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HEHEHE !! HAIIIIII :33 FIRST STORY !!

I originally wanted to start up on wattpad BUT IT DIDNT LET ME,, so i’m here !! As the title says!!! THESE ARE COMEDY GOLD ONESHOTS!!! Some of them will be t4t some wont i’ll let ya know <3 !! Ok ok i gota start writin BAI BAIIII !!!!!

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【Trophy POV】;;🏆

‘CHEESY, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU.’ 

Comedy Nerd:’1M GO1NG!! Oj stopped to talk to me about a show he wanted me to put on, SORRYYY TROPHHH!’ 

‘Fine, just make sure nobody catches you with the bag of uhm, you know. Get the fuck over here, doors unlocked.’ I texted back. 

“I know, Troph!” He said as he opened the door with his satchel across his shoulder. The idiot better have the weed, i knew he would bring some of his Jack Stauber vinyls so I had set up the recorder he brought over when we hung out.

”Took you fucking long enough. Do you think OJ smelled anything off you? Or did he just ask questions about that show you got?”

”Yeah! Got me a show on uhhh I think he said around the 15th or the 17th of next month!”

”i’ll be there to heckle you, i suppose.” I Chuckled at his “offended” face.

”hmph! I’ll fuck up your blunt, watch it..” He said jokingly, giggling after he said it. He locked the door behind him and started walking towards me so I got up and went to sit on the floor. I saw him pull out his records like i had predicted, then the bag of weed and roller and all that. 

“Here, I’m going to- oh! You already set it up! Thank youu!” He said to me as i saw him go to the recorder. His stupid smile ls gorgeous. I better stop with these thoughts before I say anything about my feelings towards him while we get high. Fuck.

【Cheesy POV!】;;🧀

I’m so glad he set up the recorder beforehand!! I tossed my satchel on trophy’s bed as I went to go put my vinyl on. He hasn’t heckled at my shows in a while, or my jokes in general. He seemed to.. like them, he would giggle from time to time! What am I worried about, i’m being ridiculous.

”Alright music’s done! You sure tissues won’t be here all night?” I asked to make sure

”Hm? Oh yeah, he’s staying at yin-yangs. Or some shit like that.” He replied confirming tissues absence. 

“Okay! Thanks!” I say going to sit down with him.

【No POV + Time skip】;;🏆🧀

The two sat down together on the floor as ‘peppermint‘ played in the background, their eyes red, giggles being passed around as if they were playing a game of catch. Jokes being emitted from both Cheesy and Trophy. 
“Haha! Hey, cheeseball. I’m seeing noothing but colors. I think they're telling me something man."

"Oh yeah like wh-haha-what? 'ay trophy, you may brie gay!' hahaha!" He said going to slap his knee. 

"Yeah, Dude. I dunno but before thiss. i was just. i wanted to kiss you, man. By the way I doubt I would be able to heckle at your shows anymore. Anytime I see you I just, oh god.” He said, blushing as he continued.
”Do you want to kiss me right now?”

“Cheesy. I’m. I’m not thinking the best right now but fuck yes.”

And with that, the two of them got close to each other, ’Doctor’ now playing as they locked lips. Cheesy’s hands on Trophy’s cheeks, and Trophy’s hands on cheesy’s waist. 
“So..?” Cheesy said, blushing while he looked up at him after letting go of their “I- oh- I feel red. Cheesy, Am I red..”
“I kinda want to kiss you again.” Cheesy said to him and with that trophy pulled him back into a kiss when he said that, one hand on cheesy’s waist and the other in his curls.

【OJ POV】;;🍊

”god fucking damn it..if he doesn’t open this door now, i’m kicking him out.”

I had gotten a complaint that a smell and noise was coming from Trophy and Tissues room, I know it’s definitely not tissues, strong smells affect his “Condishawn”. So it was trophy, I heard music from his room but it was cheesy’s music.. what the hell were those idiots doing. 
it had been about two damn minutes, fuck it, I have the key. “TROPHY GOD DAMN- it..” 

【No POV】;;🧀🏆

OJ had walked into a high Cheesy and Trophy making out, smoke filled the room, he was surprised the smoke alarms hadn’t gone off. OJ walked away of the scene locking the door once more, not wanting to see anything more and went to see paper(fag). 

【Another fkn time skip RLLY?? Fine wtvs】

After they had ‘sobered’ up they had realized how red they were.

“Trophy..?” 

Trophy, trying to not die from a heart attack, didn’t hear him.

”trophyy?” 
“Sorry, cheesy. I’m trying not to die right now.” Trophy replied to him

”Hey, its fine if you don’t want to like, see me or be my friend anymore after toni-”

”Shut up. Don’t you dare say that. Cheesy, I don’t know what you want us to be but. I don’t want you thinking that I don’t want to be with you. If anything i..i want to be more to you..” The jock said to the comedian that was trying not to cry at his words. 
“o-oh.. well. Would it be cheddar if i asked you to.. brie my..boyfriend?”

Trophy, though he has a tough jock persona, is himself a dork and hopeless romantic and replied with a kiss. “Does that answer your question, cheese puff?”

“Mhm!” Cheesy replied as he blushed, the two of them looking like tomatoes. 
They got up from the floor, cheesy went to turn off the music and to put the vinyl back in its sleeve and trophy fixing the bed. 

“Hey, trophy, can I stay and sleep with you..? I know tissues won’t be here all night and y’knowww.” He said while he went to get his satchel and put the vinyls in there, then went to clear the smell from the room.

”Of course you can sleep in here you dunce. If anything sleep in my bed, I don’t mind sleeping on the floor.” He replied to him as he fixed the bed for cheesy now.

”Oh no no, not like that. I sorta wanted to sleep with you. On the same bed?” He said nervously since he had finished cleaning and making the place smell normal again. 

