Kiss With A Fist | David x August
David
After shutting down his laptop, David changed into a pair of grey sweats and a loose tank top along with an old headband to keep his curls out of his face. He swung on his jacket, grabbed his phone then made his way down to the gym to meet August. It was true the other boy was a tad weird, still attractive, but he amused David with his strange ways and his unique collections. Nonetheless, David respected any other fighter and he was finally glad to have met someone that understood him when it came to the subject of fighting. When he finally reached the gym, David found himself to be the first one there so he sat himself down onto one of the weight benches and pulled out his phone, scrolling through tumblr as he waited for August to arrive.
August
August shut his laptop and prepared to get ready. He didn't really know what to wear, so he decided to just slip on some shorts and tank top, not wanting to get hot or sweaty or have that interfere with his fighting. David seemed like a cool enough dude, and he wasn't freaked out by all the stuff that he liked which was also nice. He was just excited that someone understood his love for fighting. He had never been able to connect with someone like that. August attempted to make his way to the gym, but got lost, ending up in the music room. While he loved music, it wasn't where he wanted to be. Frustrated, he made his way towards the gym. Once he entered, he saw who appeared to be David. Grinning, August took the pebble that was in his pocket out and tossed at David, chuckling darkly when it hit him in the knee. Leaning against some of the equipment, he nodded at the boy. "You must be David."
David
David immediately looked up once he felt something hard his knee. A frown furrowed his brows until his eyes found the figure that threw the rock at him and a grin quickly curved his lips. He couldn't help but raise his brows just slightly at the sight of the boy's hair. First it was that chick Avery with her bright orange locks and now there's this guy with his purple hair. Must have been a trend in Halloween Town or something. "And you must be unscary month August." David smirked, tucking his phone back into the pocket of his jacket. "You ready then?" he asked, as he stood up from the bench and tugged off his jacket before hanging it up on a handle on of the many crosstrainers in the room.
August
August let out a low chuckle as the boy sad his name. "Of course I'm fucking ready, but you're going to have to teach me this proper training thing, I've never really done it before." He said with a light shrug, rubbing his shoulder a bit awkwardly. "Are we going to like...fight? I don't really know much about fighting...just that I like doing it.." He said, cracking his knuckles before shaking out his arms a bit. "I'm actually really bloody excited..." He grinned, glancing at the boy.
David
David walked into the center of the gym, where it was much more open spaced and less equipment. "Yeah," David nodded, "We'll fight, but we can start off easy then since this is your first proper fight, or training, or whatever." He stretched out his arms as he spoke, cracking each of his knuckles before shaking his hands out and chuckling lightly at the boy's excitement. "Okay, first of all," David began, standing up straight with his arms held down by his side as he looked right at August, "I want you to hit me as hard as you can."
August
August licked his lip and followed the boy to the center of the gym, cracking his neck and shaking his body out in preparation. The boy's words caught him off guard, but he shook his head and nodded in understanding. "Alright, I'm not going to hold back...just because you're being nice and shit.." He mumbled, shaking his arms one more time before putting up his hands. He would be lying if he said he wasn't a little bit worried about breaking the kids jaw, but then the adrenaline of fighting seeped into his veins, and without warning, August made his fist connect with David's jaw, pushing it into the bone as hard as he could.
David
The force of the impact from August's closed fist hitting his face, caused David to stumble backwards as his hand flew up to cup the sore spot along his jaw. Jesus Christ, this kid knew how to throw a punch. "Fuck," David cursed, rubbing his hand over the throbbing pain. He'd felt worse before, much worse from his many fights at the Club but the hit still hurt and he was surprised to find no blood coming from his mouth. "Man, that was--" but David immediately cut out the act of being in pain, stepping forward while throwing his fist up to punch the other boy hard and fast in the chest in a surprise attack, finishing his praise as his closed hand connected with the the boy's body. "--perfect." David then jumped back, a smirk plastered on his lips as he held his fists up before him in a defense position. "C'mon, hit me again."
August
Seeing the boy in pain caused August to smirk a bit. He felt....accomplished. This kid was a supposed prize fighter, and August had just hit him in the face...hard. The gloating was short lived as he felt searing pain in his chest. "Fucking.." He mumbled, doubling over for a moment before popping back up. He had an idea of where this was going, and smiled widely..this was August's thing. Blood, bruises and fighting. With a grin still glued to his face, August slammed his fist into David's side and then used his other hand in an attempt to make it hit his jaw once again.
When August's fist punched his side, David crouched over which enabled him to miss the male's other fist heading his way before jumping back up. David then swung his arm up, his knuckles finding August's face as he lifted his other fist to connect with the other side of August's jaw, all before he grabbed his shoulder, holding him place for just a short moment so David could lift his leg and knee the boy in the stomach.
August spit blood out of his mouth, his breathing growing heavier as he felt his body weakening. Who the fuck was this kid? August's vision started to blur, and he could feel himself growing increasingly angrier as he watched David. Quickly, the boy jutted out his elbow to hit David square in the jaw, and punched his shoulder. The boy, in a blind rage, began to throw punches at the boy, everything starting to turn red in his line of vision. August knew what was happening, but he was too far in to do anything about it. A small laugh escaped his throat as he continued to throw punches, some connecting, some not.
August was doing exactly was David wanted. He wanted him to hit back, which is why David didn't hold back before, mostly because wanted to see the boy's technique. He blocked some of August's hits successfully due to his lack of fighting skills but those of August's hits that did make contact hurt like a damn bitch and that was something David decided they could work on then. But when August kept going, kept swinging from left and right without stopping, David became slightly worried. "Alright, August, stop." David commanded, holding his hands up for the other male to stop swinging punches at him as he walked backwards from August.
