Heres the Valentine's Day and final chapter! I wrote this while I was super tired so if it sucks, im sorry. Anyway, no lemon. Sorry. I can still write one though if it is suggested!
Hope you enjoy!
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Stuart twirled and tapped his thumbs together as he waited anxiously. Today was the day. It was Valentine's Day. He'd been waiting for three very long days and now it was finally here! He hoped that during the time that he last talked to Phil and now, Phil hadn't changed his mind about the one-eyed minion. Today would give him that answer though.
Terry stared at Stuart out of the corner of his eye. Stuart had been watching the clock like a hawk for the last half hour, they hadn't had any calls for mechanical problems. Production was running pretty smoothly for once so...what could he be so anxious about? Was he waiting for something?
'Thirty seconds left!' Stuart thought, feeling his heart beat a nervous tune against his ribs. Thirty seconds and he could go to lunch and see Phil!
'Maybe I should ask him if he's okay.' Notioned Terry.
'TEN SECONDS!' Stuart could feel his hands quivering. Matter of fact, it was like his whole body was being rattled.
"Um...Stuart?" Terry called softly, reaching to tap the small male on the arm before the deep ring of the control tower reverberated throughout the lair, catching his attention. When Kevin sounded off with the dismissal to lunch, Terry turned back to Stuart. Only to find him gone.
The little henchman ran to the break room, feet skidding across the floor when he reached the entrance. Coming to a stop and taking a deep breath to sooth his screaming lungs, he scanned the room.
Phil sat at a table, hands gripping a peanut butter and banana sandwich that he was currently munching on. Stuart walked up on his side, unseen.
"All by your lonesome, Phil?"
A sharp jolt rocked Phil's body, gasping and sucking his food down his throat. That was not Stuart's intentions.
"Oh god. Are you okay?" Stuart questioned when Phil choked and gagged on his sandwich.
When he finally swallowed it down, he turned a furious look on the other male, about to accuse whoever scared him. When his eyes landed on Stuart, his features softened and his eyes opened a little wider in shock. "H-hey, Stuart."
"I am so sorry. I really didn't mean to do that."
"It's fine. I'm not hurt. You can sit if you want to."
A thought crossed Stuart's mind, 'How could people not love this guy? He's so sweet.'
Phil smiled when Stuart slid into the table seat next to him.
"So...Phil..." Stuart began, seeing the mentioned minion look at him attentively. "I just wanted to apologize for being so vulgar the other day. It's not usually like me to be so rude to anyone, especially ones that I don't even know."
The curly haired minion's smile broadened. Obviously he wasn't mad, which was good.
"I understand. Look, Bob told me some things about your past, saying that this month was particularly rough for you. I see why now and I don't want you to be uncomfortable with me. That's all."
"I'm wasn't uncomfortable." Stuart said, laying a hand on Phil's shoulder, trying to inspirit him. "Like Bob told you, this month was rough for me."
"Was?" Phil said, confusion present in his voice.
"Kevin and Dave told me some things as well. If I would have known that you didn't have any friends, I definitely wouldn't have pushed you away."
"They told you that?" Phil hid his face. "How embarrassing. It's true though. There's nearly eleven thousand minions here and so far, you are the only friend I've been able to make."
"I'm glad I was told though. I wouldn't be having this conversation with you if i wasn't."
"True."
Stuart knew he wouldn't get over the guilt that he felt for throwing Phil to the wind, but hopefully he could make it up to him.
"So we good now?" Stuart asked, hopeful.
Phil thought for a second before turning a smirk onto the minion next to him. "Of course."
"Good." Stuart sighed, happily.
"On one condition though."
Stuart looked at his two eyed friend. "What?"
"You go to the Valentine's Day Party tonight."
Stuart rolled his eye. "Fine. Fine. I'll go."
"Yay!" Phil said happily, launching forward and grabbing Stuart in a tight embrace. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly pushed the one-eyed male away. "Uhh..."
Stuart smiled, gently pulling Phil closer again until he was able to wrap his arms around his waist. Returning the hug, Phil circled his arms around Stuart neck.
This month would be the first time Stuart has ever appreciated Valentines Day in a very long time.
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Stuart followed the loud thumping of music beating through the walls. When he came upon one of the many vault doors in the lair, he twisted the handle, pulling it open. Inside, he could see the many clustered groups of his brothers. They all looked as though they were having a good time. The chatter was loud and cheerful, sending vibes straight through Stuart's being and making his breathing rise a little.
"Stuart!" A voice called.
Turning towards the familiar sound of his name, he saw Dave waving at him from across the room. He sat at a table with Kevin, sitting next to him, and Phil, who sat across from him, an empty seat awaiting Stuart. Making his way over, he climbed into the empty spot next to Phil when the two-eyed minion moved to make more room. The clothes he wore felt a little tight when he sat down, he'd really have to get out of these later. It was hot and he could already feel the sweat starting to collect on his head, the hormones in the atmosphere were making his own go absolutely wild.
