oh fuck the gays are fighting
Author's Notes
they are,,, flirting ???
rewritten version of an old one-shot because it was kind of stupid / lacking any sort of plot at all (not that this has much of a plot either lol), and I just didn't like how it was written
noncanon, probably
"Fuck you." Grey spat the words, eyebrows furrowed and back pressed firmly against the wall. It was uncomfortable. He didn't care. Even as the jagged bits and bumps of the hard surface pressed into him through his thin jacket, he kept his cold glare pinned on Kishan. Despite the fact that the other boy was just a few inches taller, it felt like Kishan was practically towering over him, although his hand on the wall just above Grey's shoulder didn't help much. With Kishan so close to him, Grey felt like he should be bothered, yet something in the back of his mind lingered, reminding him that he really wasn't.
Kishan grinned down at him, and Grey was filled with the urge to smack that smug look right off of his pretty face. But, he settled for using his words instead "Asshole."
"Aw, who? Me?" Grey's expression practically screamed 'duh, you fucking idiot', and Kishan continued, sounding quite entertained "Now, now, Grey, that's not a very nice word, is it?"
"Oh, sorry, sorry, my bad! Uh, let me come up with something a little nicer..." Grey brought a hand to his chin, tapping a finger as he pretended to think. After a second, he leaned in closer to Kishan's face as he spoke "How's about bitch, huh? Motherfucker maybe? Dumbass? Any of those good enough for you?"
Kishan shook his head softly, an amused smile just barely visible "You really are all bark and no bite, huh? Y'know, I'm surprised you never get tired of fighting."
Grey pulled back, eyebrows furrowing once again, but his expression was more out of confusion than anger this time "The hell are you on about?" His tone quickly turned back into a more defensive one, a scowl on his face "Yeah, I'm no fucking pussy, if that's what you're saying. I don't give up, unlike you." As if to make the words hit harder, he jabbed a finger into Kishan's chest, once again getting in his face.
"You know," Kishan didn't back off, only leaning in closer and carefully watching the look in Grey's eyes. It looked like his mind was going a million miles a minute, a shocked look in his eyes as they widened so slightly he almost missed it, only for the glare to return as he held his ground, keeping his face right where it was even as Kishan moved further into his space "It's kind of cute how hard you work just to try and, what, rile me up a little?"