Late Night Kisses

                                    

                                          

There is some mature content between Anti and Dark so if you feel uncomfortable with it then feel free to skip, I think I'll start simply putting a warning at the beginning of stories like these instead of these paragraphs because now I'm boring you
                          

"Just because you fed me totally doesn't put me in a better mood," Anti grumbled and pulled his knees up to his chest, resting his bare feet on the counter.
                          
Dark rolled his eyes. "Then what will put you in a better mood?"
                          
Anti grinned devilishly and let his legs dangle, waving him over, once Dark was in his reach he pulled him forward by the tie. Leaning up to his ear and lowered his voice to a whisper. "I'd say take a guess but you're first guess was wrong so why would this be any different?"
                          
He giggled and lightly pushed Dark away, hopping off the counter and strutting out the kitchen. Dark stood frozen for a moment before following after the glitch. "How can you be so sure?"
                          
Anti grinned widely and turned to face him, walking backwards. "Because I know these things."
                          
I'll help you out my friend
                          
A red hand grew from around Dark's ankle and tripped the smug glitch, the grey demon moved a few steps quicker to catch him in a dip.
                          
"How romantic," he giggled. "Celine is quite the charmer."
                          
Thank you Anti
                          
"She's very happy with that," Dark grinned.
                          
They stayed in the same position for a few moments before Anti leaned up, tightly winding his fingers into Dark's raven hair and kissed him. The older stood up tall and gently pressed him against the wall.
                          
"Ugh! You two are such fags!" the fat boy who they found out was called Eric Cartman shrieked from the living room, his three friends, the blonde one was Kenny McCormick, the ginger one was Kyle Broflovski and the black haired one was Stan Marsh, stood behind him.
                          
They separated and Dark glared at him. "Yes we are," the older growled.
                          
"And I'm not ashamed," Anti giggled and turned Dark's head, connecting their lips again.
                          
Cartman gagged and went back into the living room, Yan stepped out in front of the three teens and chucked a couch cushion at the two demons. "Stick your tongues down each other's throats somewhere else!" He giggled as they moved apart again. "I'm happy for you by the way!"
                          
"Thanks Yan," Dark smirked and pulled Anti upstairs. 
                          
"Please don't do what I said loudly!" He called after them.
                          
"Shut up!" Anti shrieked before his bedroom door slammed shut.
                          
Yan giggled and ducked back onto the couch and jumped beside Marvin, cuddling against his side and clutching onto his arm.
                          
"Do you need anything, Senpai?" He said sweetly.
                          
"Uh, could I get a coffee please?" the magician asked nervously.
                          
"Of course, Senpai," he booped his nose and hopped up, skipping to the kitchen.
                          
Once out of earshot Marvin slumped against the couch cushions and rubbed his temples, his cat mask moving slightly. 
                          
"You are so screwed," Roman snickered from the other side of the couch, Virgil curled up against his side.
                          
"Yeah no shit!" Marvin snapped.
                          
"How is he screwed?" Cartman narrowed his eyes. "It's a guy in a school girl skirt, so?"
                          
"So?" Virgil raised an eyebrow incredulously. "He's a Yandere."
                          
"What the hell is a Yandere?" Kyle frowned.
                          
"Dude you don't know what a Yandere is?" Kenny and Stan cried.
                          
"Did someone call me?" Yan stuck his head into the living room and Marvin sat up.
                          
"No Yan," Marvin smiled and the crazy man giggled like a literal school girl, blushing madly before running off, he turned to Kyle and waved at the door. "That's a Yandere."
                          
"It doesn't seem that bad," Cartman folded his arms and slumped down in the armchair he was in.
                          
"Not that bad?" The magician laughed. "I was once at the shopping centre with Yan and he went to get us coffees, a fan came up thinking I was Jack dressing up as that 'cat mask magician guy' as she so kindly put it, the next time I saw her she was a missing person on the news!"
                          
"Yeah, Yanderes do anything to be with their Senpai and Yan literally kills people because he is so in love with Marvin," Roman added on and Cartman coughed.
                          
"That sounds so familiar," he looked at his ginger friend. "Care to elaborate for them Kahl?"
                          
"I threatened to stab you once, I never killed anyone," Kyle snapped and stubbornly folded his arms. "And I'm not in love with anyone either."
                          
Both Stan and Kenny smirked at him and he coughed, the ginger going red and to his feet. "Where's the bathroom again?"
                          
"Upstairs, go down the right hall and the last door on the left," Marvin grinned and the ginger raced out the room, the other two boys chasing after him.
                          
"What a bunch of fags," Cartman muttered.
                          
"Excuuuuse me?" Roman glared at the boy and gripped Virgil tighter.
                          
"Ro," Virgil rasped dramatically. "I can't breathe."
                          
"Sorry My Chemically Imbalanced Romance," the prince loosened his grip and reached for over the arm rest and pulled up a sword. "Now Cartman, would you like to repeat what you just said?"
                          
The teen turned to face Roman and say it again but when his eyes fell on the sword he swallowed thickly and sunk further into his chair. Roman grinned proudly and put his sword down, pressing his face into Virgil's hair.
                          
"I'm stuck in a gay hell," Cartman said quietly as Yan came back with two mugs of coffee.
                          
"We could put you in the basement with Die, he's straight, then you'd be in a straight hell," Yan snapped handing Marvin his coffee and sitting down. "But then again, Die might also choke you to death with the bike chain he is binded to the floor with."
                          
"Ok Yan, that's a bit much," Marvin said, sipping his coffee.
                          
"Sorry Senpai, did I upset you?" Yan yelped, he put his mug down and wrapped his arms around the magician.
                          
"No Yan but you're about to dump coffee on my junk," he giggled nervously, he set down his mug and the cross-dresser pulled Marvin against him. "Okay I think I'm gonna go to bed now."
                          
"Do you need help upstairs, Senpai?"
                          
"No I do not!" He pushed Yan off him and headed for the stairs but stopped when he heard Anti cry out. "You know what I'm staying down here, does anyone have a new set of fucking ear drums?"
                          
"Why?" Virgil frowned.
                          
"I'd say stand by the stairs but I don't recommend it," the magician shuddered and sank into the couch, the other three teens coming in as well, looking pale.
                          
Roman who suddenly became curious went into the hall with Virgil and both came back with red faces.
                          
"I think we should sleep down here tonight." 
                          
I just want to say thank you so much for reading my story and if you want to comment your thoughts or questions on any chapters feel free to, I'm up for constructive criticism and again thank youuuuuu!!
                          
-Ken