One Shots Book

Two Mutes, No Future. (Subthan)

Alrighty, so this is a one shot as requested by Mr_RandomCat. Here's your angst! Also, Sub and Ethan will look like their Minecraft skins except irl.

Sub sighed as the familiar ringing burst through his music. He was busy animating, this had better be important... Adam? Sub answered the called, confused and annoyed. Adam knew better than to bother him while he was working on an animation.

"Hey Suberino, are you busy?" Adam asked, his voice too loud in Sub's ears. Sub quickly typed back that he was animating, remember? He got an oh in response. "Well, I just wanted you to meet an old friend of mine. Back when my recruits knew him he didn't have a mic and so he was considered mute like you. Just thought maybe the two of you could meet." Clicks were all that were heard on Sub's end as he typed into the Skype chat that he could chat for a little while and that was it. Adam smiled and called out for an Ethan. Sub recognized the name from some comments.

"Where's Ethan?", "Is Ethan back yet?", and "lol, he's reviving Ethan through Sub" were just three examples he could remember. Sub saved his animation he was working on before completely turning his attention to the Skype screen where there was a new, well-built man with silver hair and red eyes. Now, whether these were natural or not were not important at the moment, cause d*mn. That boy was hot.

"So, you wanted me to meet someone?" A new voice spoke. It was smooth, flawless, and Sub was love struck.

"Yep. Ethan, this is my friend Sub. Sub, Ethan. Don't expect him to respond though, he doesn't have a mic. That reminds me-" Adam started but was cut off by his own laughter. Ethan shot Adam a glare before glancing at the screen.

"So you're my replacement?" Ethan asked. Sub typed back a quick: yep, and I learned from the best. Ethan chuckled before pulling up a chair and sitting down next to Adam. 

"My subscribers always have to have a mute to question. Some people even think you're the same person." Adam replied, leaning back before playing with something next to his desk. 

"Alright. Now, what exactly did you want from us?" Ethan asked and Adam let out an evil laugh. Sub typed out a single word: sh*t.

Sub was snapped out of the memory by the cold rain that pelted onto his head. That was when he had first met Ethan, a mere three months ago. Since then, Sub has chatted with the boy often, obsessed with this silver-haired beauty. Now he was out of luck though. Ethan had been called back on duty, Sub had found out quickly of his extensive military services. He was in the Navy, and currently stationed in some ocean far away where Sub couldn't talk to him.

Ethan hadn't told him, but Sub was the first to find out he had to go back. Ethan had fallen in love with this mysterious boy, a mystery just like himself. Since he was back in the army now, he had his contacts in and would have to shave his head. The contacts made his eyes a normal color, to draw away suspicion. He was just lucky with the shaving your head thing being required. He never wanted to leave Sub, and constantly thought of the boy. Even when his ship went into that war zone, he worried about what Sub would think. All soldiers left a letter for those back home for when they died, and when returning, Ethan added a small bit for Sub. Adam would get it to him, he was sure. Adam was all the family he had anyway.

And yet, the only thought that crossed Ethan's mind as the ship went under, trapping him and his crew, was how much he loved Sub. And the only thought on Sub's mind when Adam came onto Skype, interrupting another animation with the news, was how much he loved Ethan back.

I do good? Yeah? God, I hope so. lol, no pun intended. I will take more requests! Just give me (a reason, just a little bit's enough. Just a second, we're not broken just bent, and we can learn to love again! I'll stop ;-;) a ship and either fluff, angst, surprise me (where I surprise you in case that wasn't obvious), and other (any other I'm missing). I will get close to smut, but I will not write actual smut. That's all, peace!