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A pair of loud footsteps sound down the hall, vibrating and shaking the walls as the pair race down the winding corridors of the White House.
‘T-Trump! Please, you can’t do this!’ Kirk heaves out, breathless from chasing his other half for what seems like hours.
‘Do what? I’m just doing what needs to be done! If you’re not happy then I’ll just replace you, like I did with Melania.’
Kirk’s heart drops. His face turns pale. He didn’t really mean that, right?
Right..?
The two have been a couple for only about 6 or 7 months but the chemistry between them is like no other. As soon as they met, the click was there. Friendly debates and business meetings soon turned into passionate moments heated with love. They knew they shouldn’t be feeling like this… but after all, you can’t ignore the course of nature. And, like clockwork, the both divorced their wives and are now happily living in the lavish mansion with their kids. Although their relationship is far from happy right now…
Charlie finally manages to catch up to Trump, clinging onto his wrist like his life depended on it and not letting go.
‘Trump! I know this is important to secure a cooperation with Russia but please consider my feelings…’
The situation is, to put it simply, very complex. Even though Charlie only feels for Trump, he can’t deny that he still cares deeply for the mother of his children. Trump has agreed to help Russia nuke Antarctica for whatever reason. Coincidentally, this is also where Kirk’s ex-wife, Erika, seems to have chosen to migrate to.
‘Tell me, is this about Erika?’
…
‘TELL ME!!’
‘Aye, si! It is! I’m sorry!’
‘I knew it… you were never loyal, were you?’
‘What?! No, of course I’m loyal, mi amor!’
Lil Kirk’s head was racing with erratic thoughts. He didn’t know how to portray his feelings, he never did. Always blurting out random shit and nonsense like an idiot, especially during his debates.
Staring down at Charlie’s brown doe eyes, Trump couldn’t help but think that he looked just like a helpless little boy. And Trump loved preying on little boys. But, oh god, those eyes… so wide, so full of fear… he loved making Kirk a victim of his own shallow emotions.
The big orange’s hands moved to cup Kirk’s face softly, rubbing mindless circles on his tear-stricken cheeks.
‘Baby… you know I hate seeing you like this. But this needs to be done. Do you want our family to be in shambles just because you still care for Erika? I may not be blood related to your children and you may not be blood related to mine but we still make it work, don’t we?’
‘B-but that’s not all…’
‘Hm? Tell me, honey. What else is on your mind?’
Kirk took a shaky breath to prepare himself for what he was about to say.
‘It’s… it’s also about the penguins. I don’t want them to die…’
…
‘THEY’RE ALL INBREDS ANYWAYS!!! WHY DO YOU CARE ABOUT PENGUINS SO MUCH WHEN YOU HAVE ME?!!’
He pinches the bridge of his nose, now chuckling to himself as he remembers that kirk sometimes age regressed to 7 years of age. Such a silly boy!
‘I’m sorry, heh, I guess I got a bit out of hand there… listen, I’ll call it all off. Just for you, alright? I just want you to be happy…’
‘Really?! Thank you thank you so much senpai!! But promise me one thing..’
‘Hm?’
‘Don’t ever replace me.’
…
‘I promise. You know I love you, baby.’