"Chuu!"
𝕊𝕪𝕡𝕟𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕤:𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕪 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣!
cw:ooc ofc bc i'm bad at this
𝕒/𝕟:𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕚 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣, 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕝
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It was another boring day on the ship, there wasn't any wifi nor signal up here so you couldn't contact anyone outside of this spacecraft or do anything fun. The only real company you've got on board was Dr. Polyakov himself. He was.. Not such a delight. His humor was PAINFULLY unfunny, to which he would respond to:"Nonsense! I am incredibly funny!" and he was insufferably awkward.
Suddenly, a light bulb appears above your head. Your genius mind had remembered a game you used to see online back when you were a teen involving chocolate covered biscuits called pocky. Basically, you and your partner take one of the 2 ends and nibble on it until you eventually kiss. You already saw kissing in a platonic light due to your homeland. it's not like your feelings for dr. polyakov were particurally friendly though.. You decided suggesting it to the man himself to give the game a whirl. His response was a:
"What is this utter tomfoolery of a game are you suggesting me to play with you??"
"C'mon.. You're literally the only person on board.."
"Either way, how are you going to obtain a box of that?? We are LITERALLY in the middle of space. Did you have a concussion the other day or are you just plain stupid??"
"Uhhh.. Magic? just please—close your eyes.."
Dr polyakov reluctantly closed his eyes like the good boy he isWHOAWHOSAIDTHAT— When he pryed his eyelids open, he was met with the sight of a familiar red box sitting atop of your palm. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed!
"Impossible. How!?"
"Magic, duh."
"No, i meant how did you ACTUALLY get it??"
"Fine, i just saw it floating in space.."
"...Do you seriously have any brains inside that big head of yours or are you just operating on merely fluid!?"
Dr polyakov pinches the bridge of his nose, done with your utter stupidity. How did you not consider the risks??
"It's not expired if that's what you were thinking."
"That's not—ugh, you're hopeless."
"Why thank you."
"It wasn't a compliment."
"I know."
"Anyways, you in or nah?"
"I refuse to engage with this nonsense of yours."
"What i somehow obtain a rose?"
"...I sincerely doubt that."
"Just—please?"
He gives in, not wanting to deal with your foolishness any longer but also partly because of the promise of a rose.
"Fine."
"Yay! Thanks, p-boy!"
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO UTTER THOSE WORDS AGAIN—"
You both sat(or floated??) criss-cross apple sauce on the spaceships cool metallic uhm.. floor??(i'm sorry idk what they use to address a spaceships floor) You tore the red box open, slipping out a thin, chocolate coated breadstick.
You held out one end towards Polyakov, he swiftly takes it. You gave him the naked end because;1, you wanted the chocolate part to yourself and—2, you doubt he could taste anything.
You started to nibble on your end, much faster than p-boy over here, slowly biting off crumbs—seriously, is he even trying?? The chocolatey taste seeps into your tastebuds, just as good as you remember.
You inched closer and closer to doctor man, eventually joining lips with him, that taste of chocolate became enhanced as you two shared a quick kiss before dr polyakov pulls away with a shade of furious red grazing over his cheeks.
He shields a hand over his face, was this seriously happening?? Did he just kiss you?? On the inside, he was over the moon! but it was quite obvious on the outside too, wearing a big goofy grin across his features.
In the end, he got his rose. Resulting in ugly sobbing.
a/n:first orbit 5 fanfic in history on tumblr. (probably) yw gyatts😘i doubt people would actually like this hahahaha
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