so Matt could also get a hug. Both men are careful of his arm.

"Oh thank god I've missed you!" He hugs them both back confused. Both Edd and Matt pull away but keep their attention on the Brit.

Tom looks around, faintly aware of the growing pain in his arm. He looks at his arm, grabs his upper arm, and thoughts of what had happened flood back to him. He sucks air through his teeth, closing his eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you in pain? Should I go get a doctor?" Edd asks frantically, Tom nods a little.

"Where's Tord?" He hisses clutching his arm.

"Out for a walk... he um... hasn't said a word since you went into surgery." Tom's eyes widen

Went into surgery?

He shakes his head now isn't the time, he needed Tord. He wasn't sure why he just knew that he needed him.

"I'll go get the doctor," Edd says standing up.

"No!- uh... no could you go get Tord," Tom asks

"Tom you need the doctor."

"No, I need to see him." Edd passes a look to Matt, and Matt shrugs. Tom grabs his arm in pain again, it was like it was throbbing.

Helpful. Edd thinks rolling his eyes.

"Okay, hang on." Edd pulls out his phone and calls Tord. Of course, there's no response when he picks up, but at least he picked up.

"Tord? He's up if you-" Tord hangs up, Edd nods turning to Tom.

"Still in pain?" Tom nods and takes a few sharp breaths. Almost as if Tord was just around the corner he runs into the room.

Tom winces at the sight he had dark bags under his eyes, and was covered in dried blood, his hair was a mess and it looked like he had been crying.

"Jeez Commie you look like-" he was cut off.

"ikke Commie meg din jævel du fikk meg til å bekymre deg!" Tord screams Edds's eyes widen.

"Tord..."

"Nei Edd ikke Tord meg! Han fikk meg til å gråte!" Edd sighs and leaves the room Matt joins him.

"Tenkte du i det hele tatt på hvordan du dør ville påvirke oss! påvirke meg?! vet du i det hele tatt hvor knust jeg ville blitt?! hvordan våger du!" Tom understood very little, a word now and then.

Tom let him get it all out.

"jeg elsker deg Thomas! Jeg trodde ... jeg trodde jeg mistet deg ... og jeg kan ikke leve uten deg." Tord gets quieter, he begins to sob.

Tom felt so bad, he opens his arms. The red commie walks over still crying and lets Tom hold him. Tom rubs his back and tried his best to comfort him. After a while of comfort Tords crying slows to a stop.

"jeg trodde det var for sent." Tord whimpers tightening his grip on him.

"Tord I know very little Norwegian." Tom offers up a smile, Tord sits up and rubs his eyes like a child.

Tom sighs already missing the warmth the Norwegian gave.

"S-sorry." He hiccups and Tom shakes his head.

"No don't be sorry, I'm the one who should be sorry. I didn't want it to end like this I just..." Tom sighs

"I don't even know...it just hurts."

"I could have helped, we all could have." Tom shakes his head and covers his eyes.

"I didn't want to burden you all." Tords eyes widened as he pulls Tom into a hug.

"No Thomas you could never, not to us." Tom cries, and a few years' worth of loneliness and pain comes out with it.

Tord rubs his back and holds him gently as he had done to him.

I guess we both needed this.

After Tom is done he lays back down his eyelids heavy looking.

"Are you tired?" Tord asks softly, Tom nods with a yawn. Tord smiles and leans over the bed grabbing his blanket and Tomee bear.

"Get some rest. We'll talk more when you wake up." Tom grabs Tords hand stopping him from covering Tom with the blanket.

"Please lay with me." Tord smiles and nods.

"Okay."

Tom shifts so Tord could have some room, Tord covers them both with the blue blanket. They cuddle, Tord grabs Tom's hand and rubs it gently.

"I love you, Thomas."

"I love you too Tord."

