DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE PHAN HUG? I have to write a one-shot about that. But, for now, I have adorable(ish, it isn't that adorable of a one-shot) SetoSolace. En-juh-hoy!

SetoSolace

"Brice, stop."

"Not now, I'm just getting into it!"

"Brice, stop!"

"C'mon, I promise not to drop your potions!"

"You can't promise something like that, you wouldn't be able to stop yourself if they started to fall!"

"They won't fall."

"That's not even what I'm worried about."

"Well, then what are you worried about, Mr. Put-the-Potions-Down-This-Instant?"

"I'm worried about you spilling some poisonous potion on yourself! You could get hurt, Brice!"

"Seto. I'm fine. See, look, I'm a pro!" Brice smiled as he tossed the five multi-colored potions in an oval motion around his head. "I'm great at juggling!"

"You only just learned how yesterday. I'd rather you not juggle deadly potions until you're sure you won't drop any on yourself," Seto urged shakily, eyeing a certain black potion with worry.

"I'm already sure I won't drop any. Don't worry, Seto!" he said, juggling them faster.

"Brice, please! I just don't want you to get hurt," the other begged, trying to step closer to his friend without startling him or causing him to drop one of the potions.

"Seto. Seriously. This is getting annoyed. I'm flattered that you're worried about me, I really am! Now leave me alone and let me juggle 'deadly' potions."

"They really are deadly!" Seto argued, stepping closer still.

"No they aren't- Hey!" Brice shouted, trying to move away from the approaching Seto. "Cut it out! I'm not going to stop, Seto, I can do this!" As he moved backwards, he lost his hold on one of the potions, and when he threw it into the air again, it wasn't thrown at the right angle. It crashed down onto his shoulder, shattering and causing him to cry out and drop all the other potions. The one dropped on his shoulder was – go figure – instant death. The other four were silly things like smoothies and potions to make everything brighter.

Seto gasped and stood frozen for a good thirty seconds. Finally, he snapped out of it and ran forward to embrace Brice. Tears fell from his eyes as he frantically wiped the excess of the potions off his friend's shoulder with a special brush. Seto laid Brice's head down on the ground and jumped up, frantically searching his cupboards, drawers, and brewers for healing potions or potions of regeneration or revival.

It didn't matter, though. Brice was already too far gone to be saved by a petty healing potion. "S-Seto," Brice croaked from the floor. "S-Seto, I'm sorry."

The sorcerer blinked away a waterfall of tears as he dropped to his knees by Brice's dying figure. "D-Don't be sorry, silly. It was m-my f-fault for leaving that potion out on the counter. I'm sorry, Brice."

Brice shook his head ever so slightly. "Doesn't matter n-now, anyw-ways."

Seto nodded and wrapped his arms around Brice as he faded away. "I'm sorry anyway. I... I l-love you, B-Brice."

Brice smiled widely as a small click sounded from behind a shelf in the corner of the room. "Did you get it?" he asked, pulling out of Seto's hold and sitting up.

Seto stared at him, wide-eyed.

Brice glanced over at him and shrugged. "What?"

Seto kept staring.

Sky and Jerome stepped out from behind a shelf holding a camera. "Yeah, we got it. Perfect shot. It all looked so real!" Jerome announced, walking around to stand by Brice. "Here it is," he said, showing the video to Brice and Seto.

Seto just kept staring at Brice.

"Hey, Seto, you okay there?" Sky asked, snapping his fingers in Seto's face. "What, do you not like the video? We can retake it if you want, but I don't think you'll be able to beat the one we just took."

Seto slowly snapped out of his daze and stood up. He shook his head slowly and said in a whisper, "I can't believe you, Brice." A tear fell from his eye as he spun around and darted out of the room, up the stairs, and out the front door.

Brice's eyes widened. "Oh, snap," he said quietly.

"Did you not tell him?" Jerome asked with wide eyes.

Brice smiled nervously and shrugged.

"Dude! Why didn't you tell him?"

"I knew he wouldn't let me if I told him! He would have thought it was too dangerous!"

"But we gave you the invincibility potion beforehand!"

"He would doubt it and list all the ways it could fail to work. He wouldn't have agreed to it if he'd known."

Sky shook his head disapprovingly. "Man, he cares about you, Brice. A lot. It wasn't right to play with his feelings like that."

"I didn't mean to! I didn't think he cared that much!" Then he added, much more quietly, "I didn't think he cared at all..."

Jerome smiled slightly. "Go fix it, buddy."

Brice nodded eagerly. "I will." Then he ran out the door after Seto.

Seto walked quickly through the night, hugging his sorcerer's robe around himself in an attempt to keep warm. He wasn't going back to the house again any time soon, that's for sure. He had made a fool of himself- acting like a total idiot, thinking Brice was actually dying. As a sorcerer, he should have seen the signs that Brice was not at all being affected by the potions. He should have been able to tell that Brice's 'pain' was only acting. But he didn't. Maybe it was because of his love for Brice that he dropped all logic and simply rushed to help.

