47 for the kiss meme with Spectre x Takeru (I'm loving this ship at the moment and I hope it gets a name soon)
47…out of spite
Hmm, this is a pairing I haven’t gotten before. At least this prompt fits better than the last time I got it.
“Is there a reason that you’re following me?” asked Takeru, adjusting his glasses with one hand, the other holding onto his school bags as he stood in the emptying hallway of the school.
“Is there a reason you’ve been ignoring me all day?” asked Specter, one arm leaning against the wall.
For one reason or another, Specter had seen fit to transfer into their school, and fate had decided to put him in not only the same class of Takeru, but seated right next to him as well. A fact that had made trying to ignore him very difficult, especially since he kept trying to talk to him whenever he got the chance.
“Why do you think?” asked Takeru. “You’re a horrible person.”
The white haired teen put a hand on his heart dramatically, “What a terrible thing to say. I’ve never done anything to you.”
Takeru rolled his eyes. “No, you just keep trying to kill my friend,” he said, gesturing to his school bag, where his duel disk had been stuffed.
“Well that’s just nitpicking.”
“Now I don’t know about you, but I have to get going.” Determined to ignore the source of his ire, Takeru strode on past, at least until Specter’s hand shot out and grabbed him the arm. “Hey what are you-” In a fluid motion he found himself turned around, back pressed to the wall, Specter keeping a firm grip on his wrist, pinning it down at his side.
“You know, ignoring people isn’t nice,” said Specter, towering over him.
“I think I can make the exception for you.”
“Can you?”
“What are you-!” The rest of the sentence was cut off as Specter caught Takeru’s face with his free hand and swiftly moved to close the gap between them. A fire burned in Takeru’s face as Specter’s lips pressed themselves firmly against his.
His heart hammered in his chest and his legs shook as if they had turned to jelly. His bag made a soft thud as it slipped from his fingers to the floor as a tiny whine tore itself free of his throat; Specter had made the decision to torment him even more by prying his lips apart and snaking his tongue inside.
And then it ended, Specter suddenly released him and pulled back, a playful smirk on his lips as he dragged this thumb across his bottom lip.
“Are you sure you can ignore me now?” he asked as he turned to leave, a teasing glint in his ice blue eyes. “Are you sure you even want to, Takeru-kun?”
Takeru could only watch in stunned silence, heart still pounding in his ears like a drum, as Specter walked off. As Specter vanished from view, rounding a corner, he let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding and slid down the wall to the cool floor below, gingerly bringing one hand to his mouth and tracing his fingers over his lips.
He certainly wasn’t going to be forgetting that incident any time soon, the feel of Specter’s lips still burned into his skin.