Edd and Matt smile at them in the doorway.

~~~

Translations (in order) (I know very little Norwegian I'm using google translate so sorry if some of it's wrong.

"Faen! Thomas! Hyorfor?!"- Damn! Thomas! Why?!

"Edd! Matt! Hjelp!"- Edd! Matt! Help!

"He's blør ut, he må gå til hospital!"- He's bleeding out, he has to go to hospital!

"Det er greit Tom... vi skal skaffe deg hjelp og det går bra med deg."- It's okay Tom... we'll get you some help and you'll be fine.

"Hjelp! Hjelp! Vær så snill! Kjæresten min! Vær så snill å hjelpe ham!"- Help! Help! Please! My boyfriend! Please help him!

"HVA ER OK MED DETTE?!"- WHAT'S OK WITH THIS?!

"Er du ok?"- Are you okay?

"ikke Commie meg din jævel du fikk meg til å bekymre deg!"- don't Commie me you bastard you made me worry!

"Nei Edd ikke Tord meg! Han fikk meg til å gråte!"- No Edd don't Tord me! He made me cry!

"Tenkte du i det hele tatt på hvordan du dør ville påvirke oss! påvirke meg?! vet du i det hele tatt hvor knust jeg ville blitt?! hvordan våger du!"- Did you even think about how you dying would affect us! affect me?! do you even know how heartbroken I would be?! how dare you!

"jeg elsker deg Thomas! Jeg trodde ... jeg trodde jeg mistet deg ... og jeg kan ikke leve uten deg."- I love you Thomas! I thought... I thought I lost you... and I can't live without you.

"jeg trodde det var for sent."- I thought it was too late.

#eddswolrd #eddsworld #ew tom #ew tord #ew matt #ew edd #tomtord #tw depression

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Kitty AU - I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep and I need a fake boyf ASAP

From the AU list from the ever-lovely @nerds-are-cool

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This lie had gone way too deep. Ty rarely lied, but the situation had necessitated it. Dru would never have stopped going on about it if he hadn’t told her something. Anything. And so he had. Going against all his better instincts, he’d told her she didn’t need to keep setting him up on blind dates with strangers because, as a matter of fact, he’d just started seeing someone. The blind date offers had stopped, but the endless questions about this mystery boy had begun, as had the web of lies that made Ty’s head ache and stomach twist. He couldn’t keep track of them. He’d tried to say as little as possible about this non-existent boy in hopes that, eventually, he could casually mention that they’d broken up, that Ty was heartbroken, and really not ready for another relationship for, say, ever? He’d need to keep the lie up long enough that the end of this fake relationship would be devastating enough to put him off dating for a while. Ty wasn’t sure how long that would be, but he did know that two months since he’d told Dru and now she was travelling to see him at college and he wasn’t in anyway prepared with a story. Or a boy.

He’d have thought coming out would eliminate his family’s collective curiosity and prying. They were a huge family and massively interconnected. No one could breathe without someone else asking why. After his twin, Livvy, had died when he was 15, they’d all been far more intrusive in an attempt to protect him from any more pain. He and Dru had become far closer; each of them had been lonely in their own way. When he went away to college in NYC, he’d missed Dru, but they’d video-called every day and, after a while, the rest of the family would join too, all crowded together and jostling for a spot on the screen. Coming out had never been something Ty was afraid of, really. His eldest sister Helen was married to her wife Aline. His older brother was bisexual too, and in a polyamorous relationship. No one in the family had ever really cared about things like that. So, after being bombarded by questions about whether or not he had a girlfriend at college, he’d had no problem telling them he was gay. But the questions hadn’t stopped. His family - adaptable as ever - had simply switched out ‘girlfriend’ for ‘boyfriend’ and continued their interrogations until one day Ty had told them he’d met someone. He’d been adamant that it wasn’t to be a big deal, that they’d only just started hanging out, and that his family weren’t to ask questions until Ty was sure he was interested. Pacified by the knowledge Ty wasn’t spending the entirety of his free time hiding in his room - which he was - they backed off.

Dru, having finished school for the year, was flying out to see him and her plane was due in less than an hour. The only thing Ty could think to do was head to the library. It was where he got all his best thinking done. Slinging his backpack onto his shoulders and his headphones over his ears, he set off. His playlist was playing in his ears loud enough that he didn’t notice the person talking to him until they tapped his shoulder.

“Hello? Can I give you a flyer?”

Ty turned, pushing his headphones down and hitting pause on his music. “What?”

“Flyer?” the guy repeated and Ty took the paper absently without looking up. He read it as he walked off and froze, turning back. ‘Rook’s Nook Pawn Shop’, the header read. He stared at the boy who’d handed him the flyer, took a deep breath, and made his way back over.

“Hey,” he said quietly, and the boy turned, looking surprised to see Ty again. He could certainly have done worse in his search for a boy than this, Ty decided. “Um, is this you?” he asked, pointing to the name on the flyer. “Rook?”

“My dad,” the boy replied. He was handsome, Ty thought, with tanned skin and blue eyes. His blonde hair was messy and his hoodie strings uneven under his denim jacket that Ty wanted to pull straight, but he was cute. “I’m Kit. I’m just here drumming up business so my dad might cut me some cash.”

