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it started off small, blake feeling butterflies in his stomach whenever roswo talks to him, constantly daydreaming about roswo, little by little, blake started to feel more comfortable and all affectionate towards roswo.
it made him question his sexuality, was he straight? gay? bisexual? all of the above? he wasn't sure. he'd feel a warm, almost comforting like feeling when he's around roswo.. almost like he was in love..
"eh, probably a friend thing." blake said to himself, dismissing the ENTIRE thought of him having feelings for roswo. he was very lost in thought about the things his mind wanted to think about, before his phone ringed with a notification, from roswo specifically.
'hii cutie'
'wanna go to the arcade?'
blake instantly lit up with joy at the messages, the thoughts in his mind dissolving completely.
'YESYESYES'
roswo's reply came instantly.
'okay, ill pick u up ((:'
blake sat up from his bed and got ready, he wore black cargo pants, a white tshirt, and a blue jacket that roswo gave him as a gift last valentine's. (did i mention that it's february 11 in this fic)
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"come on, bro, you got this!" roswo cheered, hyping up blake who was playing the claw machine, trying to win the minecraft wither skeleton plushie. "im trying rosew— roswo— frick!" he cursed under his breath as the claw let go of the plushie, noticing the ravenette eyeing him. "rosewo??" the brunette glanced back at him. "its how i pronounce your name?"
"whyd you say it two times then?"
"i had a brain fart!"
"brain fart my ass, just admit you said that out of habit." roswo teased, poking the other's cheek.
"no i didnt!"
"yes you did."
"no i didnt!"
"no you didnt."
"yes i did!—" blake covered his mouth in embarrassment as roswo laughed softly, that stupid, lovely laugh that made his heart.. flutter? "see, you said it yourself." roswo snickered. "i'll help you." roswo gently placed both of his hands on blake's, guiding his hands and watching the prongs and claw's movements. "don't press the button yet, okay? let the claw stop swinging first." the ravenette spoke in a soft, gentle tone. gods, this man will be the death of blake.
blake's finger hovers over the button, before he pressed it on roswo's instruction.
the moment of truth.. he got the wither skeleton plushie yay!
"see? knew you could do it, blakey." the brunette rolled his eyes in mock annoyance. "you literally helped me, but whatever.." blake handed him the soft plushie. "here, you can have it, i intentionally wanted to win the plushie as a gift for you.." he avoided his eyes in a nervous manner. "an early valentine's gift, maybe?"
"didnt know you give out early valentines gifts." roswo giggled. "but thank you."