“You sure, cheesy? I don’t want you getting uncomfortable or anything.”

”I’m sure! It would be grate if I woke up with you by my side!” He said giggling at his own joke, smiling when he heard trophy giggle as well. 
“alright then, c’mon.” He said smiling at Cheesy’s ridiculous pun, seeing him turn off the lights, and get to bed, trophy following after him.

”Goodnight Trophy!”

”Goodnight Cheesy. I love you.”

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【No POV】;;🧀🏆

Cheesy and Trophy both woke up in each other's arms, props to oj for installing curtains so dark it makes it seem like its night when its morning trophy thought, though this just gave cheesy an idea for a joke. 
“Hey trophy!”

”yeah?”

”wanna hear some dark humor?”

”really? Cheesy we just woke up and god what time is it?”

Cheesy whined since he REALLY wanted to use this joke with him before anyone else, trophy sighed and gave in

“alright. I’d like to hear some ‘dark humor’..Love..” he said hesitantly, praying cheesy wouldn’t hear that last bit.

”YAY! Ok so- Wait what did you call me..?” He said close to stimming and kissing trophy like he had the night prior. Trophy pushed him back into bed and tossed the blankets on him.

”N-NOTHING. I SAID NOTHING, CHEESY..!” He shouted very flustered as he darted up from bed and went to turn on the lights and went to get his towels so he can shower. Cheesy got up and went to go hug him after he called him ‘love’

”TROPHYY! Don’t brie Embarrassed! I loved the name,Hun.”

Trophy jumped at Cheesy’s appearance behind him, cheesys hands on his waist which made blush madly. 

“AH-ok ok! I’ll call you more things just let go before I die on you..” He said flustered and very red.

”YAY! Ok I’ll let goo! I’ll wait for you out here! MWA!” He got on his tiptoes to try and atleast kiss his cheek before trophy went to go shower.

”haha, alright. Love you, cheeseball, i’ll take 20 minutes, 25 max.” He said before leaving to the bathroom, cheesy going to do the bed.

【Cheesy POV!】;;🧀

OH GOD !! I- AHHH! I never knew he would call me these types of names!! It feels unreal, am I even awake?? Am I still high on the floor?! HOLE-Y SWISS! I can’t believe all of this is even real. Before I knew it, i had finished the bed and already had my notebook in hand while on Trophy’s bed, DRAWING HIM?? I mean, of course i would be drawing him, BUT I HAVE TO MAKE HIM LOOK GOOD! Obviously, he’s handsome, and his hair always smells good, even though he works out ALOT. His hands are so soft, and warm. Mine are always cold for some reason but his are always warm! I love him.

”Is that me?” It was trophy, HAD 20 MINUTES ALREADY PASSED?? HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN STANDING THERE

”AH- TROPHY? IT’S UH NOTHING!! ITS NACHO BUSINESS” I screamed in panic as I quickly closed the notebook and almost stumbled and fell when I saw him and AHHH I’M LOOSING MYSELF AGAIN.

”you’re cute trying to think of puns on the spot when you’re embarrassed.. do you think you could .. send me that drawing when you’re done..? Your art’s really nice, Cheesy.” I think I might explode.

”O-Oh o-of course! I’d need to add color and the stickers but I’ll send it to you!” 
“Don’t worry about rushing it. I don’t want you to ruin your train of thought, whenever you can just send it, alright?”

”..alright!” I love him..

🍊📄＊【TimeSkip + No POV】;;🧀🏆

The Comedian and Jock emerged from the Jocks room, their fingers intertwined with one another as they made their way downstairs untill they got stopped by the manager himself and his Husband. 
“You two. I’ve been meaning to talk to you guys.” Oj said as he walked towards the two yellow boys.

”What happened OJ? Does the date to my show have to change?” Cheesy said with worry and he held Trophy’s hand tighter 

“No no, not that just. Last night we got a smell and noise complaint from Trophy’s room, you guys wouldn’t open so i used the master key and opened and..” he sighed and told paper something

”ah- Alright Oj, i’ll be back!” Paper said and then disappeared from the scene 

“Okay listen you two. I don’t care if you two are dating and stuff, just don’t smoke that shit and blast music so loud to the point where both Paintbrush AND Soap have to complain..”

Trophy And Cheesy looked embarrassed as they stopped holding hands to cover their red faces after getting caught by OJ.

”and if one of you can.. can i have some stuff of what you two smoked. I want to try some with paper.” He said, though rather of being red like Cheesy and trophy, he was pink just asking.

”I- I have some spare? Not sure if you want this?” Cheesy said as he looked through his satchel looking for the bag of weed from the night before, adjusting his glasses while he looked. He finally found it and showed OJ

”That would be fine. Thank you. Anyways, just please don’t get anyone complaining after hours.” And with that, The manager disappeared most likely back to his husband downstairs. The yellow colored pair staying silent.

”I didn’t hear him. Open.. last night. Did you?” Cheesy asked trophy, dumbfounded.

”I was baked dude. Only thing on my mind was your lips. I did not notice.” He said, equally as dumbfounded. 
“Atleast he isn’t kicking us out!” Cheesy said, back in his jokey voice while he nudged trophy. 
“hah, yeah. C’mon, i’m starving.” The jock said as he went back to intertwining his fingers with The Comedian.

”Oh Gouda, me too.. Wonder whats for breakfast today!”

and with that, the two went down and started their day after that confrontation.

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【Cheesy POV】..;;🧀

Trophy has been my friend for a while, though I wish we were more. I doubt he likes me that way. If i told him i just know he would drop me and oh god, despise me. What if he already does?! What if he’s hanging out with me just because he doesn’t want to be roommates with tissues.. How can I think of jokes for my show under these conditions.. oh gouda..

