A/N ~ hey guys! so im actuall posting another story here...which i haven't done in a LONG time. but im deff going to be uploading more stories soon. this is just a little fluff piece about Sprace that i wrote during study period today :) i hope you enjoy :)
Disclaimer: i don't own them. i wish i did. don't rub it in
The Card Game
Hmmm…. three four's and a pair of sixes, that's a full house. That's good, right?…yeah it's really good…I think…' The infamous Brooklyn leader thought to himself as he looked down at the cards. He had never cared much for card games, nor was he any good at them. But still, Racetrack enjoyed playing them so it was worth pretending that he liked them. Even though watching many card games had taught him a lot of important stuff about poker, he still had pretty much.
"Spot…Spot? …..Hey Spot!" came the loud voice of Spots Italian friend
"Huh? ….what do you want?" he replied, very confused
"Are you in or what?"
"Uh…. I um…well I…"
He heard the other guys at the table laughing quietly at his lack of cards knowledge. His thoughts started racing as he tried to think of a way to save himself from embarrassment. He dropped his cards face-down on the table and stood up.
"I need a smoke. This game is dumb."
Once outside he sat down on the docks and lit a cigarette 'This is great' he thought to himself 'just great. Now the guys think I'm an idiot and Race probably thinks I'm the stupidest guy ever. Why do I even bother trying to impress him? All it ever does is make me look like an idiot and…'
All of a sudden a soft voice interrupted his thoughts "Hey"
"Oh ….h-hi Race." He stammered, trying not to sound like an idiot "I uh.. I didn't hear you come over here. Why aren't you playing cards with the other guys?"
" I don't know, I guess I'd just rather be out here, with you."
'Oh crap he's sitting right next to me…what do I do? What am I supposed to say? Wait….did he say he'd rather be out here with me? Oh god what does that mean….does it mean he likes me? What should I say? I don't wanna say the wrong thing now…he probably already thinks I'm stupid. Wait why is he looking at me weird….oh shit I'm saying all of this out loud, aren't I'
"Yes Spot, yes you are." Race laughed.
"Oh…well um uh…ohh…I umm.."
Race laughed quietly to himself and leaned in, placing a kiss on my lips.
"I like you a whole lot more than cards" he whispered
"That's good" I said "Cause I fucking hate cards"
A/N ~ so i hoped you guys liked it :)
i admit its not my best work, but who doesn't love a little cheesy slash piece once and a while :)