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"Are you a fucking idiot?!"
Test tube x fan
(this is mostly human ver because it's easier for me-)
Slight angst?
Test tube slept quietly in her room, glasses still on her face, still wearing her lab clothing. She had spent almost a week in her lab and was exhausted. She finally got to lay down. Peaceful, right? No. Five minutes after she fell asleep she was awoken by her door being slammed open, which scared the fuck out of her and got her to sit up, confused and shocked. The person who did this? Her idiotic- friend? Boyfriend? She didn't know. Her and fan had a good relationship but she wasn't sure what is was and she was to scared to ask. Seeing the red haired male she sighed, relaxing, "Fan what are you doing?" She said, running her fingers through her hair, "Ok, so, uhm, first of all, don't hate me. Please promise not to hate me." He spoke nervously, earning an eyebrow raise from her, "Fan why would I hate you? But ok, I promise." A beat of silence passed over the room before he begrudgingly stepped forward, seeming guilty, "Ok, so..I went to get your phone from your lab for you since I wanted you to have it when you woke up and I..uhm...knocked something over...and I don't know what it was but I'm sorry, I'm so so fucking sorry I didn't mean to break anything if I did I just-" His words were cut off fairly quickly, "What the FUCK do you mean you knocked something over?! Why did you even go in there in the first place?! You know it's a mess! You probably ruined my project , are you a fucking idiot?!" She snarled, standing up and stepping closer to him, anger flashing in her eyes, earning a wince from him, "Please- I know I fucked up- I'm sorry, I'm so so so sorry- please don't hate me test tube- please-" He mumbled, stepping back,very obviously guilty, she noticed this and took a step back, sighing as she punched the bridge of her nose "Did anything break? Is my phone ok at the very least? If something of my project broke I've got pictures to rebuild it." She spoke, still upset but feeling slightly bad for scaring him. He nodded, handing her her phone, which she took, "I'm sorry for yelling, I'm just so stressed right now and I can't comprehend anything normally.." He took a step closer, gently taking her glasses off her face, which earned a confused look from her, and set them on her nightstand, "I don't think you need those in your sleep, earning a soft chuckle from her. She couldn't stay mad at him. Not at all. They eventually fell asleep together, her finally in something comfortable and him on his phone as she slept. The end.