I’ll just, talk to Mic or The cherries, they seem to calm my nerves.. so does trophy but, with the way these thoughts are at the moment, i think i’d be in more pain if i’m near him..

【TimeSkip】;;🧀

 “Awe, Cheesy.. i know how your feeling. It sucks. Especially when they aren’t the nicest person.” Mic said to me as i was there in her room. How can she know what i’m feeling when her girlfriend is soap.. arguably one of the kindest people in the hotel.. I can’t be getting mad at her though, shes helping me through this, no?

I sigh, “Thank you, Mic..! I’ll go uhm make some food or draw or you know me! If anything happens i’ll let you know!

”Alright then, Cheesy! I’ll be here!” And with that, I left her room and headed to the kitchen to make myself some instant noodles, didn’t feel the best to make myself something difficult, I’d usually make a grilled cheese or some Macaroni, didn't feel it today, aside from my overthinking, I’m close to having the worst dysphoria breakdown ever. 
“Oh, Chessy! I went looking for you in the room, you weren't there, You doin’ alright, bud?.” Oh god, It was trophy.. can this day get worst..

【Trophy POV】;;🏆

Thank god I found him, I was worried. He hasn’t texted me, or bothered me, or anything all today.. 
“Shit- Trophy! Hi! Uh, yeah i’m doing gouda! Just a bit uhm, hungry!” I looked at his startled face, he wasnt dressed in his overly dramatic clothes, he just had a hoodie on and his Garfield pyjama pants, he usually always had some sort of bow tie but not today. I know somethings up, but what..?

”oh! My noodles are done, i’ll uh swiss you later trophy, i have stuff to do, hehe..!” And then he walks away. More like speed walks away..
He’s not alright. I’ve spent enough time with him to know when he’s ok and when he’s not.. what the hell could be upsetting him. Especially when he’s the most adorable and funny person i’ve ever had the pleasure meeting.. What’s upsetting him…

【Cheesy POV】;;🧀

Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK- AH SHIT OW.. I fucking burnt myself, wonderful. First i get dysphoria, then i start to overthink about my friendship with trophy, then he appears during my overthinking, NOW I FUCKING BURNT MYSELF. WHAT AN AMAZING FUCKING DAY. How do I expect someone like trophy to like, let alone love a mess like me. For fucks sake, i bet he’s laughing at how stupid I was in the kitchen. I desperately need a distraction. Thank god for Will Wood, Jack Stauber, My notebooks, and crocheting. I’ll calm myself in no time.. god I hope i do.

【No POV】;;🏆🧀

There cheesy was, eating his noodles in his desk, sketching a million versions of trophy he could, trophy in various different outfits. His playlist that consisted of songs from Jack Stauber, to Will Wood, to Lemon Demon, and to Tally hall. He hoped this would clear his thoughts until the wretched love songs he enjoyed would play which would destroy his mood all over when he thought he was feeling better. He transferred his drawings to poetry, all love poems and things he would say to Trophy if he weren’t so scared of rejection or if he didn’t overthink every little thing.

Nothing seemed to work. He tried everything that would usually help him during these times, music, failed. Drawing, failed extremely. Writing, god he failed tremendously, he even lost a couple considering he would rip them out his notebook, he was to depressed to think about the ones that got lost, saying “Its a problem for tomorrow cheesy.” 

‘How I wish i could say these things to your face. I wish I was more to you than just your friend. The thoughts of you as mine won’t leave my head, the only way i can say these things to you without making puns is through ridiculous pieces of paper’ No, that wasn’t good. The more he wrote, the more tired he became, it hadn’t even become night yet and he already wanted to sleep and change the date.

after three or four more scrapped poems/letters and drawings, he went to bed, connected his headphones to his phone, played his music and dozed off.

‘then i go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid like “I Love You”…’

His weighted blanket was working wonders, and the plushie that T.. Trophy bought him once when the hotel went out for a field day to the carnival that was nearby, being squeezed like never before. He cried himself to sleep that night, he was thankful that the room was empty when he did.

Hours after Cheesy had cried, he was obviously already asleep, snoring softly. Then trophy comes in, seeing the mess that was cheesy’s desk, he took initiative to clean it for him, sure Cheesy was always messy, but not as much as tissues he thought. After all, he would clean up after Cheesy anytime. Cheesy wasn’t just a friend to Trophy, he was more like ‘the one’ for him. He’s never been so comfortable and happy with another person before Cheesy. If he could do the same for him, he would without hesitation.
‘Dear Trophy’, ‘I wish you were mine.’, ‘I know you probably hate me and only stay as my friend because you rather have me as a roommate than tissues.’

Tears. Tears had been emitted from Trophy as he read the things Cheesy scraped, he turned to the sleeping Comedian, he could see it on his face that he had fallen asleep crying. He now knew what had been the cause of his sadness. He now made it his goal to make him happy, to make him His.

Cheesy was a deep sleeper, Trophy found that out when cheesy got a million spam calls and slept through all of them while trophy woke up at every ring. Then again he sleeps with music and headphones on. Trophy used this bit of information and went over to the sleeping yellow boy, lifted his curls off his face and kissed his forehead.

”Oh Cheesy. I’m so sorry. I’ll make it up to you in the morning. I promise.”  Trophy said to him, knowing he wouldn’t hear whatsoever but didn’t care. He would vow to make cheesy feel better, and he was not going to break that promise. After Trophy was done cleaning us cheesy’s place, he went to shower, after his shower, he looked over cheesy, trying to find out ways to make the depressed comedian feel better. After that, he himself went to bed.

【TimeSkip to morning + Cheesy POV】;; 🧀 

Gone again.. what am I thinking, god damn it. He’s probably busy. Alright cheesy, enough of your bullshit, today your going to- 

“Cheesy! You’re awake! Thats good, I made you a cheese omelette and I remember you saying that you liked chocolate milk so i made you some, oh and a concha! I remember you said you enjoyed those too so i went out to buy one!” It was trophy, standing at the door, with a tray of food i enjoyed. Why is he doing this.. what happened while i was asleep..?

