kwitanz one shotz

admiration

WHY DO SO MANY OF YOU READ THIS--

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brandons pov

diesel and i had flown out to boston for pax east. kwite had been able to stay with us in the air b&b, so that was exciting. kwite doesn't travel alot, so it's interesting to have him around for once.

it was late, like 11:30 or something, and the three of us were sitting on our individual beds, having very random and spontaneous conversations.

"KWITE STOP RETWEETING STUFF IT'S MAKING MY PHONE VIBRATE LIKE CRAZY." i yelled playfully at kwite.

"brandon be quiet you're gonna get us kicked out!" diesel shushed me.

"i will not stop retweeting stuff, you can turn off my notifications." he said. it seemed to take a minute to process but kwite eventually turned to me, with his head tilted in- what i assume was confusion, "why do you even have my notifications on in the first place?"

i shrugged, "i don't know, to be honest." diesel smirked and raised his eyebrows at me.

"you 'don't know'. okay brandon." he said with a somewhat sarcastic tone.

"i don't." i said- not completely honestly. i looked at diesel and then over at kwite, who was still facing me. he seemed to flinch a little when i looked at him but i ignored it.

"yeah, okay." diesel said, not believing me in the slightest. we returned to what we'd been doing and it was close to silent.

"it's too quiet in here." kwite complained as he leaned his head against the wall next to his bed.

"then listen to music." diesel said in a monotone voice.

"i didn't bring earbuds."

"then listen to it out loud."

"no, brandon will start complaining because he doesn't know what music is. and if he's not complaining then he's gonna judge me so, no." kwite said as he looked over at me.

"i will not." i said with an offended-ish tone.

"yes you will." he argued.

"no i won't, just put on your fucking playlist and i won't say anything."

"alright." kwite said with surrenderance in his voice. he started playing his music, somewhat quietly as to not wake up the people above us.

me and kwite had somewhat of a similiar music taste but i didn't recognise this song. i didn't really mind it though, since it sounded nice.

i continued doing what i'd been doing for a few minutes. diesel laughed and i glanced over at him.

"brandon." he said, trying not to laugh.

"yes?" i was very confused.

"i think you have an admirer." he said and pointed at kwite, who glanced at diesel, then me, then kept his eyes on his phone.

i chuckled a little, "kwite?" he slowly looked up and faced me.

"yes?" he said innocently.

"you staring at me?" i asked with a smirk on my face. kwite put his head back down, not saying anything.

"i think he's embarrassed." diesel suggested with a hint of humour in his voice.

"NO I'M NOT." he yelled in defense at diesel, who only shushed him in response. "plus, i wasn't staring at him in the first place." kwite said, quieter this time.

"yeah, okay." diesel replied, unconvinced. i giggled and i saw kwite glance at me and looked down again.

he seemed almost ashamed, i felt kinda bad. i shared a glance with diesel before trying to get kwite's attention, "kwite?"

he didn't look up, so i repeated his name a little louder this time, "kwite?" he looked up a little, he seemed- for lack of a better word- scared.

"what?" his voice was quiet and he almost sounded like he was going to cry, which made me feel even more guilty.

i smiled sadly at him before saying, "come over here." i patted the spot next to me but kwite didn't move.

"come on." i said again and he slowly got up and walked over to my bed, silently sitting down on it. i looked at him and pulled him into a hug, he hugged me back almost immediately.

"i ship it." diesel said quietly, which in response i told him to shut up. i didn't let go of kwite for a while and he didn't say anything.

eventually he looked up at me and pulled away from the hug, he laughed nervously which made me smile.

"oh my god, can y'all stop being so gay when i'm around i feel like such a third wheel." diesel said and i laughed, my face getting slightly red.

"no, we will not stop being gay, so if you could be so kind as to fuck off it would be highly appreciated, thanks." kwite said and hugged me again. i laughed and put my arms around him.

"brandon, your face is so red." he laughed a little. i was wearing a hoodie so i put my hood up to hide my face and diesel just laughed even more.

"this is harassment." i said in a non-serious tone. i heard kwite giggle a little, he was adorable.

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1k reads later and i still cant write endings iam sorry

BUT THANKS FOR 1K

-adis