The One Where They Kiss You
I would like to wish the happiest of birthdays to my dear friend, Inky, @thinkanddoodle-rhink. 🎉🎂🥂🎁
To celebrate I wrote a little fic for her and to all of you. It’s a bit silly and fun with a hint of rhink and a pinch of smut.
I hope y’all enjoy the fic and please, go wish my friend happy birthday! She is awesome. 💜
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“Today we’re going to answer the age-old question! Who’s the better kisser?”
“Let’s talk about that!”
The theme song of Good Mythical Morning plays and you squirm in your seat between the two huge men. And they are huge. Massive. Obviously, you knew they were tall. You’d seen them in photos and videos next to people that were the same size as you, but to actually be in their physical presence is something else. It’s intimidating in a way that makes you feel a bit flushed all the time.
“You doing okay?” Link whispers to you, leaning down. You nod, turning to smile at him. A mistake, you realize immediately. His eyes are so blue and so kind and filled with mischief. Your stomach somersaults and you turn your gaze away quickly. To make matters worse, a huge warm hand pats your thigh from the other side, and Rhett’s voice makes your insides squirm.
“We’re just going to have some fun, yeah? Nothing to worry about.”
“Yup,” you say and force a smile on your face when the theme peters out.
“Goooood mythical morning!” Rhett announces and winks at the camera. You twist your hands together in your lap and straighten your posture. In the monitor, you can see yourself dwarfed by the two men. The sight is still unbelievable. Yet here you sit, after months of emails and calls with the production team and even a video call with the men themselves. It all still feels like a dream. You try to take it all in the best you can as Link launches into the scripted intro.
“We’ve shared a kiss before—”
“We’ve shared a kissing partner,” Rhett interrupts Link with a correction and a stern look, but Link just smirks at the camera and continues:
“But we’ve never figured out definitively which of us is the best kisser. That’s going to change today with the help of our new friend! Give a warm welcome to our lovely guest!”
The crew cheers and applause fill the room. You wave a bit awkwardly as Link pulls you into a sideways hug, his smile as wide as ever. Gosh, he’s so solid. And warm. Your cheeks flush and you wonder if you can blame it on the bright filming lights.
“Why don’t you introduce yourself to the audience?” Rhett suggests and you stammer out your name and where you’re from.
“Wonderful,” Rhett declares as if you told him something particularly exciting. “As many of you know we asked for volunteers for this auspicious task and from the hundreds—”
“Thousands,” Link pipes in.
“Thousands,” Rhett amends with a smile, “participants, lady luck picked this lovely beast!” Rhett turns sideways and presents you to the cameras as if you’re a new car in one of those crazy game shows.
“Wild,” you deadpan, getting a burst of giggles out of the crew.
“Wild indeed. Are you ready for today? I assume you’ve prepared extensively.”
“Oh, yeah,” you say, feeling yourself relaxing into the banter a bit. “I’ve spent the last few weeks kissing middle-aged dads who make videos on the internet.”
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