”T-Thank you, Trophy.. leave it at my desk, i’ll eat when i’m dressed and showered.” Don’t cry right now, Cheesy. Please don’t.

”alright then. I’ll be here on my bed if you need me!” He said while i stumbled to get out of bed, i went over and sipped some of the chocolate milk and felt better. It had milk foam over it. How the hell did he remember that small detail.

【Trophy POV】;;🏆

I hope this cheers him up. I’ll tell him at night on the roof that I.. like- no what a stupid weak word, love. Yeah thats better. That I love him. I talked to my sister about what she did before she asked out Microphone, so i’ll take her advice, minus the cleaning parts. Making him breakfast, doing his favorite things with him, make his day enjoyable, and confess when the time is right. Today is Cheesy’s day. I wish I had noticed faster yesterday before he cried himself to sleep.

‘I know you probably hate me and only stay as my friend because you rather have me as a roommate than tissues.’ That damn note. I’ve heard Cheesys voice crack while crying. That voice reading the note it replayed in my head and tore me apart every time i remembered it.

After 30 minutes, cheesy finally came out with a smile on his face, his curls all exploded like whipped cream on cheesecake. He loves cheesecake. And all though his curls look crazy and untamed, they're very soft and easy to run your fingers through, he spends a long time on his hair, I walked in on him with scrunching his hair while blowdrying it at the same time. And his clothes so ridiculously dramatic and accessorized, the big orange and yellow striped bowtie being the main accessory and- 

“Trophy? Are you sick? You’re insanely red..” 

“OH- CHEESY! Sorry I’m alright, I was just thinking!” His smile was close to disappearing after I had said that

”It’s nothing bad! Just thinking of some things I had planned to do with you”

”Me? You’re not busy? You don’t want to hang out with your friends or go work out?!” He sound panicked, almost as he didn’t want to bother me with his presence but his presence is always the highlight of my days.

”yes you, CheeseBall. My schedule is clear today so, might as well spend it with my best friend no?” I cant tel him what I feel yet. 
“o-oh.. alright then, I’m going to go eat that food you made!”

after he ate the food, I went to check if he enjoyed it

”What did you think?”

”Feeling cheddar! Already!” I love those stupid puns of his…

【No POV】;;🧀🏆

After the two were done in the room, they moved on with their day, doing all the things cheesy enjoyed. Seeing cheesy smile once more and get excited about things made it all the while worth it. Finally the sun started to set. They returned to the hotel and went up to the rooftop where they would hang out on sunsets or nights like these, for cheesy to crochet and rant about whatever he liked, and for trophy to photograph a landscape every now and then. To Cheesy’s surprise, the rooftop had been decorated beautifully, with a basket of yarns and crochet needles in every size that could be possibly needed, and in the little table, was a cheese cake.

“Trophy..? What is all this..”

”Cheesy, I’m sorry. If I ever made you feel like I hated you. Its so very far from that. At night you tossed your notes everywhere, I cleaned for you and there was one that would leave my head. I did all this for you. Just so I can tell you this now.” 

“Trophy what are you doing..”

”Cheesy, I love you. I could never hate you. Never again. I love your smile, your ridiculous clothes, your wide cheesy grin after every pun or kneeslap, I mean hell, your puns are contagiou..s”

All of a sudden, The comedian starts to sob, and then he hugged The jock that was spilling out his emotions about the shorter one.

”p-please s-say you a- aren’t lyi-lying.”

”I’m not. Oh god, Cheesy. I wish I had told you all this sooner. I’ve loved you for the longest time now. I can’t believe I waited this fucking long.” He hugged back, the two being in a tight and loving embrace. 
“I- I lov-Love you tr-trophy..”

”I love you too, Cheesy. Look at me.”

Trophy lifted cheesy’s tear flooded face and wiped his tears for him then set a kiss on his forehead.

”I love you. I could never hate you. Never again. I want to make you as happy as i did today.” The comedian started to cry once more, while The jock comforted him and hugged him tightly.

”T-Trophy.. can i hic ask you something..”

”Of course, what is it?”

”c..can I kiss you. Not ok the cheek or- or anything but. Y’know..”

Trophy grabed his chin and placed his lips on cheesy’s.

”like that?”

Cheesy was red, almost as red as Test Tubes Radioactive Waffles.

”yeah. Like that..”

just like that, the two kissed once again, both of their worries washing away as they kissed into the night.

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【No POV】;;🧀🏆

“Hey, trophy! What do you say we haha ! Go to a seven eleven ?!!”

the two of them were high. Very high, it was their little way of having a fun day at the hotel and lucky for the two of them, the hotel as quite empty, Oj and Paper were out running errands, most of the couples, not including them two, were out on dates, the younger ones like cherries and bot were out at school. It was a good day for them.

”Man, what the fuckk, we’re high as hell, dude. I’m fighting single demons right now trying not to make out with you, how the fuck you think i’ma be at a seven eleven?!” Trophy said to Cheesy as he smoked

”why don’t you kiss me right now, white boy.” Cheesy said as this was his way of pissing him off and flirting with him. He smoked a bit from his blunt and blew him a kiss, literally. 
Trophy blew the smoke out his face and grabbed Cheesy by his bowtie

“Get your ass over here, idiot.” 
Once trophy had pulled him towards him, he took one last puff and kissed him, this went one for about 3 minutes before he let him go, cheesy’s head hitting the floor as he was to high AND flustered to process shit.

”Lets go to that seven eleven.”

.  .  .  . 
Walking to the seven eleven was the craziest experience the two have had as a couple. Their hands were mad sweaty but wouldn’t stop holding hands. Cheesy though he had forgotten his wallet and forgot that he always has his satchel on so trophy hit him on the head and made him remember.

