Citrus Boy & Lemon Boy~

3.

Tw: Slur/homophobia also emotional abuse

Cw:
slight smut? (I guess it's like a make out scene)

Travis's POV

I woke up and Sal wasn't in my arms anymore. I sighed and got up to go look for him.

I found him making breakfast in the kitchen while softly humming to a song. I walked over to him and hugged him from behind.

"Good morning."

"Good morning travy."

He spun around and was now looking up at me.

I lifted his prosthetic and kissed him gently. A small pink formed on his face.

"Still getting flustered after 3 years?"

"What can I say your irresistible."

We laughed and he continued cooking. I was still hugging him from behind with my chin resting on his shoulder.

"By the way, what you making?"

"Well I decided blueberry pancakes with lemonade"

"That sounds awfully familiar."

He giggled and continued to cooking.

———Kinda NSFW starts now———

I leaned into his neck and started kissing him lightly.
He let out flustered sighs and tilted his neck a bit for easier access.

"Travis it's only 7 in the morning."

"So? Doesn't mean I can't kiss you."

"You know what this leads to and I'm not doing that this early."

"I wasn't planning on that."

———NSFW end———

"Whatever, anyways we need to talk about last night and what happened with your dad."

"I know Sal."

"That son of a bitch is lucky I wasn't there."

I sighed and continued hugging Sal tightly.

"Travis are you okay? You seem really nervous."

"I just hate him. I really thought he was gonna be better."

My words came out muffled but Sal still nodded his head and sighed.

"I know, And I promise you'll get through this. I mean he won't be around for much longer."

I laughed and playfully punched him in the arm.

"That would make me a orphan idiot."

(Technoblade wants your location....)

"Cute Christian boy up for adoption. I'm sure someone would be up for it."

"I swear sa-"

I was cut off by a knock on the door.

"I'll get it."

I let go of Sal and opened the door to Larry and ash.

"Hey Travis is Sal here?"

"Erm yeah he's in the kitchen."

I opened the door wider and let them in. They headed off towards the kitchen and I decided to take this opportunity and go get dressed.

I walked into my bedroom and locked the door. I put on my purple sweater and black ripped jeans.

walking out, I saw gizmo was in the hallway. When he saw me, he trailed behind to the kitchen.