“You need money?” Ty asked. He fished into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He counted forty dollars in cash. “I have a job offer.”

“Forty now and forty later, right?” Kit checked, smoothing his jacket. Ty’s hands were shaking, working rapidly at his sides. He nodded mutely and turned to Kit.

“Look, I’ve never dated anyone. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ll follow your lead. I’m so sorry. It’s...” he took a shaky breath. “I would never, ever normally do this normally but it’s an emergency.”

“Chill out, dude,” Kit said calmly. “I’m getting eighty dollars for, what, four hours work? And it’s not even work. I’m just hanging out with a cute guy for half a day and getting paid twenty an hour. There are people working in McDonald’s who hate my guts right now.”

Ty didn’t have time to think on his comment about his apparent attractiveness to this stranger. He spotted a figure in a black hoodie with a Freddy Krueger shirt underneath and grabbed Kit’s hand firmly. He could feel his cheeks getting warm. This was so not like him. This Kit guy probably thought Ty was a huge flirt. Then again, he’d never see him again after today, so why did he care what Kit thought? He took a deep breath and smiled as Dru approached them.

“Tibs!”

Dru hugged him and Ty pulled his hand free from Kit’s to hug her back, glad of a reason to let go.

“I’ve missed you so much, big brother,” Dru said as she stepped back. She looked Kit up and down approvingly. Ty could’ve died. “And this is the mysterious boyfriend. Ty refuses to tell us anything about you.”

Kit laughed easily and put a hand out for Dru to shake. “I know, he’s so secretive. I’m Kit.”

“That’s a weird name,” Dru said. “I’m Dru.”

“That’s a weird name,” Kit retorted mischievously and Dru grinned at Ty.

“I like him. So,” she said to the two boys. “What is there to do in New York?”

Kit cut in before Ty had to admit that he didn’t really go out. “There’s some great diners. This one place, Taki’s, is super cool. It’s all magic- themed with menus for faeries and vampires and stuff.” He leaned in conspiratorially. “Don’t trust the strawberry syrup.”

Dru laughed. “That’s awesome. Take me there! I just finished watching Nosferatu on the plane so I am fully here for vampires.”

Ty cast Kit a look of amazement and Kit took his hand confidently. He must be a good actor, Ty decided. It didn’t even cross his mind that Kit might not be acting much at all.

After a few hours, Dru said she was tired and wanted to freshen up and get some sleep after her plane trip. Kit and Ty walked her back to her hotel. Ty had checked her in and Kit had carried her bag upstairs when they saw the out of order sign on the elevator. Dru disappeared into a corner of the lobby to call Julian and let him know she was back to the hotel safely before coming over to Ty.

“He’s really sweet,” she said, making Ty jump as she appeared behind him. “I’m really happy for you. You deserve to be happy, Ty. You know that, right?”

Ty nodded. “It’s just, since Livvy...”

“I know, but she’d want you to be happy.” Dru put a hand on her older brother’s arm. She missed her older sister too. Sometimes it felt like Ty was the only one who understood how it felt. “She wouldn’t want you to be scared to love anyone your entire life because you’re afraid they’ll leave. She’d want you to love and to be loved. I think Kit really loves you.”

At least, one of the receptionists waved her over. “Ms Blackthorn?”

She hugged Ty tight and smiled up at him. “I’ll call tomorrow and we can do some more exploring.” As she walked over to the desk, she turned back. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Ty replied and she smiled, waving at someone behind Ty. He turned and saw Kit, a little out of breath but still smiling.

“Tenth floor,” he panted and Ty grinned. “Well, I’d better get going.”

“Let me at least get you a cab,” Ty insisted, but Kit waved the offer away.

“It’s like a ten minute walk. It’s fine.”

The two of them and, on the corner of an avenue, Kit stopped.

“This is me,” he said, nodding at the street. He glanced up at Ty and pulled the money from the back pocket of his jeans.

“Oh, sorry, yes,” Ty said, rummaging for his wallet.

“No, please,” Kit said, pressing the notes into Ty’s palm. His hand lingered on Ty’s a few seconds before he pulled back. “Take it back. It’s been so nice hanging out with you and your sister. You really don’t need to pay me.” He smiled, and the smile was shy and vulnerable in a way the rest of his easy grins that day hadn’t been. “It’s been my pleasure, Ty. Really.”

He turned down the street and Ty’s heart tugged.

‘I think Kit really loves you.’

It was now or never. New York was a big place. He might never cross paths with this stranger again. Well, they were no longer strangers. Maybe now they were friends. That word felt wrong, incongruent, like a shard of glass in his chest.

“Well then can I use the money to take you on a real date?”

The words were out of Ty’s mouth before he could think better of it. Kit turned, cheeks pink, and nodded.

“How does the Starbucks near Central Park by Empire tomorrow evening at eight sound?”

“Uh, g-great, yeah,” Ty stuttered, thrilled.

“Cool. Well, um, good Ty, bye,” Kit stumbled before blushing and giggling. “I meant...”

“I know,” Ty laughed. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Kit danced up the stone steps to his townhouse and waved to Ty down on the sidewalk before he shut the door. Maybe, Ty thought as he headed back to his dorm, the next time his family called there would be no lying needed when he told them he had a boyfriend.

#kitty #KITTY FIC #ty and kit #kit herondale #Ty x kit #kit and ty #Ty Blackthorn #tiberius blackthorn #au #fanfic

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