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Donald strolled quietly into the great big library of the white house, lost in thought. He was so preoccupied with dreamy thoughts of propaganda, tik tok, Joe's eyes, Joe's nose, Joe's stutter and… ugh he had to stop thinking about Joe! He had made it very apparent what his feelings were when he walked out on him at the election! He cried for weeks after that.
Trump browsed books quietly, pretending he could read and picking up random books off the first shelf in front of him. Suddenly, Biden walked in gyatt and all! Donald jumped, surprised at what he saw in front of him. “Joe…? Is that really you?” Donald gasped. “Why are you reading ‘Gay Sex for Begginers’?” Joe questioned, his train of thought suddenly diverted. “Huh? Ohhh that's what this is.” Donald dropped the book like it was burning hot and looked down in shame.
“It's not what you think it is,” Trump said, trembling as Biden looked down at him like the alpha male he is. He bent down to trump's level “its ok trummpy i know you can't read” he said it so soft and sexy trump fell in love all over again! The warm fuzzy feeling he felt when they first met he remembered it so clearly it was the night before the election of 2020 and Trump was seeking fun.
Biden had just arrived and was in the back getting ready for a stupid speech they had to do and Donald accidentally walked into Biden's room. He was doing a tik tok GRWM and applying lip gloss this made his lips looks so edible and sweet he could have devoured him right then and there like a rabid animal, but before he could security pulled him away. the feeling he felt in that moment was the feeling he was feeling right now, ‘Trummpy are you ok?” Biden questioned worriedly.
“I-I-I’m fine…” Trump replied in a crispy, hoarse voice, slowly looking up into Bidens eyes, pale blue like the sky on a winters dawn. He gulped, suddenly very aware of how close the two were standing. Biden, oblivious to Trumps weak state, narrowed his eyes in confusion. “You sure Trumppy?” “ you look a bit pale”. Trump gazed at Biden, the man he had been in love with since that first debate. He leaned in.
Biden gasped as Trump stood on his tip toes and gave the skibidi alphas blushing a small, gentle lick. Trump marvelled at how soft Bidens skin was, he must use some incredible moisturiser. Biden on the other hand, stood in shock, hand on his cheek. Did that really just happen? He didn't know how to feel as his face turned bright red. He kind of liked it?
Then reality hit him like a school bus. Was he GAY?????? As trump stood there waiting for a response, Biden turned on his heel, and hurried out of the library. “Wait…” trump called quietly. But it was too late, Biden was already gone.