August could no longer hear David. He was livid, no one had ever been able to even come close to matching him in a fight and here was this kid from fucking Village de la Bête and he was matching him, in fact he was even fucking better than him. Enraged, the boy kept making his way towards him. August's fists were swinging wildly, and he could feel anger bubbling through his veins. At this point, the Halloweenian couldn't stop if he wanted too. Everything was red and every noise sounded like ringing. The only thing he could focus on was his punches.
"August, fuck sake, /stop/." David called out, ducking every which way to avoid his rapid punches. He was going crazy and David wasn't sure if the boy was either set on killing him or if he was just out of control right now, but either way, David had to stop him before something happened that they'd both regret. "August!" David was shouting now and as he saw August swing at him again, he quickly ducked down to miss his fist only to jump back up again and grab onto August's arms before he could throw anymore punches. He pushed him back, right until August's back was slammed hard against the wall, holding his arms pinned down as his strength over-powered that of August's. "I said fucking stop!" he shouted again, his breathing heavy.
August felt his body slam against the wall, and David's words were ringing in his ears. His vision was restoring and he could make out David's face, and his voice, and his heavy breathing. August took in rapid breaths and found himself looking right into David's eyes. He could feel the dried blood on his face, and could see the dried blood on David's. He had to swallow the laugh that was settling in his throat, and with a quick lick at his lips the boy nodded. "Fuck...sorry.." He mumbled, his arms attempting to break free from the other boy's hold.
As his eyes met August's, David noticed two things: first that he had finally returned to normal, the frightening daze they held before disappearing and secondly, that they were a light shade of green. His gaze then traveled as watched the boy lick his pink lips before David closed his eyes and shook his head at August's apology. "It's fine." he spoke, his voice just slightly husky from the shouting before as he opened his eyes again. He could feel August trying to escape from his tight hold but David couldn't bring himself to let go. He was drawn to this boy, a feeling David hadn't felt towards another male since Keith. And as David's gaze trailed back down from August's bright eyes to his mouth, the curly haired boy couldn't stop himself to think about his actions as he leaned in and pressed his lips to August's.
August was watching David closely, but the last thing he was expecting was David /kissing/ him. "What the f-.." He mumbled, pulling his head away. "I'm not fucking gay!" He shouted, breaking free from David's grasp and in turn pinning the other boy against the wall, his fist clenching as he watched the boy. His breathing was still heavy, as he was recovering from his rampage. "I d-don't..I don't fucking like dudes..I.." August was flustered, because as much as he didn't want to admit it, he had liked kissing David...the boy was...well everything August found attractive and without thinking, August pressed his body to David's and kissed him back.
David's eyes widened when he pulled back, realising what he had just done. Fuck. Fuck. /Fuck/. Of course August wasn't gay! What the fuck was he thinking? As his back hit the wall, David let out a short grunt, surprised at August's actions of switching their positions. He didn't know what to say, he knew he should probably apologise but instead, he watched August and David knew he was going to hit him. He could tell from the anger emitting from the boy before him and he probably deserved it. But David was surprised yet again when August's fist didn't come into contact with his jaw but instead the Halloweenian was kissing him again and David found himself closing his eyes and kissing him back. But as he reluctantly pulled back to catch his breath, David had to fight the small, smug smirk curving the corner of his lips. "Thought you weren't gay?"
August licked his lip and stared down at the boy, his breathing heavy as the other pulled away. What the fuck was going on? He was kissing a /dude/. August wasn't gay. He liked kissing girls...Girls! But here he was, panting, not from the fighting, but from kissing...a dude. David. From kissing David. Licking at his lips, the purple hair boy was worried - for a brief second - as to how his fellow Halloweenians would react. What would Avery think? What about Wesley or Harvey? The concern only lasted a second, before August remembered that he /was/ August Mavor, and he'd kiss whoever the fuck he wanted to kiss, boy or girl. He smirked at the curly haired boy's smart ass remark and shook his head. "M'not gay...I like kissing girls...but I like kissing you as well.." He grinned, his eyes glancing down at the other's lips. Quickly and quietly, the boy shoved David back up against the wall and kissed him again, this time letting his hands settle upon the boy's hips.
David chuckled against August's lips at his answer. The whole thing was still bizarre to him though, he'd never imagined before that he'd end up making out with a Halloweenian one day in the gym. They usually creeped him out and they weren't exactly a crowd of people David would have hung out with before, but yet here he was, snogging the lips off a purple haired boy with a glass eye collection, and David was enjoying every single damn minute of it. His hands had snaked up the other's torso, one arm slung over August's shoulder while his other hand gripped the roots of the boy's coloured hair, attempting to bring the boy closer to his heated body. This kiss was much more fevered and intense than the last one, David's heart hammering in his chest as his tongue moved against the younger boy's one. But as he broke it again this time, David barely moved, his lips still hovering over August's as he panted heavily with a small smile, "I take it we're finished with training for today then?"
August couldn't help but smile as they were kissing, and the feeling of David pulling on his hair was only turning him on more. August never imagined that this would happen. That he'd feel the way that he was feeling about a boy. But David was a fighter and had a sharp tongue which as much as he hated to admit it, turned him on. David pulled away and he let out a small pout, keeping his face close to the other boy's. He chuckled at his question and nodded. "Yeah, you could say were done..." He mumbled, biting down on his bottom lip before running his thumb over the other boy's lips and kissing him once again.
