TMF ONESHOTS IDK HI

Drake 🍄

˙Main ship: Jake x Drew

˙Title:    "An arranged date night."

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"Pssttttt!"

What the...

"Pssssssttttttt!!! LIAM!", a certain boy whispers to me.

-"What, Henry?", I ask.

-"Look at them!"

-"Who-"

-" Drew and Jake!", he whisper-shouts.

-"What about them?", I look at my other friends, talking to each other.

-"They're so obvious, it's insane.", he declares.

I gotta admit Henry's right.

"It's soooo painful to watch..", the boy complains.

-"Wanna...", I move my eyebrows up and down.

-"Oh, hell yes! You're a genius, Liam!", he yells in the hallways.

We're gonna make them go on a date. Today.

"For the love of- Why do you guys have to embarrass me everywhere I go?", Drew asks, crossing his arms.

I look at him confused until I realize the whole school's fucking looking at us.

"Don't blame me! Blame Henry and his yelling!", I point him by the finger.

-"Hey! Way to throw me under the bus...", he pouts.

Jake just laughs while Drew rolls his eyes.

They go back to talking.

"Got any ideas?", I go to lettuce-chan.

-"Drew likes showing off his riches. Does Jake like fancy restaurants?", the boy wonders.

-"Yeah, I think he likes it fancy.", I respond.

-"Great! Let's book a table at that new fancy Italian restaurant!", the dwarf exclaims.

I nod.

"Guys, you coming?", Jake calls us, "The bell rang!", he adds, walking away with Drew.

Henry and I follow our two other friends, heading to Ms. Jones' class. I hate History.

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After what felt like an eternity, we finally exit the classroom.

"Uhm, we'll join you guys in the cafeteria in a second!", Henry announces, sweating slightly.

He's trying not to act suspicious... which makes him suspicious.

"Sure?", Drew says, raising a brow.

Jake and him head to the cafeteria together. Gay.

"Gay, gay, homosexual, gay.", Henry smirks, as he read my mind, this genius.

-"So, what you want, lettuce-head?", I ask.

-"For the date, we have to find a way to make them meet up! And actually head in the restaurant."

-"Yeah, well I have a simple idea that might work!", I exclaim.

He raises his eyebrow, curious and eager to know.

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What's taking them so long. I feel like they're scheming something...

I eat my food, explaining to Jake how I lost my watch yesterday. He was the one that bought it, actually... It was rather expensive, I have no idea where he found the money.