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'God..'
'What am I getting myself into..'
That's a question Elliot's been thinking about. He sighed and rolled over onto his back, then stared at the ceiling. He didn't know what time it was, probably late at night. Everyone else was asleep, so it would make sense. These thoughts have been nagging him for the past few days. His crush, on a certain gray admin. Seriously! How did this even happen?
'Is it because I've known him a little before all of this happened..? ..No, no! That can't be it! Must be something elese..'
'Is it because he helps fix the things I need..? That can't be it! ..Could it? ..No, no.. definetly not.'
UGH! This was so confusing, and weird! He should not have a crush on someone way older than him, and who's the damn president of Robloxia! That kind of relationship just wouldn't work, Builderman would probably never say yes. Even if he asked.
"Fuck.. why am I like this..!"
Elliot whined, he was currently going through the phase of where you imagine a bunch of.. weird scenarios of your crush. ..Or was that just him? Who knows. His accent.. his body that looks like it was just made to be used.. they way he works.. that could be utilized in.. eeee!! Just think! Marking his neck, pissing in the guy's mouth, riding him, holding him, somehow getting a hold of a fake dick and pegging him, stroking that big cock of his.. all that fun stuff. There was just one.. tiny issue.. That was, Builderman would most likely take the lead. The guy would probably never let someone beneath him do such things. So sadly, despite his short size, there's a chance he'd be taking the lead most of the time. Which really sucked! He'd probably have to somehow make the damn guy all vulnerable towards him if he even wanted a chance to do all the things he wants to do.
Elliot wanted the guy to be inside him, to have his fingers deep in his vagina, don't get him wrong! But he also wanted dominance in this imaginary relationship! More of it than Builderman could ever want! Running a hand through his yellow hair, he began to think. If he could juuuust lower his confidence and dignity, while making him completely vulnerable he'd allow Elliot to touch him all over, and he'd touch Elliot all over if he asked. I mean, just imagine! He'd have the shorter man on his lap, he'd help him remove his clothes, he'd be free to do whatever he wished to that chubby boy! ..With consent, of course!
He could pin him against the bed, he could hold his hips and intertwine his tongue with his, he could possibly ask if he could make him a fake dick, and voila! New activities! ..Hmm.. Maybe he could finger his vagina? Do the tongue fucking? Shove it up him? Maybe he has some tricks up his sleeve! Besides, didn't he have a wife?
With a soft purr, he got up from his bed and left his cabin. He needed something to drink.
'How would I even break him..'
He made his way inside the cabin and was going to head to the kitchen, until he saw that someone was in the laundry room. He paused, took a step back, looked through the entrance, and froze. His crush- no, Builderman. Was standing there in front of the washing machine. A soft humming emitted from the washing machine, indicating that something was being washed. Builderman flinched once the door opened and turned around. He looked at Elliot and adjusted this weird black sweater he's never seen him wear before. He hesitated slightly, and then cleared his throat, his voice gravelly as ever. "Uhm.. hi there! ..Ah didn't reckon ya were still awake.." He did his best to smile warmly, but it came off as awkward. He definitely wasn't expecting anyone else to be awake. That makes two.
'Oh my god.. oh my god..'
Elliot felt his face beginning to burn up a bit. He was right there. Talking to him! After staring for a few seconds, he quickly nodded and took a step forward. "Yeah, yeah! I was going to get something to drink! I had no idea you were also awake!" He shut his eyes tightly as he forced a grin the same way Builderman did. ..He definitely noticed. The two stayed quiet for a few moments, before Builderman softly chuckled and nodded. "Yeah.. sorry if ah startled ya. Ah'm a bit of a night owl! Matt's always tellin' me, 'ah oughta fix mah sleepin' schedule, but between you an' me? If we can't even tell when it's night or day, then why should ah care? Besides, it ain't like ah'm not gettin' any sleep at all! Ah am! Just at different times than the rest o' y'all."
Elliot laughed softly, before his shoulders lowered and he tilted his head.
'Matt..? As in Guest's best friend? ..No, obviously not.'
He opened his mouth to speak up. "Who's Matt-?" Builderman opened the washing machine and grabbed his blanket, bedsheets, and his usual clothes. Builderman put the pieces of fabric in the dryer, and softly hummed before speaking again. "That's Dusekkar. A'least, that's what y'all know him as." Elliot hummed in acknowledgement and quickly looked away. This was so awkward.. the two were silent again for a few moments. Neither of the two knew exactly what to say. As the robloxians continued to awkwardly look anywhere but each other, Elliot opened his mouth, and then closed it again. He wanted to ask the gray man if he would like to spend some time in his cabin for a bit. He just wanted a way to spend more time with him. Maybe they'd get closer, and maybe Builderman would start to feel things for him! ..Or at the very least, Elliot can find out what he likes, doesn't like, or at least what he's interested in. Besides, it's not like he's busy. Taking a deep breath, he spoke up once again.
"Would you.. um- like to spend some time in my cabin? I don't really plan on going to bed anytime soon, and it'd be nice to spend some time with someone!"
Builderman looked at Elliot, and then at the floor. The yellow guy smiled.
'Aw.. the poor thing's shy."
Builderman opened his mouth to speak. "Maybe later.. but not right now. Sorry 'bout that."
'Oh.'
Elliot frowned a bit, disappointed. He wanted to spend more time with him! Nonetheless, he smiled. "Ah. Alright! ..Would you like to hang out at all?"
'Say yes, say yes, say yes..'
Builderman shrugged. He was used to talking to Mr Builder. Not Elliot. "Like I said, maybe later. I'm fixin' to head back to my cabin once my stuff's all cleaned up. Sorry once again, but no." Elliot mentally sighed, but he understood where Builds was coming from. He most likely didn't feel the same way for him, and they don't really interact to much outside of rounds unless Elliot needed his help. But still. "I don't mind, promise! I just.. thought it would've been fun for us, that's all. ..But I know I can be a bit much sometimes, hehe!"
Builderman stared at him, before speaking.. "Don't say that Elliot. I'm sure you're just fine, I just got a few things I gotta take care of. ..Anyways, I'll see ya later. Alright?" Builderman grabbed his stuff, before leaving the room. Elliot stared blankly at the wall and quietly sighed. Once he snapped out of his thoughts, his eyes widened and he quickly turned around.
"Yeah, see you later!!"
He had no idea if he even heard him.
Elliot walked over to the sink, remembering what he came here for. He grabbed one of the cups, a simple plastic red one. He turned on the fossit and put the cup under it. He waited a few moments, before grabbing the cup and taking a huge sip. His face slowly began to feel less warm. He took the cup away from his mouth, and softly exhaled.
"Well.. I guess there's always tomorrow.."
A soft yawn escaped his mouth.
"I should get some rest."
He turned around to head back to his cabin, while not only thinking of Builderman every step of the way, but how to get him all wrapped around his finger.