Fandom: Divergent
Drabble
Character focus: Eric and Four
Summary: Four has made a new name for himself, with a tough persona that no one can see through. No One except Eric, who just loves those lingering Stiff quirts.
Authors note: Did I mention how shameless of a shipper I am? Cause... its bad guys... I ship the worst things.
“How did you do that?”
Theres something oddly innocent about the confusion on Four’s face as he looks at the twisted cherry stem between Erics fingers. He’d been showing off to a couple of the dauntless girls, tying knots on the stems without even finishing the cherry. He should of known that the Stiff wouldn’t understand what it was suppose to mean.
“I used my tongue.” Eric replied, smirking at him. Four might have been a better fighter than him, but he was still an abnegation born.
“Only his tongue.” One of the girls chimed in with a flirtatious smile.
Four frowned, his dark eyebrows furrowing as he rolled his eyes and went back to his own dinner. Eric didn’t miss the way he eye’d the cherries set near the deserts. Sliding down away from the girls, Eric picked one up out of the bowl, and though he didn’t turn his head, he knew Four was watching him twist his tongue around the bright red berry before pulling it into his mouth. Eric used his teeth to pin part of the stem and circled it with his tongue. Four slowly turned to look at him, trying to look unimpressed. As Eric pulled the tied cherry out of his mouth, he watched the dark blues widen slightly.
“You’re pretty good at that… Why not just eat the cherries?” Four asked.
“Cause it’s a challenge… You try…” The older initiate held up one of the cherries to the pale lips of his rival. Four narrowed his eyes, not trusting Eric. He took it with his fingers before slipping the fruit into his mouth.
“You should eat the berry first… easier that way.” Eric suggested, watching the others face. Fours fingers were still next to his lips which were pursed slightly as he maneuvered the stem in his mouth. Eric could see the frustration mounting in his expression the longer he attempted to tie the stem.
“This is stupid.” Four decided suddenly, spitting the stem into a napkin. “Whats the purpose of tying stems anyway.”
“Its suppose to show how good you are with your tongue.” Eric explained, watching his eyebrows arch in confusion. Eric leaned in close to his ear, not missing the way Four tensed up when he got close to him. “Come on Stiff… I’m sure you remember how it felt to have my tongue on your-“
Four shoved him away, face flushing red as he got up and walked away. Eric couldn’t help, but laugh loudly at the stiffs reaction. Slowly getting up to follow the brunette, he picked up the bowl of cherries. This would be fun.
