Possible TWs: Kissing/making out, boy and boy, too adorably gay, 3rd life flashbacks that make you cry.

Takes place in 3rd Life

Scott: Cyan hair, taller.

Jimmy: Blonde hair, shorter.

Requested by @EggOnToast123 (Hi Mum! Hope you like it!) 

Jimmy spotted a poppy in his inventory. "Here." He handed it to the cyan-haired man beside him. Scott took it and examined it.

"There, I've confessed my love." The blonde added. He saw blush dusting Scott's face, and quickly noticed his own face warming up. "F-for poppies, I mean." He stammered, rubbing the back of his neck.

"No," the cyanette smiled, "for me." 

"I- uh-" Jimmy babbled, his face becoming somehow redder than before. Scott leaned in and gave him a quick peck. 

"Shhhh." The taller murmered. The shorter immediately went silent, though internally screaming from the gay panic. He turned to Scott and made eye contact, leaning closer and close until their lips were pressed together. The cyanette grabbed a fistful of Jimmy's hair in the back and pulled him even closer, their bodies flush with each other. 

They pulled back to take a breath (bloody air, whyyy?) before smashing their faces together once more. They linked their pinkies together, telling each other they were happy. The warmth shared between them was enough to make them slightly sweaty, the kiss deepening until Scott bit slightly on the blonde's lip, requesting entrance. The shorter granted access, trying to dominate but failing immediately. Their toungues fought, razor sharp, breath puffing into each other's mouths. They stumbled back, almost falling until Jimmy's back hit a wall. The taller pressed into the wall, any means of escape for the blonde decimated. He snaked his hands up the back of the shorter's shirt, tracing his spine with his fingers. Jimmy arched his back slightly, still pressing into the kiss. Toungues ran against teeth, as if trying to memorize the patterns. Scott took his hand from the blonde's back and unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it to the side. 

"Woah there buster, not right now. A little early for that." Jimmy pushed Scott away slightly by his chest. 

"Sorry! I don't know why I did that..." the cyanette grabbed his shirt and put it back on. The flow was broken, so they went into their kitchen. The blonde sat on the counter, his legs dangled over the edge, swaying slightly. A hand belonging to the taller male stuck out, holding a small baked good. The shorter took it and popped the whole thing in his mouth. 

"Is it good?" Scott rocked on his heels.

Jimmy swallowed the bite. "Why don't you try it yourself?" He muttered in a flirty way, leaning towards the cyanette. 

"I think I'll take you up on that, petal." They pressed against each other once more, this time more delicately and their fingers intertwined. When their mouths opened for each other neither dominated. They just... existed. Together. Holding each other like they were the only ones that mattered in that moment. And maybe they were. They just knew that they would be together. 

"Until death do us part." Jimmy whispered. 

"Until death do us part." Scott echoed.

~519 words~