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jellyaibo · 3 years
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BEHOLD...”GAYS at STAKE” my losercake fic!
a short fic i wrote where cake struggles to tell loser that he has a crush on him...during cake at stake
ENJOY!!
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and here's the link to it on AO3 in case u would rather read it there than here on tumblr !
Cake always had feelings for Loser, it was very obvious.
The little pastry would feel his heart flutter every time Loser would playfully nudge him at Cake at Stake.
Cake at Stake...oh man, Loser loves watching Cake at Stake it's actually one of his favorite things to do! Cake doesn't care too much about it though, all he cares about is being with Loser.
Speaking of which, Cake at Stake should be starting soon.
"Hey Cake!" says a familiar wheezy voice.
"Oh hi Loser!" Cake replied while happily skipping to his cube companion "Cake at Stake is about to start soon! Are you ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be!" Loser said as the two heard a distant ring from an alarm clock "Looks like it's time already! Let's get going!"
The two go to their usual spot right next to the Cake at Stake place, Loser sits down and motions to Cake while patting a spot of grass next to him telling him to "sit down" with a big smile on his face, Cake notices and a faint pinkish-red blush blooms across the baked good's face.
Cake sits down next to Loser on the soft green grass, since he doesn't actually care too much about Cake at Stake he just uses this time to admire the scenery...and Loser.
Goodness...is that the sun beaming down on him or is he...glowing? Cake thought to himself.
Loser is too busy listening real close as Four announces the results of the votes, what team was even up for elimination again? Cake couldn't tell since he was so lost in thought, his eyes danced around Loser's ivory shell, noticing every small detail on him, his heart melting as he did so.
Everything felt like such a blur to him until suddenly Cake was snapped back into reality by a familiar gentle nudge on his side.
Cake felt his body heat up as he let out a small gasp, he looked to his right to see Loser smiling at him.
The cuboid giggled playfully at his partner, whose face has become flush with a bright rose color.
Trying to ignore the burning feeling inside him Cake starts to giggle too, albeit sounding much more forced than Loser's gentle wheezy laugh.
Loser takes notice of this and looks at Cake with a cheerful, yet confused and worried expression.
"Cake...are you feeling alright?" says Loser while putting his hand on Cake's "forehead" as if he was checking his temperature.
"Oh...me?" Cake stuttered, trying to wipe away a bead of sweat with his foot.
"I'm just...uhm...a little....uh.." he tried to think of an excuse but nothing seemed to come to mind. "uhhhhm..."
His eyes kept darting back and forth, looking up at Loser, then looking down at the ground, he felt so embarrassed.
Loser took his hand off of Cakes forehead for a moment but then he placed it back, but instead of feeling his forehead Loser started gently patting Cake on the head.
"Its ok Cake you can tell me what's bothering you..." Loser sat down in front of his flustered friend and held onto Cake's...foot...since he doesn't have any hands to hold.
Cake took a deep breath, his heart was racing.
"Loser...there's something I need to tell you." the pastry stuttered.
"Go on..." said Loser with a warm smile on his face.
Cake smiled back and took another deep breath.
"Well...Loser I....." Cake felt like he was gonna explode "I...Ilikeyoualot" he mumbled.
"Huh? what was that??" Loser scooted a bit closer to his pastry partner, who is now a blushy mess.
Loser looks at Cake with curiosity...what is this fellow trying to say? he thought he heard Cake say something but it was just to unintelligible for this cuboid to hear.
"Ikindalikeyou....alot....." Cake said, quieter this time.
"Oh!...oh my..." the cube gasped quietly....his cheeks becoming flush with a pale shade of azure.
Loser was surprised...he's heard the same things from his fans but this...this was different to him.
In his eyes Cake wasn't "his biggest fan" anymore, Cake was his best friend, this...meant so much to him.
The now shiny blue and ivory Loser put his hands on his face and started...giggling?
Cake calmed down a bit and looked at Loser in confusion and a little bit of embarrassment.
Before Cake could say anything Loser put his arms around him and pulled him into a hug, Loser nuzzled his face into Cake.
"I.....I like you a lot too" said Loser, his voice being muffled by Cake's body.
"Really??"
Loser pulled away from the hug for a moment and smiled at cake, his face was still a little blue.
"Really...I mean it"
Cake gasped and kicked his feet in excitement, his heart was practically beating out of his chest, he was so happy.
Loser was excited too, he was just about to pull cake into another hug but before he could cake pulled himself closer to Loser much faster than he expected and...!
It only took a second for both of them to realize what just happened.
Loser and Cake...face to face, both flush with their respective colors, but they don't break away they simply ease in.
Propping himself back up with one arm without breaking the kiss, Loser leans forward and hugs Cake tighter with the one arm he has wrapped around him.
Some of the other contestants took notice of the sudden make-out session going on, but decided not to interrupt, instead they start OOH-ing at the two like schoolchildren.
That didn't matter to Loser and Cake though everything around them just felt like such a blur, but they were so in the moment.
Loser had both his arms wrapped around Cake, and now Cake had his legs wrapped around Loser's "waist."
Finally, breaking away from Loser's warm embrace Cake huffed with a smile, his face still a soft shade of scarlet.
The idol cube smiled back tenderly at his pastry partner, looking deep into his eyes.
Cake giggled and gave Loser a little kiss on the cheek, then the two heard a faint yelp followed by a zap nearby.
Someone got eliminated but...who cares? They thought.
No Cake at Stake on Earth could beat what just went on there.
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