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The air was cold as ice.
The night sky looked beautiful.
The milkyway was visible up above.
Stars twinkled.
The trees rustled in the wind.
The time was 10:08 pm.
Work usually ends at 6:00pm but higher admins stay for longer.
And somewhere behind Roblox HQ stood an admin.
A quite known one at that.
It was shedletsky.
He was wearing his usual white t-shirt with the phrase “blame jhon” written on it in red along with some striped blue shorts. He also wore a thin black jacket which was open from the front. His socks were long, reaching just a bit below his knees. It was pretty cold this time of year.
He leaned against the marble wall of HQ. The building had floors that reached till 60 and higher. The back of HQ wasn’t the cleanest but it was manageable since the stench of the dumpster didn’t leak out.
The winged man pulled out a pack of cigarettes as well as a seafome blue lighter from the inside pocket of his thin fabric jacket.
He flicked the lighter a couple times before the hot blueish-orange flame emerged, emitting some light and warmth in the dark place.
He took one cigarette out of the cigarette box, holding it loosely as he lit the filter part of it making a quiet sizzling sound. He put the butt of the cigarette in between his lips and took a deep draw of the smoke.
The smoke of the cigarette danced in the air before the winged man exhaled, smoke exiting his lips. He held the cigarette between his pointer and index finger, his grip being quite loose as if he’s done this a million times in the past and he most likely has.
No admin knows about the smoking, it’s a little secret between him. It doesn’t necessarily harm him as he’s technically a god alongside all of the other admins, but a bad habits a bad habit. For example if doombringer was an alcoholic it wouldn’t necessarily harm him but it would be a bad habit.
He was just about to take another puff but he heard footsteps approaching. Fast yet casual.
Shedletsky didn’t proses the footsteps until he saw a shadowy figure turn a corner.
It was builderman. His best friend as well as his boss.
Shedletsky didn’t hide the cigarette, he just looked at the man until builderman could properly make out who he was.
“Shed? Whachya doing?”
“Just taking a break”
Shedletsky stayed in that relaxed position before taking another draw from the cigarette, though his grip tightened just a bit.
Builderman leaned against the wall, right next to shedletsky. He never knew he smoked which is surprising since he’s known him ever since he was Telamon.
He wore a gray jacket with “R” written in red and white on the right hand side. Underneath he wore a dark red t-shit which wasn’t visible since his jacket was zipped up. He wore navy blue jeans which were pretty loose as well as a bright orange construction hat.
“Ya smoke? I’ve known yer for years and ya didn’t bother telling me?”
Shedletsky exhaled, the smoke dancing out of his lips before he answered simply.
“Didn’t think you’d care that much. Wasn’t too important.”
“How long have you been smoking for?”
“Somewhere between when I first became shedletsky”
…
The winged man thought that he was going to be scolded at but by his surprise builderman let out a quiet sigh.
“I’d be an hypocrite to scold yer ass..”
The builder pulled out a pack of his own cigarettes from his jacket pocket, grabbing one of the cigarettes in the box before shoving the rest back into his pocket.
“Ah, ya smoke as well? Didn’t know the ‘all mighty Builderman’ who insists on ‘healthy stress coping’ smokes.”
“Oh, shut it ya dumbass…ya have a lighter?”
The winged man pulled out his lighter, handing it to the builder. Builderman flicked the lighter a couple times but nothing came.
“Fuels out…”
Builderman muttered gruffly as he handed back the lighter to shedletsky.
“I’ll just get my lighter from upstairs”
“Eh, that’s fine”
“What do you mea-“
Before builderman got to complete his sentence shedletsky grabbed his unlit cigarette out of his fingers and pushed it gently between the admins lips. Before builderman got to protest shedletsky put his own cigarette between his lips and pulled his face closer, so that the filter of the cigarettes would touch. They didn’t move for a bit until buildermans cigarette caught the flame.
