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bromance? (krii7y) (pt 1)

(this takes place in Toronto, where Kryoz visits smii7y unexpectedly and things take a turn..)

(Kryoz: John)
(Smii7y: Jaren)

john's pov:

I inhaled and walked up to the door. I hadn't told him I was coming to Toronto at all. I know I don't seem like a nervous person and that's because I play it off as acting cool all the time. in reality, my social anxiety was off the rails. I put my hand up to knock, but instead pulled out my phone and decided to text him to make it more surprising.

milkbag <3

 john you aint texted me in a hot minute
you okay?

john im getting worried

look out your window, milkwhore <3

what? why?? wth??????

just do it ffs smii

okay then -_-

Smii7y's POV:
I sighed and put my phone down, walking to my window. I stared for a bit before seeing someone walk out from under the small place of shelter at my door and my mouth fell agape.

it was john.

"JOHN??!" I yelled and I rushed down to my door, lunged at the doorknob, opening it. I ran towards the taller, as I lunged at him and hugged him. "JOHN WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?" I yelled, laughing a bit.

he laughed and hugged me back. "What? No "hi", "hello", "I missed you" or anything?" he retorted. I rolled my eyes and looked up at him, still hugging him with a big smile. "I just didn't expect you, out of all people, to be in Toronto to see me. but hey, I'm not complaining." I let go and grabbed his hand, leading him in. "give yourself a tour or whatever. you hungry? thirsty? I can get you whatever you want." I rambled, still holding his hand. I realized this and pulled my hand away, apologizing.

"geez, I'm not a homeless person, calm down." john said jokingly. I laughed a bit, rolling my eyes. "I want to treat my bbg nicely, john. take the offer and go walk around while I make some food." he scoffed and walked upstairs, and into random rooms. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed some things from the pantry.

Kryoz's POV:

I scoffed and walked upstairs, deciding to give myself a tour as told. I opened the first door i saw and walked into a room with a bed, monitor, and-..smii7y+ posters. I rolled my eyes , knowing it was Jaren's room and looked around. i looked for that one milkbag plush he has all the time when we vc. I found it sitting on his bed and grabbed it. to my surprise, it was softer than I expected and held onto it as i walked around the room more.

I decided to be a nosy little bastard and look in his closet. it was a big walk-in closet with neat and organized shelves and racks of clothes. "Hey...wait a second.." I mumbled to myself as I approached a sweater that looked familiar. it was exactly what I thought. a yellow, red, and blue hoodie. yellow on the torso, red on the chest, and blue on the sleeves. this was my hoodie from the last time we met up. I chuckled and grabbed one of his red smii7y+ hoodies to take home with me as payback.

I walked out of the closet, grabbed the milkbag plushie as well, and walked out of his room. I went to the first step of the stairs and yelled out. "Milk! where's the guest room?!" I stood there, waiting for a response and got nothing. i rolled my eyes, put the stuff on the ground and walked down the stairs. I saw Jaren in the kitchen, making pancakes. he had headphones in so of course he can't hear jackshit. I walked up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder, causing him to jump and swing around to face me. "Jesus fuck, john! what the hell??" I smiled and took off his headphones, my hands on both sides of his head to prop the headphones up. "where's the guest room, if you don't mind me asking, smii?" he sighed and smiled. "u-upstairs, first door to th-the left." he stumbled across his words. i guess he was just shaken up from me jumpscaring him.] unexpectedly. "thanks bbg" I said as I pulled his headphones back over his ears and walked back upstairs.

(this one isnt that long but thats the points of oneshots <3)

(725 words,)

(yours truly, trevor.)