Height Difference (Dash fanfic)
Hellllllloooooooo :3 I’m posting this surprise fanfic in the middle of the week because Norton blocked my internet for 3 days so I missed fanfic Friday…… awkward. I hope you guys enjoy and I will see you all on Friday with Fanfic Friday #3! I love you all so much <3 (P.S I suck at writing fluff like this sorry)
It’s a cute little fluff-filled one-shot between ClashJTM and Mr.360games :D (Sorry if its bad)
Prompt: Double (Mr.360Gmaes) is short so clash purposely hides his stuff up high X3
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~Double’s POV~
I guess I had to face the facts eventually. I was short. Like, really short. And it sucked because Clash would always tease me about it because of course he was tall. It just wasn’t fair! And he would always have to help me if something was up on a high shelf or something and it was mortifying. I wanted to be independent and be able to things on my own!
But I was woken from my thoughts by the sun hitting my face as if saying, “GET OUT OF BED YOU LAZY ASS,” Isn’t the sun lovely? So nice. I was finally tempted out of bed by the smell of bacon sizzling and pancakes cooking.
“Double, get your lazy ass out of bed! I made breakfast!” I heard a familiar voice call from downstairs.
“Five more minutes clash” I mumble back lazily. But apparently Clash had other ideas. A few moments later, I heard footsteps coming up stairs, and then the door opened. I was too lazy to life my head because I already knew it was Clash. “Just five more…..” I mumble. Then I felt arms wrap around me, picking me up. I was surrounded by familiar aroma, and l lied my head down on his chest and listened to the beating of his heart.
Thump Thump. Thump Thump. Thump Thump It was so calming.
“I’ll just set you down on the couch for now” Clash said calmly before lying me on the couch in front of the T.V. “I bring the breakfast to you!” He called from the kitchen. I whimpered as he left, missing his presence. I settled for T.V though.
“Remote….remote… where are you?...” I muttered to myself as I looked around for it. Then I spotted it. Of course. On top of the T.V. Where I couldn’t reach it. I let out a big sigh before calling for Clash.
“What’s up double?” He replied. I was almost too embarrassed to tell him…… but I knew I had to. He was always doing stuff like this, putting my stuff where I couldn’t reach it…. I didn’t mind but it was embarrassing as hell. “I…..I… C-can’t reach the re-remote…” I said quickly and quietly. I heard him giggle from the kitchen. “Need my help?” He asked as he walked over to me and wrapped his arm around my waist; still reaching his arm out enough to grab the remote.
“Here” he said, handing it to me with a smile. He then tackled me and we both landed on the couch, laughing. “I love you” Clash said, kissing my cheek. I giggled and my face went red. “Love you too, even when you put my stuff where I can’t reach it” I said, snuggling into him.
“Oh come on, I just love how short you are! It’s adorable!” Clash said, laying another kiss on my cheek. “You’re like an adorable little kitten!” He said with a giggle. My face went red and I hid it in my hands. Clash pulled me closer to his chest and kissed my head. We layed that way for a while, and I eventually feel asleep wrapped up in his arms.
~The End~
