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Yellow is the type of stick that you would call curious.... REALLY curious. The two recent members of their.. family.. were both really intriguing, well not so recent, a lot of things had to be solved before they actually were definitely part of the family
From what all of his friends managed to get from the black stick figure, it showed that wasn’t even worth to try more..... Yellow had decided then, focus on the new red stick. He already guessed Dark’s computer password... twice.... yet he never went too far, Dark would always catch him
Yellow wasn’t going to give up that easily! Walking in the halls, with no intention of actually wanting to know more about Dark in the moment, he stumbled upon Chosen’s room, noises coming from it and the door not entirely closed. Rubbing his hands without a single beat he decided to spy what was happening in the black stick figure’s room looking through the door crack
“...don’t.”
“Aw why not?” The smirk was clear in Dark’s face, Chosen’s face turned to the other side, Yellow couldn’t see but definitely lost a good information
“Don’t.”
“You’re just acting though,” Dark started approaching, Yellow had no idea what these two could be talking, whatever it is Chosen wasn’t even in the mood “Common it won’t hurt no one letting me say it”
“No I’m not. And it will.” He huffs, a chuckle coming from the red stick, Yellow couldn’t help but find the way he was acting kind of flirty...... this was getting interesting
“Yes you do” he says, his hand leaning to Chosen’s chin and lifting from where his head was, forcing eye contact
There it was, an extremely red Chosen, his cheeks completely heated up and his pitiful “angry” expression, Yellow was seeing this right?
“...I know you like the ‘stupid nickname’” he says still holding Chosen’s chin
“Do not say it.”
“...Choo-Choo” what even was that, Yellow watched as Chosen began blushing furiously at the same time tried to hold his laughter, uh oh they heard.
Not only heard, they saw Yellow looking at them through the door crack, Yellow ran
“Shit”
“Oh you fucking DON’T you little shit”
Chasing began, as Yellow wished he found any of his friends to just burst the news to them