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"Awww, yeah, Troy in the house! Troy! Troy! Troy!"
Jax was going to raid the kitchen and stab troy in the head. That guy fucking sucked, with his stupid hair and his stupid face. It was disgusting how ugly he was. Booo, troy. He doesn't deserve a capital 'T'.
Mason, Jax's best friend since day one, crept up to him and handed him a red cup full of "water". "Yo, dude... you feelin' hot or something? Your face is all, like, red and stuff... do you need some like, actual water man? Maybe alone time?" Jax just shoved him lightly in the shoulder(see, lougferd? Jax treats his friends gently and with compassion, something you clearly lack.)
Jax's eye twitched. He sighed, "I'm just dandy, Mase."
Mason nodded uncertainly. "Um, sure dude." His face changes suddenly, like he's remembered something important. "Hey," he starts, "maybe you should go catch a breather. I know you think leaving the building this early in the party will 'make your image go down' or whatever, so lets just find, like, something else. A closet would do, right? A nice roomy one." Jax looks at him incredulously.
Mason tries to keep talking, but Jax quickly shut him up. "What the hell are you talking about bro." Mason starts to sweat at this, looking visibly uncomfortable.
"Uhh..." he tries, words failing him. Luckily, Jax's gaze wanders past him and lands on troy, who is currently making out with some girl. It enrages him.
Jax focuses back on Mason, who is still trying to find words, before he says "you know what? Nevermind. Get me out of here before I maul him." Mason mentally pumps his fist in accomplishment, before taking Jax to the nearest utility closet.
As he turns out the door, he turns around to signal at Lint, who was awkwardly holding Troy's second drink since arriving 5 minutes ago, and who was now also urging Troy out the door.
The plan was finally in motion.
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Jax was simply furious, to put it quite delicately.
Gosh, he should have forseen that Mason would narratively backstab him like this, locking him in a room with his greatest foe.
He pounded on the cold metal door. "Mason, you bastard, let me out!"
His ex-best friend's voice rang out from beyond his confinement; shrill and evil- "not until you kiss!"
Jax paused at that. Kiss?! The idea was simply preposterous, he would never kiss someone as socially stupid as troy lougferd. Jax sat down in the corner and glared at troy, who was glaring back and had been for some time.
"So." He started.
"So," troy sneered in reply.
"God, you are so insufferable! I mean, god forbid I want to start a conversation to discuss how to convince them to let us out?!" Troy scoffs and rolls his stupid eyes. "I have shit to do, lougferd, shit that you, with your little pea brain wouldn't understand. Because you are probably the stupidest person I have ever met. You may have a cute face, but there is so much bad about you that if I started, I'd never stop! You're just insufferable and i fucking hate you. Thanks." Jax ended his rant and crossed his arms, looking away from troy and his stupid... everything. He's stupid.
"...you think I have a cute face?"
Jax is about to shut down. Did he say that? No he didn't. He wouldn't. There's no way he'd slip up like that.
"...no."
He hears giggling outside the door.
troy starts talking, which is never good. "But, you like, said that. I mean, you have a cute face too, man."
Jax might cry. What the fuck is happening.
troy continues despite Jax's silent pleas. "Sometimes when I see you on the slopes I get so mad at you that sometimes you just look really cute. Which is kinda weird now that I'm saying it out loud. I don't have a thing for dudes, bro, so don't get your hopes up... not that there's anything wrong with that, if your hopes are up that's fine, I wouldn't be opposed."
Jax gaped at the surely wasted troy lougferd. He tried to search for signs that he was completely and utterly drunk, but he didn't seem any more than a little tipsy. What the hell is happening.
"I mean like, I've always thought about experimenting, but there was nobody that I had the right like... connection with, bro. But you kinda got that fiery hate for me dude. It's totally reciprocated. Totally." troy lougferd is a dumbass.
And now that Jax is staring at him, with his eyes wide open, previously apalled, he finds himself scanning his face in the closet light.
A different light.
His hair, golden blonde and longer than Jax would ever let his own be, seemed for the first time at just the right length to frame his face. His eyes, big and green, were reflecting the light above them. His nose was all crooked from slopes that led him astray, and Jax imagined it closer to his own. He imagined troy's beautiful lips crashing against his. He feels that same feeling he's always felt when looking at Troy Lougferd, and he realizes maybe he never hated him at all.
Something in his head snaps as he leans forward to gently press his lips against Troy's. He must be going insane.
Troy accepts the movement and reciprocates it, sharing an enthusiasm with Jax that the two never had before. Troy rakes his fingers through Jax's hair, getting lost in the mess of coffee brown on his head. Jax gasps for breath and cups a hand on Troy's cheek.
As the kiss gets deeper and deeper, the alchohol on their breaths making it intoxicating, Jax finds himself on top of Troy, who was shoving his tongue in his mouth. Troy was, rather expectedly, really good at kissing. Jax suddenly feels roaringly jealous of the girl Troy was making out with earlier, and presses his lips deeper. He breaks for a gasp of air. He had nearly forgotten how to breathe.
Jax, who had his eyes closed the entire time, opens them slowly to see Troy looking back, his eyes just as green as before. Though this time, they were complimented by a dusty pink on his cheeks. He looked at Jax with something unplaceable in his eyes, was it... adoration?
Jax suddenly realizes that they've been staring at eachother for a while and stands up off of Troy, who follows his lead.
Jax clears his throat. "That was..."
Troy finishes his thought with a simple "yeah." He looked starstruck.
"I... think I, uh, liked it. Um, you? How, uh, how did you feel? About it. The kiss?" Nice one, Jax, now you look like the idiot here.
Troy smiles brightly, showing off a missing premolar and whispers, "I loved it. Wanna go again?"
Jax's eyes widened. "What- already?! We just got done with the first one, dude!" He laughs and approaches Troy, still smiling.
They press their lips together again. "You aren't too bad, Troy." Whispers Jax between kisses. Troy laughs and says, "yeah."
At some point, after a few minutes of kisses and giggles, Lint raps on the door and yells through the crack that they've misplaced the keys, and have to go look for a janitor.
They laugh at that. They both fend off the impending feeling of claustrophobia by staring into eachother's eyes. It works, mostly. By the time a janitor is found, the party was mostly dead and an eerie silence had fallen over them, which gave them both the heebie jeebies. They continued giggling and kissing to keep themselves sane. It works.
Mostly.