maxdesignpro x nugget yeahhh

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Basorexia
Noun: the overwhelming urge to kiss someone.

Nugget laid on his bed, euphoria washing over him and preventing him from sleeping. All that was on his mind right now was Max, and what he was doing right now. Was he asleep?.. Ugh, I wish I was. The unexplainable pounding in his head wasn't doing him any favours either. That's when his phone buzzed, being slightly muffled by the mattress but still loud enough to irritate him. He ignored it and turned over, mumbling to himself. It then buzzed over and over again, as if it knew how annoyed Nugget felt. He lazily reached for his phone, "Dammit... this better be— oh it's Max!" His voice changed immediately to a friendlier, higher pitch. Except all the messages looked like they had been written by a toddler.

8:24: h.hhey bygget.
8:24: m.iss yiu rught n.ow
8:25: yooio. aer.you thwre? lol.
8:25: cime pver. fpr resl drinjing wster..
read at 8:25
8:26: fon't lesve mw.on rewd vro.cime on!?!'

Reading those texts felt like deciphering ancient hieroglyphics, but when it clicked he realised that Max was completely wasted. But why?? What was even the need? Was he celebrating his gayness? Actually, that made a lot of sense. He decided the best thing to do was to get Max to stop before he threw up everywhere.

8:27: chill I'm coming over. love you
8:27: tgats ciol b.but o hhave a biyfriwnd.
8:28: I'm your boyfriend, Max
8:28: ih. live yiu too <2

Okay, as adorable as drunk Max was, he needed to stop. Nugget left the house, cold as hell but it was worth it knowing he'd see him. The sun had already sent and it was that time of night when the sky had no clouds, and it was just that nostalgic, familiar dark blue sky. The sight alone made the coldness far less of an issue. Lots of walking later he stood at the porch of Max's house, the light from the living room beaming out into the cold, dark night. When he went to knock on the door it creaked open, and upon first glance he made eye contact with Max, who perked up at the sight of Nugget and stumbled over to him.

"Yeah, you're really fucking wasted huh?" He joked. "I. Am not.. drunk.. okay?.. I've only had um.. like one drink." He held up two fingers, but he sounded very serious so Nugget just went along with it. He clambered onto the couch and patted a space next to him wanting Nugget to join. Nugget smiled softly and sat next to him, the TV blaring some random, extremely saturated cartoon, most likely for Jimmy's entertainment, who was sat on the floor looking up, fixated on the screen. In the corner of his eye he spotted Max reaching for one of the cups on the table, which he then realised was an alcohol of some sort.

He grabbed it before Max could and held it away from him, "Okay, I think you've had enough of that..." Max took a second to process what had happened before reaching for the drink like an angry chihuahua, "¡Ey!.. Give me it!.. ¡Por favor!" He wore himself out after a few seconds and slumped over Nugget, sighing miserably. Nugget placed the drink back on the table and used his now free hand to run his fingers through Max's silky fur. "You know you're actually really... handsome, Nug..." Max rolled off of Nugget, staring up at him. "Nug, huh?.." Nugget questioned, he never really liked nicknames, but this one was different, it just felt special to him.

"Yeah... Nug... I.. love you."
"I love you more."
Max couldn't comprehend this.
"Whaat?? No. I love you more.."
"No way..."
"Yes, I do."
"Ughh... fine... you do."

Max grumbled and rolled away from him, accidentally rolling off. Nugget shot up to check if he was okay. "Max?.. you good?"
He shook his thumb up, trying to sit up, before collapsing back onto the carpet in exhaustion.
Eventually Nugget picked him up and placed him back on the couch, covering him with a blanket. He checked the time, 10:03... shit. Had it really been that long? He went to leave before Max called him back. Anticipation filled him as he walked back over. Max sat up to look at him, before grinning like an idiot. "Ehe.. Love you..." He kissed his forehead gently and went back to sleep, leaving Nugget stood there, confused, happy and flustered as hell.

"Love you too, Max. More than anything."