”Alright trophy, what are we getting when we head into the seven eleven…??” Cheesy whispered at him as he asked, Trophy whispered back.

”Slushies… and sushi. And those shitty seven eleven brand gummies they have. Lovee those. Also whyyy are we whispering..?”

”For fun affect of course, My Love!! HOLE-Y SWISS. THEY HAVE A SPECIAL ON THE MONSTERS !!” 

“What if we made a monster slushy..”

”D..!” Cheesy said out of nowhere after Trophy’s suggestion.

”D? D what??”

”DEEZ NUTS !! CATCH ME!” He shouted as he ran through the doors that said pull. He pushed the doors and slammed face first, trophy running behind him.

”WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY, HAHAHA YOU SLAMMED FACE FIRST” Trophy said laughing hysterically at his boyfriend that was on the floor after hitting his face, his glasses were surprisingly in tact.

”Trophyyy, you’re being a meanie,, someone sure as hell won’t be getting sug today!”

”Cheesy what the fuck is ‘sug’..”

”SUGON DEEZ NUTS!! LOVE YOUU, CATCH ME HAHA” This time instead of absolutely fucking dying on the door, he pulled and entered the seven eleven and hid near the coffee section.

“WHAT. AGAIN..?!” He entered the store after him and started to play along.

”come out you dumbasss!” A giggle was heard after trophy had said that. They didn’t care about the dead end employee just looking at their idiotic playing. They were having fun and they knew they would laugh about it once they had gone back to normal.

”FOUND YOU HAH.” He found cheesy, and pulled him by his ridiculous suspenders. 
“Ooo you coming to kiss me again, Darling?!”

”Nope!” He replied to cheesys comment and he held him up above his head and placed him on his shoulders

”Now you’re unable to run away, Cheese man.” Trophy said as he held onto the yellow boy on his shoulders

”TROPHY, WEY NO MAMES, NO MAMES, BAJAME WEY BAJA- ouuu, strong boy trophy holding me up on his shoulders! Mwa!” He kissed his forehead as he remembered that he was close to his head and they walked around the seven eleven getting the stuff they wanted. Cheesy got a Baja Blast slushie “For the vine!” He said.

after they got their stuff they went up to the front where the employee behind the counter snapped a picture of them, rung their things and said 

“Don’t dare coming back. High, sober, drunk. Don’t care. The two of you are BANNED.”

They got kicked out and the employee put them on their banned billboard..

【back at the Hotel】;;🧀🏆

”CHEESY?! TROPHY?! WHERE WERE YOU TWO?!” Oj has been back while paper sighed in relief and gasp surprised as he saw the short yellow boy was on the taller blonde’s shoulders.

”woah OK! Lets not gouda-ahead of thiss! We’re hererr!” Cheesy obviously said as he rested on Trophys head.

”Ok sure but, we almost went on LOCK DOWN. AND- ARE YOU TWO HIGH?!”

”hehe maybee !” The two of them said in unison, the smell of weed REEKED off them.

Oj and Paper just sent them to their room where they spent the rest of the day in. 
Not smoking again, rather just enjoying their company.

an hour after they been sent to their room, the two fell asleep in each other's arms since they had been tired after causing chaos at the seven eleven. Their bag of snacks on the floor, and their shared slushie on the desk, and their shared playlist playing as they were asleep while a candle had been lit to get the smell of weed out.

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【Trophy POV..】;; 🏆

Its been simply three months.

Three fucking months. And it’ll become more. And more. And i’ll never see him again.

”Trophy. Please come out. Its been months since we’ve seen you. We know you’re going through something but-” It was my older sister. Shes been at the damn door for the past weeks. First it was OJ and the rest of the damn hotel. It became less and less as the weeks went by, obviously she’d be the only one checking in on me now.

”Go with Microphone. I’ll be fine.” I replied to her. My voice tired from sobbing and screaming from these past days.

”Fine. But at least come out to eat. You can’t just eat Cup Noodles all day.” I groaned as she told me to come out some time. Its obvious she heard because she sighed before walking away. 
Shes right though. It’s all i’ve been fucking eating. The room is a mess. My side atleast.. My bed is the last thing thats clean and neat. I’ve been sleeping on his bed its loosing his scent, and it hurts. I’ll never play with his hair. Nor hear his ridiculous puns. See him smile, or hear him laugh, see him get happy. I didn’t even get to apologize before he.. disappeared. Forever.

【FlashBack+ No Pov..】;;🏆

”FOR FUCK’S SAKE CHEESY. BE SERIOUS FOR ONCE IN YOUR DAMN LIFE. I didn’t know i’d be dating a fucking child. Can you not go ONE SERIOUS CONVERSATION WITHOUT MAKING PUNS? You can’t even look me in the eye. Psh..” Trophy screamed at his boyfriend. Trophy wanted to talk about something that had been bothering him, that day in specific had been absolutely terrible. He was ungodly overstimulated and he didn’t have any more fucks to give and his temper got the best of him.

”I-I’m sorry..” Cheesy replied to Trophys harsh words.

”Sure you fucking are. God, listen. I’m pissed. I don’t want to see you.”

”..Alright. I’m sorry. I love you..” He replied again. Tears now falling as he left their room and never came back.. little did Trophy know, he wouldn’t see him ever again. Until he received news that Cheesy’s body had been found dead in a river.

【End of flasback + Trophy POV..】;;🏆

FUCK. THE HELL WAS I THINKING. FUCK TROPHY, YOU SUCK..It should’ve been me.. why’d I have to blow up like that on him. I punched the wall as i screamed to myself for the millionth time this week. I grabbed my Photobook, and the scrapbooks cheesy would make for us. All including our dates, little moments, memories. My photobook would transition from my old nature pictures, to Cheesy. All cheesy. His smile, his vitiligo, his curls that would go absolutely everywhere. I remember his cold hands. His sweet vanilla scent. It lingers on his bed even though it had began to fade away.. He gave me a damn reason to still stay. To keep trying. I took that hope from him. I took away something he gave me. 

