Basically407: wanna be
it’s kinda a song fix except it’s just based off a song ??
song title: i wanna be your girlfriend
genre: fluff
I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your lips.
Everyone was sat around a table, the sky casting a warming light orange glow through the window.
“Cards against humanity always makes great content.”
Craig always put forth this suggestion, grinning at J (Smitty) and John from across the table.
“We could move back to Minecraft ?”
Brian grinned, “A game where i get to kill you guys and prank you. I’m good with Minecraft.”
“Veto that, right the fuck now”
The darker colored friend of the group was in the midst of an argument, fixated solely on finding possible videos to record while they wasted away at Tyler’s for the week.
He missed the longing gaze casted on him from a few chairs away.
“How about Dave and Busters? Everyone likes Evan being in the vlogs, and we all need to get the fuck out of my house sometime this week anyway.”
“His house, his rules,” J spoke out, John nodding his approval.
Tyler glanced around the table, spotting Scotty and glancing to Marcel curiously.
“What do you think, Marcel?”
The male nodded, following Tyler’s gaze to Scotty and peeking up a moment, “Scott.”
“Hm?”
The group turned to him, some shrugging and others chuckling.
“What?”
“What do you think?”
“About what?”
The group burst into laughter, Tyler glancing at Scotty uneasily.
The dark blonde male felt his skin crawling and stepped outside for a break, shrugging, “Do whatever, i don’t care.”
The dark skinned male sat up and grunted, “I’m gonna go... check on him.”
He slipped from his chair and fled the room, heading out into Tyler’s backyard in hopes of talking to his best friend.
The male was found casually leaning against the porch railing and looking out at the sunset.
Marcel let a joke fly through his lips, “You look ready to be fucked.”
Scott jolted, glancing warily behind him with a snort, “What?”
“I meant fucked up.”
“Yeah, yeah, sure bud.”
“You make it so easy to sneak up on you.”
Scott grinned, “I guess so. But your pretty damn sneaky.”
“Is it cus i’m black?”
The two paused before hooting with laughter.
Their laughter seemed to reach the sun, the light glowing slightly brighter as a couple of trees were out of its beam.
They finally calmed down, Scott giving a fond smile before leaning against the railing once more.
“What’s up, Scotty?”
Marcel moved closer and leaned against him, chuckling when the other shrugged and it bobbed his head a bit.
The two sat in silence a little longer before Scott straightened a bit and looked at the other.
He opened his mouth to speak before timidly glancing back down, “Uh”
Marcel looked him up and down briefly, “What?”
Scott huffed, biting his lips before sighing a quick “fuck it”.
Marcel cocked his head questionably as the other turned to him fully, the both of them straightening up.
“I hate you,” the other muttered, “but I love you.”
“What, Scotty?”
“I said- I-“
The others face grew a little pink and he huffed again, “I don’t wanna be your friend.”
Marcel furrowed his brow, lifting a hand to pull the others chin up so they were eye to eye, “What do you mean?”
“I wanna..”
Scotty’s eyes drifted down momentarily, catching at the others lips before they fluttered back up to meet the others gaze.
He groaned internally before surging forward and pressing his lips to the darker males, a hand reaching up to grip the side of his neck.
Marcel was confused for a moment before muffling his laughter in the kiss, a hand curling at Scotty’s waist and the other gripping his chin still.
Scotty pulled away and mumbled an apology, their foreheads resting against one another as they gained their breath back.
“I wanna kiss your lips...”
“Ask me out first.”
Scotty’s blue eyes flicked up, half lidded and shy but still staring at him all the same.
Marcel flashed him a grin, “Dave and Busters, yeah?”
The white male flushed before huffing and resting his nose in the crook of his neck, “Whatever.”
