(Lol it's 12:10am and I just finished watching the season finale of Buzzfeed Unsolved: Supernatural, or more commonly know as: the only things decent on buzzfeed) ((creds to whoever drew the picture))
SILT: Starships- Nicki Minaj
Total Word Count: 587(?)
"Vines"
"yAO IS THAT A WEED?"
Yao looked up, startled, and laughed awkwardly. He looked from you to the wooden spatula in his hand.
"Haha, no, aru. This is a spatu-"
"i'm cALLING THE POLICE!"
"What?"
He watched as you ran over to the microwave and punched in '911'. He began to chuckle before stopping in shock when he heard the muffled sound of a voice saying "911 what's your emergency?".
It seems like he didn't notice your phone in your hand.
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You grabbed the glass you were looking for and ran into the living room.
You stood in front of Yao, who was on the couch, and held out the glass. He rose an eyebrow.
"Why are you showing me a Cola glass, aru?"
You brought out a bottle from behind you, and held it out.
"Pepsi? What-are you okay, aru?"
You opened the bottle and poured some of the contents into the glass, which made him all the more confused-why were you showing him this?
"Pepsi bottle. Coca Cola glass. I don't give a damn."
You nodded your head to make your unnoticed sunglasses fall down onto your nose and moon walked out of the room, still holding the glass of Pepsi.
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As you climbed into bed that night, Yao asked you a question that had been bothering him all day.
"Aru, were-were you recreating vines in real life today?"
You looked over your shoulder and gave an extremely serious nod before dropping onto your back and falling asleep.
Word Count: 253
"Bars"
Yao and you were at a bar together. Not by choice, of course, but it was raining cats and dogs outside so you took shelter in the closest place, a bar.
Now, you were a very attractive person, like, dammmn gurl/guy/other/chicken/apache helicopter/goat, and this caused you to get a few glances from some of the people in the bar.
One man, who had dark, greasy, combed back hair, had the courage to walk up to you.
"Hey hot stuff, don't see you in here often, you a regular?"
The alcohol on his breath was repulsive, and you held back the reaction to gag.
"I'm not actually."
"Yeah, I could've guessed. You here wi' anyone, sweetheart?"
You rose an eyebrow. You were literally sat next to Yao, who had his arm around you, and he asked if you were here with anyone.
"Yes, actually, I am." You said flatly, and gestured to Yao, whose arm tightened slightly.
The man scoffed.
"You're here with that grandpa?! Come on, leave dad and come with me."
Beside you, you felt Yao stiffen at his words. You glared at the man in front of you before a smirk found its way onto your face.
"I think you must be mistaken. He's not my dad, but he's certainly my daddy."
Yao choked on his drink.
Word Count: 224
"Cat Ears"
You giggled as you spied on Yao. He was reading on the couch, and had no idea of what you were planning.
You put on your secret weapon, a pair of fuzzy cat ears, and crept up to him.
When you were in front of him, you coughed to get his attention. He looked up and his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.
"W-What do you have on your head, aru?" He stuttered, his book now forgotten.
You smiled cutely, and and rubbed your fake ears.
"Meow."
Yao swallowed before mumbling "So. Cute." as he fell back onto the couch. He had passed out from the cuteness.
Word Count: 110
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(It is now 12:52am. I'm watching the Kardashians. I don't know where my headphones are. I'm a mess. Buttttttttt, which was your favourite?)
FotD: Kylie Jenner is not a self-made billionaire, regardless of what Forbes says