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priscaTitle: Under the mistletoes
Character: Zeke Tyler, Casey Connor
Prompt: mistletoe
Word Count: 320
Finished: 10.12.2020
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When Casey just wanted to enter Zeke's garage, the door was torn open; two strong arms grabbed him, pulling him closer. And before he could protest, he felt warm lips on his own; a kiss which made him feel dizzy.
When he finally was able to think clearer again, he jumped back, staring at his best friend with eyes wide open. „Are you fucking mad,“ he yelled.
Zeke put on his most smug smile, pointing upwards. „Mistletoes. I know, you love old tradition.“
Casey huffed. „That's ridiculous. You can't kiss me!“
„I can't? But I did, and it doesn't look as if you dislike it.“
„I... I...“ Casey knew he was blushing. „Geez, I have a girlfriend, remember? This was such a bad joke.“
„Delilah?“ Zeke smirked. „Oh, c'mon, Casey, she uses you for her own interests, but I'm sure kissing you is not part of this.“
„Well, we made a vow of chastity; it's not all about sex, you know.“
„No shit!“ Zeke rolled his eyes. „You can't be serious. Before you turned into a hero by saving the world from this alien bitch, which quickened her interest in you, she was dating half of the football team. I saw her making out with Gabe under the bleachers and with Stan in the boy's washroom.
Trust me, and don't waste your time with her.“ He put his finger under Casey's chin, forced him to look up. „Tell me, do you like kissing me?“
He licked his dry lips, blinking nervously. The truth? He had enjoyed it much more than he was ready to admit. But how could this be? Zeke was the biggest heartbreaker from school, his best friend...
„Don't worry,“ he heard Zeke whisper like through a haze. „It's nothing wrong with it.“ And when their lips met again, he put his arms around Zeke's neck and gave in. Mistletoes, right? Tradition.
Character: Zeke Tyler, Casey Connor
Prompt: mistletoe
Word Count: 320
Finished: 10.12.2020
:::
When Casey just wanted to enter Zeke's garage, the door was torn open; two strong arms grabbed him, pulling him closer. And before he could protest, he felt warm lips on his own; a kiss which made him feel dizzy.
When he finally was able to think clearer again, he jumped back, staring at his best friend with eyes wide open. „Are you fucking mad,“ he yelled.
Zeke put on his most smug smile, pointing upwards. „Mistletoes. I know, you love old tradition.“
Casey huffed. „That's ridiculous. You can't kiss me!“
„I can't? But I did, and it doesn't look as if you dislike it.“
„I... I...“ Casey knew he was blushing. „Geez, I have a girlfriend, remember? This was such a bad joke.“
„Delilah?“ Zeke smirked. „Oh, c'mon, Casey, she uses you for her own interests, but I'm sure kissing you is not part of this.“
„Well, we made a vow of chastity; it's not all about sex, you know.“
„No shit!“ Zeke rolled his eyes. „You can't be serious. Before you turned into a hero by saving the world from this alien bitch, which quickened her interest in you, she was dating half of the football team. I saw her making out with Gabe under the bleachers and with Stan in the boy's washroom.
Trust me, and don't waste your time with her.“ He put his finger under Casey's chin, forced him to look up. „Tell me, do you like kissing me?“
He licked his dry lips, blinking nervously. The truth? He had enjoyed it much more than he was ready to admit. But how could this be? Zeke was the biggest heartbreaker from school, his best friend...
„Don't worry,“ he heard Zeke whisper like through a haze. „It's nothing wrong with it.“ And when their lips met again, he put his arms around Zeke's neck and gave in. Mistletoes, right? Tradition.