007. Triscuts
007.Triscuts
Rating- G
Words-259
Pairing- Vam
“You truly are the love of my life, and I don’t think I care about anyone more than you. I remember the first time I saw you, sitting there enjoying yourself. You looked too good to be, certainly too good for me. After I got to know you better, I realized that my life before you was completely meaningless. You became my everything: my sun, my moon, and my stars. I couldn’t go anywhere without you. Every time I left you I would feel empty inside, unable to handle the real world without you. I liked when you were around. It felt like it was just me and you all the time. I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost you...”
Ville stopped as a tear rolled down his cheek. He was getting too emotion in his letter and needed to take a moment to himself. He got up and walked out of his office, strolling down stairs to get something to drink. His letter sat on the desk, unfinished as Bam walked into his room, looking for something.
“What’s this?” He had spied the note on the desk, and sat down to read it himself, despite knowing snooping was wrong. The top of the page caught his attention. In bold print read the words, “To the best box of triscuts in the world.”
Ville found Bam rolling around on the floor laughing his ass off a few minutes later, looking as though he could piss his pants. Ville didn’t get it. Didn’t everyone love triscuts?
Rating- G
Words-259
Pairing- Vam
“You truly are the love of my life, and I don’t think I care about anyone more than you. I remember the first time I saw you, sitting there enjoying yourself. You looked too good to be, certainly too good for me. After I got to know you better, I realized that my life before you was completely meaningless. You became my everything: my sun, my moon, and my stars. I couldn’t go anywhere without you. Every time I left you I would feel empty inside, unable to handle the real world without you. I liked when you were around. It felt like it was just me and you all the time. I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost you...”
Ville stopped as a tear rolled down his cheek. He was getting too emotion in his letter and needed to take a moment to himself. He got up and walked out of his office, strolling down stairs to get something to drink. His letter sat on the desk, unfinished as Bam walked into his room, looking for something.
“What’s this?” He had spied the note on the desk, and sat down to read it himself, despite knowing snooping was wrong. The top of the page caught his attention. In bold print read the words, “To the best box of triscuts in the world.”
Ville found Bam rolling around on the floor laughing his ass off a few minutes later, looking as though he could piss his pants. Ville didn’t get it. Didn’t everyone love triscuts?