tagging @jojorice since this is based off one of her fanarts. I'll try to link it here
{Still very new to fanfic posting. Sorry for bad formatting(╥﹏╥)p }
{FInalised on 12/2/26. Happy Valatines day!}
Phainon POV
“It’s your turn snowy! What’d you get?” Well…this was one hell of a situation I’d gotten myself into. Inked onto the thin strip of paper, may as well have been my death sentence in ink. ‘Kiss Whoever’s Opposite You’ And who was sitting across from me, was the bad boy of the crew, none other than Mydei. He was manspread on the sofa perpendicular to me, black biker jacket askew on both shoulders-that see through fishnet shirt and singlet combo did not leave much to my imagination.You could see every curve of his abs, the curve of his chest….and my eyes wandered all the way down to his-WAIT WAIT WAIT. I fumbled for my glasses, trying to keep a cool look about myself as I locked eyes with him.He was still puffing at his cigarette-how was he working it so well with his mouth…, clearing my throat, I tired to force the blush off my face
Mydei POV
“E-E-rm…Myd-” “What is it now,HKS.” I growled in annoyance, locking the nerd with a glare as I stubbed out my cigarette on the ashtray. He was red in the face, stammering and looking at me with a hint of…whatever he was feeling. If he was finding an excuse to talk to me…he had a damn good one. This was a Christmas party we didn’t want to be at at all. If it means a chance at going 7 minutes with my crush (not that I’d admit it), I’d do it to kill the time I had on my hands. The nerd was at a loss of words. He simply shoved the scrap of paper in his hands into my general direction. Looking down at the scrap, I smirked ‘Kiss Whoever’s Opposite You’...He was in for something, Alright.
Phainon didn’t have the time to react beyond an undignified yelp as he was hauled into the walk-in closet that was in the hallway. And in a flash, his back was pressed against the cupboard wall, his crush face to face with him. Hell, he could smell the nicotine and the perfume on him-the intoxicating smell of pomegranate and tar mingling in the air-it made him lose all inhibitions. “M-M-Mydei…” “If you want me to eat you alive, just say it. You look like a puppy wanting his owner's attention” The much taller one growled down to him-aeons, kissing him wasn’t going to be enough to satiate the growing pool of heat in his chest. Licking his lips, he tried the words once again-but he was cut off when he was hauled into the kiss by the shirt collar
Mydei POV
I hauled the nerd into the kiss-at that rate, he’d lose interest in me. So, there I was, mouth-to-mouth, tasting his cherry chapstick, tongue in mouth deep kiss. His breath hitched, not sure what to do in the situation, but it didn’t take too long for him to get handsy. I could feel his hand snaking up my shirt, gripping tightly on my chest and starting to stroke…
Phainon POV
So…this was what Castorice called a kiss…huh. I could get the appeal with it. I could taste that chapstick of his-that honey-sweet pomegranate mixed with whatever cocktail he’d downed, and that undertone of the blasted thing he insisted on smoking…and something else…cold metal against the warmth of his muscled tongue. Pulling away for air, I could see the sly smirk on his face. “Liked that…HKS”He smirked, sticking out his tongue to reveal the venom piercing. “T-T-yeah?!” was all I could choke out in the heat of the moment-far too busy thinking about what else that could be used for “I know that face…My rooms just up the corridor…we can take it there.”
