| — | He’s only half Asian. —These two, I swear (via sugarysweetaaron) |
After a gift was sent to them by a certain someone, Aaron and Eric had run off to Vegas for a nice little week away from everything, after making sure everything would be fine without them, of course. They’d gotten a big suite and everything, and they were to live as Mr. and Mrs. Hernandez for the duration of their stay. Since they weren’t of legal gambling age, they went about being immature little idjits in their room. While Eric was taking a nice, relaxing bath, Aaron ordered a shit-ton of food from room service, and sat in front of the Tv to watch something about cars.
When Eric got out, he rummaged through his stuff and pulled out a half empty 40. One that they’d shared on a previous beach trip. After going through that and a six pack of Mike’s, they were starting to feel tipsy. Sometime later, they were completely wasted, and they came up with a stupid idea.
The next morning, Aaron woke up, cuddled up to Eric. She crawled out of bed and got a glass of water, which is when she noticed the cheap gumball machine ring on her finger. “Eric?” She set the glass down and hopped on the bed. “Mmh?” He uncovered his face and looked at her. “What?” “We got married last night.” She held up her hand to show him the ring. Eric’s eyes widened considerably and he sat up quickly. “Please tell me you’re joking…”
After a long silence, Aaron went into the bathroom and took a shower. While she was in the bathroom, Eric looked around the room. That’s when he found the certificate and the pictures. Pictures of their wedding. Aaron was wearing a black and white polka dot dress, and he was wearing a top hat. He started laughing really hard, and he was still laughing when Aaron finally came out. “What’s so funny?” She plopped in a chair and looked at him. Eric dropped the pictures in her lap, and headed for the bathroom. Aaron looked through them and laughed too.
Four hours later, they both decided it was dinner time, so they went out and bought food to cook.
Long story short, Aaron burnt the food, so they just got room service and enjoyed their first meal as Mr. and Mrs. Kahn.
After a gift was sent to them by a certain someone, Aaron and Eric had run off to Vegas for a nice little week away from everything, after making sure everything would be fine without them, of course. They’d gotten a big suite and everything, and they were to live as Mr. and Mrs. Hernandez for the duration of their stay. Since they weren’t of legal gambling age, they went about being immature little idjits in their room. While Eric was taking a nice, relaxing bath, Aaron ordered a shit-ton of food from room service, and sat in front of the Tv to watch something about cars.
When Eric got out, he rummaged through his stuff and pulled out a half empty 40. One that they’d shared on a previous beach trip. After going through that and a six pack of Mike’s, they were starting to feel tipsy. Sometime later, they were completely wasted, and they came up with a stupid idea.
The next morning, Aaron woke up, cuddled up to Eric. She crawled out of bed and got a glass of water, which is when she noticed the cheap gumball machine ring on her finger. “Eric?” She set the glass down and hopped on the bed. “Mmh?” He uncovered his face and looked at her. “What?” “We got married last night.” She held up her hand to show him the ring. Eric’s eyes widened considerably and he sat up quickly. “Please tell me you’re joking…”
After a long silence, Aaron went into the bathroom and took a shower. While she was in the bathroom, Eric looked around the room. That’s when he found the certificate and the pictures. Pictures of their wedding. Aaron was wearing a black and white polka dot dress, and he was wearing a top hat. He started laughing really hard, and he was still laughing when Aaron finally came out. “What’s so funny?” She plopped in a chair and looked at him. Eric dropped the pictures in her lap, and headed for the bathroom. Aaron looked through them and laughed too.
Four hours later, they both decided it was dinner time, so they went out and bought food to cook.
Long story short, Aaron burnt the food, so they just got room service and enjoyed their first meal as Mr. and Mrs. Kahn.
Aaron was napping on Eric’s couch when he came home from work, so she didn’t really notice the look on his face. After he’d grabbed his beer and lifted her legs, he plopped on the couch. What woke her up, was the sound of him opening his beer. She shifted and sat up, disoriented for a moment. “Hey studmuffin. How was work?” Eric grunted in response, which earned him a sleepy, but irritated stare. “That bad?” Another grunt.
Aaron nudged him gently and pouted. “Cheer up, broski.” When he didn’t respond to her, she shifted so she was on her knees and hugged him tightly. “C’mon, cheer up.” Eric shrugged her off and drank his beer, keeping his eyes on the Tv. After a long moment of silence, a commercial came on. Aaron knew the song that was playing, so she scooted closer and got situated.
When it got to the part she knew best, she started rapping with it, making sure to do silly gestures. Eric paused and looked at her, his mouth full of beer. He ended up laughing at how ridiculous she looked, and the beer came out his nose. By the time the commercial ended, Aaron was laughing too.
“Are you in a good mood now?” “Yeah.” “Good.” They sat there for a moment, grinning stupidly. “Hey, Aaron?” “Yeah?” “Never rap again.” “Okay.”
(( …Eric why can’t you have Adam Brody be your face claim… ))
Starting with blueprints;
And ending with this;
And our baby can live again;
My baby’s all grown up and gettin’ it’s heart…~ <3




