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Biden-chan and Trump-san have always had quite an interesting relationship, having met in the... politics fandom of all fandoms. They had grown to detest one another over time, although one’s feelings were… conflicted, for lack of a better word. However, one of the two began to question his… preference of relationships.
That one just so happened to be Biden-chan. He couldn’t resist, even if he tried. Trump-san's complexion, that of a mandarin orange, he had fallen for. His sparkling emerald orbs he wanted to look at the stars through. His hands looked like they belonged to the deadass Lorax... he wanted them to wrap around his waist and hoist him up onto a be-.. no… he couldn’t be having these thoughts about his sworn enemy..
That was, until one fateful evening at a Denny’s…
"A-ah..! G-gomennasai..!”
Biden-chan is suddenly on the ground, hastily picking up his yaoi collection that he was planning to read whilst he waited for a work meeting to start in the Denny’s.
"N-no..! You can’t see this.. This is my… private book collection… nani…!!!!"
The oopma loopma blushed at the sight of the yaoi, the same collection he owned - His orbs sparkled like stars.
“Biden-chan.. I have the same set.” He confessed, his knees almost buckling together.
"...this was certainly… u-unexpected… My goodness.." Biden-chan nearly squeals, holding his yaoi close to his chest as he looks up at the orange man. His face is flushed. Biden-chan can’t seem to bring himself to stand up. Seeing Trump-san stand over him like that… it was so… Hot?
No. Did he really think his sworn enemy was… HOT?!?!?
Trump-san blissfully listened to his squeal - the sound echoing off of his thoughts, the sound was so so.. sexy.
“My goodness..~”
Suddenly, Trump-san felt like an alpha, wanting to aggressively mate over yaoi. Standing tall above Biden-Chan with his 7’7 height, his orange moist tongue licked over his grossly chapped lips.
"OBJECTION!”
Somebody bangs through the door, screaming loudly in the middle of the Denny’s.
"Trump-sama is MY senpai! You can’t take him away from me!”
The voice was loud, leaving no room for argument as their 7’5 figure stormed into the room with heavy steps.. it revealed to be..
"T-TRUDEAU!! NO!! HE’S MINE!!!”
Biden-chan squeaks, his face devoid of color as he immediately drops his yaoi collection once more.
Trump-san on the other hand immediately became flushed at the attention, the two omega’s fighting over him was a blissful sight to bestow upon. His orange skin now brighter, like he was basking in the sun.
“Trudeau..” Trump-san’s voice was a breathless whisper, his orbs sparkled - Mind racing and throbbing just like a certain thing below..
"Man I don’t get paid enough for this."
A Denny’s employee scoffs at the politicians gathered, throwing the hat on the ground like they’re quitting the Krusty Krabs or some shit.