I'm only human.

"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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My muse wakes up from a horrible nightmare, how does yours comfort mine?

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.

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