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"I mean, stop treating me like the target.” He instantly felt his cheeks light up, not being the one to blush. “As for the kissing what?” Stiles cocked a brow at his words, a grin forming on his lips.
Brett took note of the grin on those lips, his eyes resting upon them for a moment before looking up at the brown eyes again. He shrugged. “Kissing is off the field, if any.”
"Well, since we aren't on the field, can we break this sexual tension, and kiss already? Or, is that breaking the rules?" Stiles let off a small laugh, he wasn't quite as tall as Brett, but his face reached just past his chin, causing the boy to look up at the other.
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"I’m fine."
"Same thing." The boy rolled his eyes before they made their way back to Brett’s. "Fine, if we’re not enemies, you can be a bit nicer to me on the field."
Brett raised his brows in amusement. “What do you mean by being nicer on the field? Like kissing your cheek out there in a game?” He chuckled. “No. When it’s on the field, I’ll do whatever it takes to win. As for the kissing…” He smirked at Stiles, intentionally leaving the sentence unfinished.
"I mean, stop treating me like the target." He instantly felt his cheeks light up, not being the one to blush. "As for the kissing what?" Stiles cocked a brow at his words, a grin forming on his lips.
The boy just wanted a snickers bar. “Woah, Woah!”
"My god Stiles, could you be anymore subtle?" Cora smirked.
"Is that a question or a challenge?"
"Wow, thanks for putting that lightly."
He lifted the vending machine back up. "Can’t mister sarcastic take a joke?"
He mimicked the boy, ending with an eye roll as he brushed off his words. "I still didn't get the snickers."
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“Uh, Brett? Aren’t we supposed to hate each other? I mean, a kiss on the cheek isn’t what enemies do”
(He’s flustered && Totally glad that happened)
"Enemies?" Brett snorted, pulling away from Stiles while his fingers were still touching his chin. "Oh, you mean in lacrosse? Come on, Stiles. It’s sports. Not war."
"Same thing." The boy rolled his eyes before they made their way back to Brett's. "Fine, if we're not enemies, you can be a bit nicer to me on the field."
The boy just wanted a snickers bar. “Woah, Woah!”
"You’re a little hopeless in everything aren’t you Stiles?"
"Wow, thanks for putting that lightly."
The boy just wanted a snickers bar. "Woah, Woah!"
"Hey, c'mon. I promise, whatever you're going through, it'll pass by. Okay?"
"Get me out of here. N o w !”
“Nope. You asked for it. So Do it yourself.”
"It was a stupid bet! You know me and my gamblin' problem."
(He's doesn't have a gambling problem, yet it sounded good in his head.)