“TROPHY GOD DAMN IT. OUT NOW, I WILL GET BASEBALL TO BREAK DOWN THIS DOOR.” Why was she back. Why wont she just let me be in the room.

”damn it, SOAP WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT.” I screamed back at her as I went over to the door, peaking my head only so she wont go on a damn cleaning spree.

”I want you to come out, This isn’t healthy.” So what, maybe its not and hah maybe HE..he wouldn’t want me like this.. 

“fine. Just please. Don’t come in. Everything is in its place. I don’t want it ruined. Please.” I said to her as i locked the door again and headed over to the shower..

【Soap POV】;;🧴

I walked  away from my Brothers room. None of us have seen him since the funeral. Ever since then he’s been locked up in his room. No contact with any of us. It used to be everyone checking in on him, OJ, Paper, Tissues, Yin And Yang both took turns, The cherries, Knife.., everyone would check. The people would lessen every two weeks. Now its just me. I don’t blame him, but this isn’t healthy. This isn’t ok. 
“Soap? Is he coming out, Love?” It was Mic., I turned to look at her and i nodded my head.

”yeah. I think. Last thing i heard was the shower running. He told me not to come it though.”

”atleast he’s coming out? I doubt he’ll talk to half the hotel, possibly only you and thats it, but thats not bad!” Shes so awkward, but either way shes right. I’ll just get him to eat a good meal, not those stupid cup noodles i bet he’s been eating.

”I’m coming out. If you’re not here in three seconds, I’m locking myself back i-” I darted to him as i saw him. Hugging him as i’ve been worried about him for the past 12 weeks. 
“Please let go. I don’t want to physically interact..” i backed off. I knew when he got uncomfortable so i just let him do what he needed.

”oh, trophy. Hi.. Uhm Me and Soap made some food for you? Its downstairs. We wanted you to come out for a little bit? Soap insisted you eat a real meal.” I heard mic talk as i went back to her, seeing Trophy’s eye bags, his still wet drenched hair that left a stain on the back of his or more likely, Cheesy’s old hoodie. Sure Trophy never truly dressed formally or anything, mainly always being in T-shirts or a tank top, he’d usually work out every morning early but understandably, he hasnt,

”Fine. Dont fucking expect me to talk to anybody, i’m just going down, eating and coming back up.” He said as his voice has been harsh the whole time he’s been here. He started to walk, not caring if he bumped into anyone or anything. He did that the whole way down.

【Trophy POV..】;;🏆

i hate this, i need to go back. I put on the yellow earbuds that used to be cheesys on my phone and in my ears and ignore my sister and her girlfriend. I know I shouldn’t but.. I can’t find it in me to talk to everyone. Everyone will only talk to me out of pity. For them to think they’re the hero or that they’re doing good. Cheesy was never like that. Cheesy was considerate, and kind. Never did anything for personal gain.. why did i let my temper get so high. Why did i have to shout so harshly at him.. fuck. No no no. Not again. 
“TROPHY?!” I heard soap scream my name. I remember tears starting to pour down my face, then i started feeling dizzy and i collapsed. And when I woke up. I was on the main room’s couch. The lights were dimmed, my phone and the headphones on the table in front, I could hear murmuring from the dining room but my head hurt to much to comprehend what was being said. It annoyed me, i heard my name. And his name. Thats when i got up, got my things and walked out the door.

.   .   .   . 
 ‘I don’t know what to do without you.. I don’t know where to put my hands. I’ve been trying to lay my head down. But I’m writing this at 3AM..’

Hi. Cheesy. I miss you. I..i’ve been ignoring everyone. Soap, Mic, OJ, Tissues, Paper, Fan.. everyone. I’m so sorry.. i’m so sorry for all the things I said. I didn’t mean them. I love you. Adore you even. You would despise seeing me in this manic state of despair. I just know you would do everything to make me feel better.

I miss you. Darling.. I sobbed. I stayed at his resting place and set flowers, and his foods he enjoyed.

.  .  .  .  .

After that, I had already been far from the graveyard and the hotel. Walking through the forest that me and cheesy used to walk to through to escape the chaos and insanity of the hotel. Now I had to walk through it all alone. Without my hand being held, or ridiculous jokes being spouted every minute. Nobody to kiss. All alone.

’On sunny days, I go out walking, I end up on a tree-lined street, I look up at the gaps of sunlight, I miss you more than anything..’

.  .  .  .  .

I had returned back to the hotel, of course everyone had been at the main room, soap stressed and ran to me. This is a ridiculous amount of worry, just for me. I don’t deserve this. This shouldn’t be for me. I should be in cheesys place. I’ve been terrible. I blackmailed knife, made him work for me. Bullied absolutely everyone at this damn hotel, yet they’re sympathetic to me. I truly don’t deserve all of this.

”TROPHY. TROPHY GOD DAMN IT ANSWER ME WHERE WERE YOU..” I forgot she was clinged to me.

”Grave. His grave.” I replied to shut her up and so I can go back to my room as quick enough.

”YOU’VE BEEN GONE FOR FUCKING HOURS.” She was being louder than mic rehearsing her music.

”Didn’t notice. Let me go.”

”TR-“

“Soap, let it go.. I know you care but he obviously doesn’t want to. No offense trophy.”

”Mmh. Yeah ok. I’m tired, soap. Back off.” So what if I’m being harsh. I’m too tired to care. Whats she going to do. She cleans to feel better, she has her girlfriend, healthy relationships with people and healthy fucking coping mechanisms. Everything I don’t. I’m the polar opposite from her. She’s perfect, I’m a mess. What the hell did cheesy ever find in me..

