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*It was a very sunny summer afthernoon and Dean was bored out of his mind he had been in a live stream 3 hours now and unusually to his streams nothing really exiting had happened yet all the arguments were weak and nothing was really scandalous it felt almost rutinary for Dean who deep inside him felt very off there had been no trolls on this stream so far witch should be something good but he missed them he missed the Charlie Kirk trolls and Mar but there was someone whom his heart swalloed at his lack of presence the Puss Puss guy a troll whit a attitude of kylar class of 09 who had made some pretty funny acidental doble meaning threats. Dean got distracted by this a bit and forgot it was the turn to do another debate*
-Dean Withers: Oh! sorry for the black out *said Dean nervus and kind of embarassed by this he couldnt belive that he was thinking about him*
-Dean Withers: Okay next
-The liberal destroyer2: Hi PUSS PUSS are you going to let me finish this fucking time?? *he sounded very agitated and angry even more then before even trough he said exactly the same thig as last time* *dean opend up his eyes a bit he really didint expect him he chuckled trought the truth was represented by his eyes he seemed happy that he was there and mad that he had gotten inside his head*
-Dean Withers: Woah The liberal destroyer.. TWO and saying exactly the same thing are you an iphone?? *dean laughed at himself the chat exploding he felt so good in this interaction he didint know it but he wanted more of it more of HIM*
-The liberal destroyer2: Well whatever Dean wither *he said like a sassy girl*
-Dean Withers: Woah not very masculine of you kylar class of 09 *he said poking fun of him deliberately and he waited expecting his response*
-The liberal destroyer2:Ohhh making fun of me now again PUSS PUSS you think you are so godam important in that fucking gamer chair while you control the minds of every american in this country!!! *he said very angry*
-Dean Withers: You know what whe have been at this tell me how am i controlling the country *he said smugly wanting to extend this even trough he could kick him out since hes either a stalker or a troll pretending to be Maga witch in case of the ladder he would be amazed at his comunity*
-TLD2: Well you tell LIES and you LIE to pepole you create FAKE NEWS *says whit a tone witch you can tell that if you could see his face he would be all redded ant leaking steam from his ears like a cartoon*
*Dean smiles very widelly while hearing this*
-Dean Withers: what!!!!!! tell me since when do i make NEWS
-TLD2: W-well no.. *his voice cracked* but you are an influencer you influence pepole and and influencers all tell lies!
*Dean smiled viciously he felt something he had never felt before seeing his voice crack whit weakness he felt some sort of malice and a bit of lust?*
-Dean Withers: Well there are a lot of Maga influencers do they also tell lies? *he said very confient quite litterally enyoying the moment*
-TLD2:w-well no *he cracked again but then realised and exploted* B-BECAUSE MAGA WANTS AMERICA FIRST AND MAGA ISINT LIKE THOSE FUCKING LIBERALS ASSHOLES LOSERS WHO WHO-
*Dean cut him off perfectly he felt quite bad for him more than he normally does yet he yearned for that weak little response*
-Dean Withers: Hey baby its okay... *the baby lullaby begins whit Dean poking fun at him*
-TLD2: STOP TRYING TO BE SUPERIOR YOU BIG FUCKING FAT ASS BABY *he said like a very angry adult baby*
*Dean exasperated realising that he had to end this for now and that he had to actually debate obiously he didint want to stop making him fuss*
-Dean Withers: Okay thats enough ban him
*And he was banned.....Again*
-Dean Withers: *sighs* that was something better luck next time
*the stream ended in two hours Dean tired and bored out of his mind got on the bed and grabed his phone scrolling thats when he stumbled upon a clip of his fist ever interaction whit TLD2 he felt repulse the first 2 seconds of it he quickly tossed his phone to the other side of the bed and looked at the celing disgusted and generally repulsed by him but wierdly enough he wanted to grab his celphone again and watch the video fully to hear his voice again so much every fiber of his body begged him to he didint know why he felt so wierid he didint know why he YEARNED for him he wanted to hear him so bad he tried to resist until he finally gave out and got to watch that dammed clip he saw it 3 times until a vicious and maybe peverted idea came to be inside him the ao3 fanfics that was going too far he tough but like the devil and angel on shoulders trope other tought apeared but im courious was the tought the angel fought back saying whe really shouldnt there its wierid stuff going on there the devil said sure but whe can take it and Dean obeyed the devil until afther 2 hours he had read atleast 5 fanfics he didint have them counted but when he realised he quickly felt guilty why had he gone up on that so much why he didint understand his feelings and simply let the sleep take him hoping that these feelings where nothing but a fluke*
---*END OF CHAPTER ONE*---