Tyrant And The Slave (A SMG34 Fic)

Hangover

TW: Vomiting & Mentions of S*icide

SMG3 groaned as he sat up from a bed with a MASSIVE hangover

"Ffffuck... What happened last night?..."

As SMG3 slipped on his hat which was on the ground in front of him he glanced around the room with his eyes

Based on what he was seeing he knew he was in SMG4's room

He remembered downing a bottle of whiskey with the man but didn't remember what got him here though...

Just then he felt something shuffle around behind him

As SMG3 turned around he saw the guy he just HAD to get drunk with last night sleeping happily beside him with a smile on his stupid face

SMG3 stared at SMG4 with a cold look before whispering

"Despite me faking most of this lovey-dovey bullshit, I gotta admit you look kinda cute..."

And before he could get another thought in he felt like he had to vomit

Like... NOW.

He could sprint for the bathroom or kitchen but he wouldn't make it in time so he just settled for a tiny trash can next to SMG4's computer setup

As SMG3 hurled into the can he groaned

"Fucking alcohol... I'm never drinking again..."

Who was he kidding... He would definitely drink again after awhile... He was such a liar...

He then turned around to check if he accidentally woke up SMG4, but thankfully he was a deep sleeper so he was still passed the hell out

Which was good for SMG3 cause he had to go get things done, like dealing with the shrimp guy who keeps trying to break in

But before that... He needs ibuprofen, cause either he gets medicine or he shoots himself in the head with a shotgun

...

As SMG3 watched poor Axol get tossed around like a ragdoll and burnt to a crisp he was lost in thought about last night's events

SMG3 was able to recall how he made out with SMG4 and honestly, he wasn't all that surprised

Sure, it was unusual but...

Despite SMG4's mouth tasting like booze, he tasted magical...

SMG3 was lost in a trance as he remembered the way his tongue danced with his rival's

And he loved it

Why did he like it so much? He hated SMG4... At least... That's what he his mind is telling him... So why did he...

It was then SMG3 was snapped out of his love-filled daze by someone snapping their fingers in his face

"H- HUH?! WHAT?"

SMG3 tripped over his words as he looked at Belle who was the one that snapped him out of his thoughts

"We need to talk..."

As the two entered the castle they stood in the ballroom

"What'd you wanna talk about Belle... Cause I'm really not feeling well right now..."

SMG3 groaned as Belle stood in front of him with her arms crossed

"It's about you and SMG4... What's the deal with you two?"

SMG3 jumped at the question

"Wh- What are you talking about? There's nothing going on except for me beating the shit out of him!"

"Yeah, you say that but he looks perfectly fine... And I've seen the way he looks at you SMG3"

SMG3 was still. How was Belle this observant? What else has she seen???

"And not to mention, despite him basically being on a leash he's walking you like a damn dog-"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!"

SMG3 screamed which instantly made the room silent

"LEAVE. NOW!"

SMG3 commanded as he pointed the YouTube remote at Belle

Belle put her hands up in fear and quickly booked it back to the entrance of the basement

As Belle slammed the door behind her SMG3 stood there shaking before dropping to the floor exhausted

Even though he thought he was alone right then, he had an observer watching him

As Mario peeked through the door he felt puzzled after watching what just happened

Just then he felt something grab his shoulder from behind

"And just what do you think you're doing here?"