”Trophy just. Can we go to my room..”

I sigh. “Fine.”

【Soap POV..】;;🧴

”Trophy just talk to me please. And i’ll leave you alone.” Hes so stubborn. Why won’t he understand that I want to help him. 
“I’m tired soap. Of this. This life. I no longer have someone or something to live for. I fucked up. I lost the person that made me feel fucking worthy. And he’s not coming back.. thats what hurts more than all of this.”

I hug him. And all of a sudden he sobs. Sobs harder than I’ve ever heard from him ever. 

【No POV+ TimeSkip..】

After Soap and Trophys talk. Trophy went back to his mess and soap stayed back with mic.

The hotels usually cheerful vibe had been destroyed. Everyone was now on edge and stressed. Trophy went back to ignoring everyone and everything.

Trophy was miserable. And thats how he’d be from now and forever.

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YOOO!!! SORRY 4 NOT POSTIN FOR ABOUT A WEEK OR TWO! I’M MAKIN IT UP TO YALL WITH ANOTHER ANGST FIC HAHA! Its a bit quick nd maybe small BUT I’M NOT DEAD YAYY!! Part popers ragghh!! OK OK B PREPARED 😼 (cuz theres no happy ending)

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【3rd person Cheesy POV..】;;🧀

He had woken up from a nightmare, gasping for air, sweating, and tears coming out his eyes already. He was both scared and angry. At himself. Why? Well, he has feelings for Trophy. His best friend, his roommate. At first he would of course jokingly flirt to piss him off and it soon became a mutual joke between the two. That was until cheesy began to fall deeper in love with Trophy. And he asked for the joke flirting to end, and so they did before they hurt cheesy more.

”Cheesy, Dude are you ok?! I heard you wake up like fast as hell man.” Trophy was a light sleeper, it was something he unfortunately developed rooming with tissues before he got switched out for cheesy. Cheesy gulped and caught his breath, not daring to look at Trophy. 
“Yeah. Yeah i’m Ok just uhm. A bit shaken up! I had a nightmare about uhm, Clowns!” Cheesy stuttered throughout his explanation trying not to break down and sob and accidentally say what his nightmare truly was.

”Aren’t you a clown..?” Trophy said lightly joking at him before drinking a water that was on his nightstand 

“Hah! Wrong thing, Trophy! I’m a wonderful comedian!!” Cheesy said to boost his voice and force a quick smile before trophy dozed off again. 
“Yeah Yeah whatever, go back to sleep. Salt and Pepper are hosting a damn party or talent show tomorrow so, the hotel will be a damn mess.” Trophy said before he lay back down, facing away from cheesy and fell asleep.

”Alright.. gracias a dios que no sabes español… Te amo. Ugh, deseo poder decirte lo a la cara envés de asi. Puta madre, Cheesy. Andas ablandando con tu mismo, en español. Todo para que el no escuche las tonterías que te dices. Ya vete a dormir, idiota.” 

Translation!:

“Alright.. Thank god you don’t know spanish… I Love You. Ugh. I wish i could say this to your face instead of like this. For fucks sake, Cheesy. You’re talking to yourself, in spanish. All so he won’t hear you saying the stupid shit you say to yourself.. Go to sleep already, Idiot. 
. . . . . .

【Morning Time Skip】;;🧀

Cheesy woke up, very tired. He did not sleep whatsoever, he stayed up sobbing as quietly as possible. He only got about three hours of sleep. 
He got up from bed and turned to the other bed that was trophy’s, and he had been gone, of course he would, he works out and had a more productive life than him. 

Notification from Fanster !! ★

Cheesy got the notification that was from his second best friend, Fan, and what seemed to be the only person that didn’t find him a pain to be around. He pressed the notification.

Fanster !! ★: CHEESY, DUDE YOU WONT BELIEVE WHAT I HEARD FROM TISSUES!!’

’What is it bud?!’

Fanster !! ★: APPARENTLY TROPHY LIKES ME!! AHHHAHA, this is the BEST NEWS! :D

oh.. Cheesys life fell apart completely at the message that was sent from Fan. He was heartbroken and almost back stabbed. They had both bonded over their mutual interest to Trophy, and now to know that Fan had a genuine chance of fulfilling their shared dream, he started to question himself and forgot to reply for about 5 minutes.

Fanster !! ★: Cheesyyy!!?? Are you ok?!!? 

Cheesy wiped his tears to prevent his trickling tears from messing up his texts and from falling on to his keyboard 

’Yeah man! Sorry, I was just thinkin!! Congrats dude !’

God how he wanted to snap his phone in half, he wanted to leave a hole in the wall above his bed’s headboard. He was unnecessarily furious, and he knew it because he soon snapped out of his fury and looked at himself, and thought about all the actions that had led him to where he was now. Heartbroken, Distraught, and without a chance to be in love.

【No  POV+Time Skip..】;;🧀　

It had been hours, Trophy and Fan we’re talking in the main room of the hotel together, cheesy there as well though with his headphones in and leaning far from them, it was clear he was pissed/jealous and good god it showed. Trophy, Fan, Tissues, Mic, God even paintbrush asked if he was doing good, he replied with a pun occasionally to make everyone who asked think he was being honest, but he was tired of Fan and Trophy being all giggly together. He hated it, he wanted it to be him. It used to be him who giggled and smiled with trophy. Now its not.

.  .   .  .

”Fan, i have to tell you something..” Trophy said finally after hours of talking with Fan.

”Huh? Oh uhm what is it?!” Fan replied with a quivering smile wondering if it was what he believed it was, and cheesy just listening trying his best to not spiral into a breakdown.