"It's hot in here." Stuart laughed softly, wiping at his forehead.
"Yeah. But it's nice." Dave said, sipping on a drink in front of him.
Stuart could smell the pungent scent of Dave's drink, knowing immediately that it was alcohol. Laughing a little more, he looked over to Phil who was sipping on his own beverage. "How are you?" Stuart asked, catching Phil's attention.
"Pretty good. What about yourself?"
"Sa-."
"Stua~rt, why don' you go n' dance wit your date." Kevin cut in, words coming out in an extremely mushed way.
Stuart's eye seemed to bug out of his head in surprise as he peered over the table at the, slightly bobbing, grinning taller minion, an amused look taking it's place not long afterwards. "Whoa, Kevin. Have a bit much to drink, huh?"
Dave laughed loudly, slapping his hands onto his belly. "That's why he doesn't have anything right now. He's hammered."
"He too~k my drin...k." Kevin slurred, glaring sourly at Dave.
"You don't need any more for right now."
"Sss-ays...who!"
"I do."
"W'ever.." Kevin turned his back to Dave, holding an angry glare on the wall.
Stuart chuckled softly when Kevin crossed his arms and pouted. Sober, he would not be like this for the life of him. When Stuart looked around the room, he could see the coupled pairs in a few spots. Even though most of them were full on making out, it didn't seem to bug the one-eyed male as much as he thought it would. He could see Paul and Donny in one of the shaded corners, secluded and enjoying each other's company. They had been together for god knows how long and their love for each other never faltered in the slightest. Donny was practically on top of Paul, desperately trying to get closer to the taller male. When Stuart turned his head away from the scene for a bit to make conversation with Phil, he turned back to see that they had left. They must've left back to their room, as always when parties took place, to finish what was started.
The party lasted for a couple hours, but by the time they left, Dave was also quite hammered and decided to dip early, dragging a sobering Kevin behind him. It was funny to watch them leave because even though the leader was beginning to sober up, he was still quite water brained and wobbly. They tripped over each other at one point, which resulted in falling to the floor as they made their way to the exit. They were helped up by some close dancing brothers and walked to Kevin's room.
Stuart's head swam a little bit after drinking a couple shots of whatever Dave got him, but he was still sober enough to stay alert. While they walked to Phil's room, Stuart stopped in his tracks, pulling Phil back as well.
"Hang on! I have to go by my room so that I can get out of these clothes. They're pretty uncomfortable now." Stuart said.
"Alright, want me to go with you?" Phil asked.
"No, it's fine. Head back to your room and i'll meet you there."
"Okay, see you in a bit."
As Phil walked away, Stuart turned and left for his room.
-inside Stuart's room-
Stuart pulled his gift for Phil out of his fridge. In order to make enough room for his basket, he had to throw out some foods that he wasn't going to eat and some other things. The chocolates were nice and cold, the flowers were still as vibrant as when he bought them and smelling sweet. Overall, Phil's gift looked great. Running over to his dresser, he threw on some pajamas. Taking a look at himself in the mirror, he smiled in satisfaction. Grabbing the basket off of his table, he left his home and walked quickly towards Phil's.
-at Phil's home-
Phil had just finished getting into his own nightwear when he heard a knock on his door. Walking over to it, he pulled it open and was met with Stuart on the other side.
"Hey, Phil." Stuart said. There was a small blush running across his cheeks and it didn't go unnoticed.
"You okay, Stuart?" Phil asked. "Did the drinks get to you?"
Stuart looked at the ground, a little nervous. "Um...no actually. I got something for you."
Phil's mouth gaped open slightly when Stuart pulled his hands out from behind his back, holding his basket. He felt his heart flutter in happiness. Taking the one-eyed minions hand, he pulled him inside his house, shutting the door. Inside, Phil left Stuart where he was standing and walked to his closet.
"Phil?" Stuart called.
"Here, Stuart." Phil said when he came back, setting down his treat basket.
"So you were still thinking of me?"
"Why wouldn't I?" Phil said, a small laugh escaping him. Combing his hand over his head, following his hair strands, he looked off in another direction. "I couldn't stop thinking about you. I made the cookies in there hoping you would like them. I was going to deliver it to your doorstep but I guess I don't have to now."
"Phil..." Stuart trailed off. The words wouldn't come to him. Instead, he stepped forward. Reaching out a hand, he pulled the other minion close to him.
It took Phil by surprise when Stuart brushed his lips against his own but nonetheless, he accepted it. He melted into the kiss almost instantly, pressing back on Stuart.
"I'm glad you came to me and not someone else." Stuart said when they broke apart.
"Me too." Phil replied, kissing Stuart again.
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So here is Heart of Gold. So...thought's on a lemon? Should it be made?
Honestly, I kinda like them being together haha.
Thanks for Reading!
-PZ