Then shedletsky pulled away and leaned on the wall like nothing had happened but in the dark builderman could see the faintest blush on his face as well has his head wings twitching just a bit.
Builderman brushed it off, and tried to avoid his own blush. He took a draw of the cigarette and exhaled.
“Cigs hit different at night”
“Yep…hey sheddy?”
“Yea?”
“Anyone ever told ya how pretty you look?”
“I-I uhm..no..you look pretty beautiful yourself”
“I-thanks..”
They were both blushing, which was pretty funny seeing the confident admins, builderman and shedletsky getting all flustered over just a silly compliment.
After a bit of comfortable silence both of their cigarettes burnt out.
“I’ll get my lighter from upstairs now”
“Yea, that be nice”
…..
There was an awkward silence for a moment before builderman idiotically spit out.
“Uhm, wanna do the cigarette lighting thing you did but remove the cigarettes?”
Builderman almost immediately regretted saying that, his face flushing like a tomato and words stuck in his throat.
Shedletsky had a similar reaction, his face being flushed but still trying to keep up his confident facade. He was failing. Miserably.
“I-I uhm..yea..yea, sure I’d like that”
Builderman didn’t know what flustered him the most. His shitty attempt at flirting or the fact that it actually worked.
Builderman moved to face the winged man and cupped his cheek. Shedletskys hands almost instinctively moved to his waist, pulling him closer.
“Yer sure about this shed?”
“Never been more sure about something in my life buildy”
Builderman took a deep breath before leaning closer and finally kissing him.
Shedletsky almost immediately noticed how chapped both of their lips were as well as the taste of ash, but he didn’t mind, because it felt amazing. His heart thumped in his chest, his palms were sweaty and he felt butterflies in his stomach. One of his hands tangled in the builders hair while the other stayed put on his waste.
Builderman had almost identical feelings. His palms were sweaty, he had butterflies in his stomach and his heart was pounding in his chest so hard if it were physically possible he would’ve thought shedletsky could hear it. His free hand came up to shedletskys head wings and he slowly rubbed one of them, earning a sound of pure delight out of the winged man.
Shedletsky licked a stripe under the builders bottom lip and builderman opened up, feeling his “best friends” tongue enter his mouth. Shedletsky explored every inch and cevus of his bosses mouth, savoring any noise his “friend” made.
Builderman made sure to rub his wings right, from all the times he’s preened shedletskys wings he knew that it could produce pleasure but he had never done it and this was his chance. He rubbed his feathers in a circular motion, moving up and down. Oh, he was eating up all the pretty noises the winged man made.
Eventually they pulled away, panting. A string of saliva connected their mouths like a bridge before breaking and falling on shedletskys chin. They just stared at each other, like processing the sin they had just committed yet at the same time knowing that they’d do it again if given the chance.
“Holy shit…didn’t know you had that in you buildy”
“..Didn’t know you did either”
“Heh, the ‘first robloxian’ complimenting me on my kissing skills? Must be my lucky day.”
The winged man teased though he was still blushing like a school girl.
“Oh, fuck you”
builderman replied as he made a few more circular motions on the winged man’s wing, earning a surprised high pitched noise from his “friend”
“Fuck you more”
There was a comfortable silence for a moment, builderman brushed shedletskys curly brown hair out of his eyes and shedletsky adjusted buildermans construction hat. Finally shedletsky broke the silence with a simple question with an answer that could change both of their lives forever.
“Hey buildy. Are we dating now or is this just a friends with benefits thing?”
…..
“Dating would be nice”
Builderman smiled warmly as he buried his head in his partner’s shoulder, savoring the warmth. Shedletsky would have said some cocky remark but he didn’t. Instead he ran his fingers through the builders hair.
Slowly he felt his partner doze off in his arms and shedletsky couldn’t help but chuckle at the fact. He picked him up, holding him in bridal style, making sure not to wake him up. He placed him inside his own car, in the passenger seat. Shedletsky got into his car and drove to the builders house.
Tomorrow will be great….