”Cheesy can you record for me..?” Trophy asked Cheesy, this snapped him out of his head and he nodded, yes he knew what was to happen, he knew he couldn’t stop this no matter how much he wanted to. He loved Fan, he was his hugest friend and ever. All he could do was grin, bear the pain, and sob about it for nights on end.

”Fan.. Will you be my uhm Boyfriend..?” Trophy finally uttered out. And Fan sobbed, a happy sob of course, and he tackled Trophy, hugging him around his neck. The two looked so damn happy. It made cheesy sick, it made him furious once again. He stopped recording, gave trophy his phone back, and excused himself back to his room, holding back his tears that were on the edge of falling and ruining everything.

【3rd person Cheesy POV..】;;🧀
Once cheesy sprinted his way to his hotel show, he did what he so desperately needed. He destroyed the hotels wall. Thankfully, the hole was easy fixable, though he didn’t care at the moment. He destroyed his made bed before falling to the floor, his tears and anger consuming him.

”I was to fucking late. I could’ve stopped it.. I could’ve been his.”

He soon fell asleep after sobbing and self destructing. He slept with puffy eyes and bloody knuckles on the floor of his and trophy’s room. 
Cheesy went to sleep, hopeless, and destroyed.

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【3rd person cheesy  POV】;;🧀
Cheesy was a worker and Resident at Hotel OJ, he of course did a regular comedy show every know and then but he aswell worked at the hotels dinner for some extra money

Trophy was a regular costumer, he and cheesy knew each other though cheesy for some reason, developed a crush on the Jock.

He had recognized all the times he came in, remembered his regular meals and the smoothies he would come in to order from time to time. He wasn’t going to deny that he found that part of his crush odd but then again, he was an employee and Trophy was a costumer.

It had been a couple months since he’d had this crush on Trophy, he’s seen Trophy on dates with people he never met with again, seen him get hit on or stuff like that, he tried to pay no mind, but when he would try to write puns for any show OJ organized for him, he ended up writing letters to trophy that he, of course, never ended up sending. It was all just a bunch if stuff he wished he could tell him.

”Trophy! Did you want your breakfast smoothie and meal!” He asked, though trophy came in with a girl and yeah cheesy got a tad bit salty and sad but he didn’t want to get that in the way, he was at work anyways.

”hm? Oh cheesefry! Yeah, and uh what would you want? Cheesy here knows me, he’ll get whatever ready, right cheesy?” Trophy asked, being cocky almost to impress the girl.

”haha! Yup! Anything for a regular!” Cheesy tried his best to not sound jealous, it came naturally for him, it wasn’t in his nature to be jealous or mean unless he got insulted. The girl ordered her food and went to sit down, trophy on the other hand, yeah, he stayed behind.

【3rd person Trophy POV】;;  🏆

What the hell was he doing, acting all cocky for what?! He thought to himself as the girl he brought in had went to sit down. He hated to admit it but he for some reason had a thing for Cheesy. He warmed up to him as time went on since their Elimination from the game, but that was ages ago, it had all been put behind them. If he had to admit, he was only being cocky to impress Cheesy. He had always left him tips for him and would almost never come in if cheesy was taking a day off, on break, or busy with a comedy show to come in to work. He hated himself for remembering all the times he would skip a work day, its almost like he memorized the Comedians work schedule without asking him about it. He believed Cheesy was the only waiter that wasn’t scared of him or anything of that sort. 

“Cheesy uh, do you have time later? I might come in and i just want my favorite waiter there haha!” Was he being awkward?! He sure felt like he was, he glanced over at cheesy who was red, probably just warm.. so he possibly was being awkward and relaxed himself. 
“Well anyways, i’ll go sit down, uh and here, daily tip y’know!” He chuckled, acting like his normal ‘Jock’ self 

He went to sit down and talked to the girl once again. He found their conversation crazy boring. He always had far more fun talking with Cheesy. Why couldn’t he get out of his head. He kept glancing over at him, seeing all the people he would attend at such face pace, lets see. It was Tissues, yin-yang with them of course; OJ with paper. Probably checking out if everything was ok probably.. no just food this time. And wait where did cheesy go..-

“Tropphyy?! Helloo!?” It was cheesy who’d caught his attention, though he was in his stupid rollerskates infront of our table.

“Damn, my bad bro. I zoned out.” He said turning back at the two.

“Well eyes over here. The foods here, uh thanks waiter-“

”Cheesy.. Thanks, cheesy!” Trophy said to the girl and cheesy, sounding happier when he was thanking cheesy but firm when he corrected the girl he was with. 

The girl looked confused but brushed it off and just ate, cheesy left and gave them a wave as he skated away back to the counter. 

【Cheesy POV + Time skip】;;🧀

It was a busy day, not as busy as others but he was glad to be in his room. Even thought the day was over he was still thinking about a single encounter, he always did but he never corrected anyone on his name, why now? Oh lord it stumped him.

How could relax?!

He loved him of course but did HE feel the same ?? He had no idea and it drove him crazy, he eventually fell asleep in his work clothes after passing back and forth, gaslighting himself that it was a coincidence, thinking of the possibilities that MAYBE HE DID ! Like him and it all tired him out. He overslept and only woke up after having someone, possibly trophy based on the knocks, bang on his door.

”ARE YOU THERE?!? ITS 12 AM AND YOUR NOT DOWN THERE ?? ARE YOU OKAY?” He sounded frantic and it made him jump and run to the door

”HUH? IM FINE ! Sorry, Trophy.. I overslept! I might just not go in today.” Trophy looked destroyed almost. But he played it off

”oh well, alright then. I got sent up here to check up on you.. by OJ.”

”Well alright! I’ll let him know im not ready today and wont come in! Bye, Trophy!!”

and like that the interaction ended and he went down, and he went back to bed, properly this time and after letting OJ know about his absence that day.