It hurt knowing Brice had known about the little video all along and had never told Seto. Did he not care at all about the sorcerer's feelings? Maybe he thought he didn't have any. Maybe Brice was just like the many others he'd come across, and he'd thought Seto was just a powerful being with not feelings whatsoever.

He was wrong, of course. They were all wrong. Seto had feelings, definitely. Specifically, he had feelings for Brice. But that was something he had promised himself he would never speak of, for fear of ruining their friendship.

And he had just blurted it out on camera, and it couldn't be played off as the best acting ever because Brice knew that Seto hadn't been told that they were even making a video.

So, the secret was out.

Yay.

Seto stepped into a forest, walked in a few meters, and then collapsed in a heap of tears at the base of an oak tree. He sat there, hugging his knees to his chest and crying into them, for about ten minutes.

Then he heard Brice's voice.

"Seto? Seto! Seto, I'm really sorry! Please come home!" Brice shouted, spinning in different directions and listening for a reply. Seto stopped his sniffling and held his breath so as not to be found. But then... maybe he wanted to be found. Maybe if he breathed really heavily and kept sniffling, it would look like he didn't want to be found, but he'd still be found.

No. It was much easier to just hold your breath until he left.

"Seto! Seto, please, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to mess with your feelings like that, I really didn't! Please forgive me!" Brice called, walking off to the right of Seto's hiding place. "Please, Seto," he said in a whisper that Seto barely heard. "I need you..."

This was the sentence that caused Seto to stand up, wipe the tears from his face with his sleeve, and peek out from behind a tree. "B-Brice?" he said quietly.

Brice wheeled around at Seto's soft call. "Seto!" he shouted happily. "Seto, Seto, Seto!" He sprinted toward Seto and knocked him back onto the ground, straddling his waist and giggling. "Seto! You're okay! I'm so so so sorry, Seto! Please, please forgive me!" Seto took a moment to register the words that were said so quickly. In this moment, Brice noticed his friend's tear-stained face. "Seto? Have you been crying?"

"Of course I've been crying," Seto said softly, trying to sound harsh but failing epicly.

"Oh, Seto," Brice mumbled, taking a lock of Seto's brown hair and twirling it between his fingers. "I really am sorry. I didn't think you'd care that much if I died. I kind of expected you to rush around for a healing potion, and then simply move on when you found one."

Seto huffed. "I have feelings, you know," he muttered, sounding hurt.

Brice's eyes widened and he replied quickly with, "Oh, Seto, of course! I know you have feelings, I just... I didn't think you had them for me."

Seto sighed. "Well, I do. Can you get off me now?"

"Why?"

"So I can go home, clean up the mess of potions you made, and pack my stuff."

"WHAT?"

"I said I need to go home, clean-"

"Okay, yeah, I heard what you said. But why?"

"Because potions stain the floor if they're let out like that."

Brice glared at him. "You know that's not what I meant."

Seto shrugged. "I'm moving out. I'm sure you don't want to share a house with a gay sorcerer who is in love with you."

"So it's real, then? Not just friendly love, but actual love-love?" Brice asked, the beginnings of a grin sliding onto his face.

"Yes, it's real. I love you. Now can I leave?"

"No way, Seto! You're staying with me."

"Why." It didn't really sound like a question, more like a challenge.

"Because I love you, too!" Brice shouted.

Seto's eyes widened. His world froze for a split second. And then it brightened until Seto was the happiest he'd been in his entire life. "Really?" he whispered.

"Really," Brice said, smiling as he climbed off of Seto and held out a hand for his friend to grab.

Seto grinned from ear to ear and grabbed Brice's hand for him to pull him up. When they were both standing, Seto let go Brice's hand, but Brice didn't let go of Seto's. Seto sent Brice a questioning glance.

"I've been dying to do this for the longest time," he whispered, holding Seto's hand more tightly.

Seto laughed. "So have I. Let's never let go."

YAY! SetoSolace! I love this ship. So, I made a cute little one-shot for it. Remember guys, send in requests, whether it be via messaging or the comments/reviews section. It certainly isn't required, but if you'd like to, you can send in a proper prompt instead of just a request. Like... Let's see.. Okay, here's the sheet, but feel free to edit it as much as you want:

Prompt Sheet

Pairing: (what ship do you want?)

Age: (approximate. Like, toddlers, children, pre-teens, teenagers, young adults, adults. Basically all the age levels in the Sims 3.)

Situation: (zombie apocalypse, the clock au? WHAT DO YOU WANNA SEE, RULERS?)

Ending: (i.e. everyone dies, everyone lives happily, everyone lives sadly, half the people die, half the pairing dies, the pairing dies ((together, or apart?)), whatevs you want.)

Yeah. That seems about right. Bai, my Rulers! (Don't forget to check out my tumblr, where I will now be posting stuff about upcoming updates for stories! YAY! ((It's on my profile.)))