What do you want for Christmas? || Camlos
Cameron let out a gentle laugh at almost knocking his boyfie over ~ he thought it was damn cute and kinda hoped he could have. The unicorn put on a childish pout face. “Nein, geschlossen Sie nach oben!” he replied just as childishly as his facial expression portrayed. Cam let out a small squeak feeling the peck on his cheek, finishing off with a small giggle. Hearing the disappointing tease he put on a fake sad face.
"Big meanie…" he mumbled. "You could totes pull it off and I wanna see!" with that Cameron gave a light flick to his nose. "Aber das ist der springende Punkt des Geschenk!" he whined to his boyfriend. "Come oooonnn ~ I’ll dress up as sexy batman
for yooou!” he said beginning to ragdoll on Carlos. “Pleeeeeeaaassse!"
The expression was precious, especially on Cameron's sweet face. The elf should constantly be in fear of catching diabetes from even being close to him, even if he knew better than that. "Nein, du!" he replied, mimicking the other to a T. They had known eachother long enough that it wasn't too hard. "Hell yeah, I told you I'm the biggest meanie out there. Should'a listened, you dork!" he teased.
The cocky banter was short lived and he found himself diving right back into embarrassment. "Mein Gott, babe! Spandex is just not in my wardrobe! I'm barely willing to wear tight jeans," a tinge of whine in his voice. "Cameron," he groaned, face like a tomato. "Fine, but I know you so if you try to take any pictures of me, Ich werde dich töten mich , Brat!" He blew a burst of air into his cheek.










