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Shedletsky sighed as he spawned back in the cabin, clutching his side that was still in pain even though it wasn't bleeding.
"That, was a horrible round." Chance announced as if everyone didn't already know, "I blame you" Elliot said in a serious but joking manner.
"ME!?" Chance clutched his heart as they fell back into the couch he was sitting on, Elliot on the other side. "I'm pretty sure you missed a bunch of your stuns.." Elliot reminded him.
Chance was about to fight back until Shedletsky sat down on the couch, bitting his cheeks in pain.
"You good man? Still hurt from the round?" Chance said in a unnaturally concerned tone, Shedletsky slowly noded. "You want cuddles?" Shedletsky nodded again. Elliot made a confused face, until Shedletsky layed down onto Chance, nuzzling his head against Chances chest.
Elliot stared in shock, "w-wha-what are you guys doing-!?", "Cuddling!" Chance smiled obliviously, "Something wrong?"
"Yea-!? Why- are guys dating?!" "No! Dude! Not like that! Like, plantonicly! We are just bros!" Chance 'explained', looking at Elliot as if he was the insane one.
"That's not- you can't just do stuff like that and say it's plantonic!" Elliot argued, "yes I can, look, watch this!" Chance said before he shook Shedletsky, who was practically asleep, a tiny bit, then lift his head up and kisses him, on the lips.
Elliot's mouth hung open, he wasn't sure what emotion to be feeling currently.
"WHAT." Elliot practically yelled, shocked at the sight he just witnessed.
"Dude, your just a hater!", Shedletsky didn't seem to react at all to the kiss, he practically fell back asleep afterwards. "Probably used to it," Chance commented
Before Elliot could even question what Chance just said, Chance slid down a bit, placed his arms around Shedletsky and picked him up while standing up. "We are leaving a toxic person like you!" He said jokingly, and left presumably to his cabin.
Elliot stared in more shock, then looked around to the other survivors to make sure they had all seen that.
Nope! Not a single one, all to busy with their own thing to notice Chance and Shedletsky cuddling, kissing, or Chance leaving while carry Shedletsky.
Elliot was going to murder himself.
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Chance and Shedletsky layed in Chance's bed, Shedletsky clinging tightly to the gambler.
'Is this gay? No.. Elliot was over reacting! He always over reacts!' Chance thought, he left a kiss a Shedletskys head before falling asleep aswell.