#clovis tag

Clovis: Uh, what?  Where the hell’d you get silence?  I might not like noise but do I look like a mute to you.

Melissa: Sooooooooo, Clovis and Seth.

Clovis > Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

who steals french fries off the other’s plate

They both do, but Nick moreso than Clovis.  Nick does it because he can, and Clovis does it as retaliation.  And then Nick does it to get back at Clovis.  It’s a never-ending circle :v

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple

Mmmm I want to say Nick, but at the same time, I don’t think either of them would.  They’d both probably squint and be like “We’re related………..”

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail

Clovis, definitely Clovis.  Though that’s not to say Nick wouldn’t have to do it a few times :vc

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues

Nick!  Who knows if he’s actually got experience, but Clovis sure as hell doesn’t :’)

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes

N i c k

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk

Both of them.  They then proceed to fight over it, which quickly turns into “No it’s alright you can have it” “Nah nah you can have it!!”

who starts and who wins the pillow fights

It’s about 50/50 in both cases.  So far, Nick is winning in both.

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush

Fractus: Broken

*CRASH*

The sound of something breaking brought two young boys to a deathly silence, one now in pain, and both in shock.  One boy clutched his head while both stared at the vase they’d just broken, their rough housing having broken the investment of money in their chaos.

The redhead sprung into action first.  He grabbed the brunet’s wrist and ran– no, sprinted.  They fled before anyone could arrive on the scene, before anyone could catch them.  All the way to their safe place, the lavish treehouse in the backyard.

“Senor Benji, let me hold you in my strong Spanish arms.”

“Oh Clovis-kun it’s been so long~”

“No, mira, la cosa es que no puede poner la carne en el adobo antes de las papas,” Jeong said in an exaggerated whisper punctuated by snickers as Benji’s eyes strained to keep his eyes focused on the page in front of him.

“No entendido, pero supungo que el cerdo sera mas tierno si no cocinas del fuego,” Clovis said a little uncertainly as Jeong tried to contain what sounded like a small hissing earthquake of laughter as though what Clovis had just said was the funniest thing anyone had ever said. 

Benji closed his textbook with a snap, turning around in the library chair to look at Jeong and Clovis. 

“I know you’re talking about me,” Benji said, earning a look of confusion from Clovis and an innocent look from Jeong. 

“Wow, ego much?” Jeong snorted. “As a matter of fact I was just giving Clovis here some advice about how to make the leftovers I brought for lunch yesterday.”

“And that was just the most hilarious thing in the world was it?” Benji said. 

“Pork is funny sometimes,” Jeong said with a toothy grin that set Benji’s neck hairs standing on end. He thought of saying something and even opened his mouth to squeak something out before turning around, dropping his books in his bag and disappearing through the back door, muttering under his breath. 

“But...that’s exactly what we were talking about,” Clovis said. 

DUMB BOYS YOU SAY??? ))

This was a bad idea. This was the worst idea. Why did he even have this idea? Was it to be cool? Maybe. Was he jealous? Probably. Was he somewhat desperate to find something he could be good at to make Jeong like him more?

...Yes.

He’d only sort of stumbled across the semi-surly, grumbling thug of a boy, but when Clovis looked at him he saw...someone he’d wanted to be a little more like. Someone who didn’t seem to care, someone who followed his own beat, someone like his senpai. His...really cool senpai.

‘Course, he wouldn’t say that out loud, especially not when he’d been focused on trying not to trip during one of the more complicated dance steps Jeong had been trying to show him.

“Okay, dude, it’s like this. Pay attention, aight? It’s Left, step, right, step, one-two, step, back, step. See? Not too hard.”

Clovis nodded. Yes, it was too hard...but he wasn’t going to admit it. Instead, he’d tried the step for the fourth time, keeping his steps slow and deliberate so as not to trip over himself. He’d seemed to get it the first time, and his heart fluttered slightly when Jeong gave him an approving smirk, but it was short-lived, as his friend had then requested from the top and all the way to where they’d worked so far.

It had gone smoothly at first, Clovis being careful not to accidentally tangle his feet together as Jeong mirrored his steps to help him keep rhythm, but as the music moved faster, Clovis’ steps got sloppier and sloppier until both boys had ended up on the floor in a tangled heap. Clovis had to slap hands on either side of Jeong and hold himself up to keep from accidentally knocking heads with him.

“S-Sorry, Senpai!!” Clovis stammered, staring down at the older teen.

“Ughn...s’okay, amigo...it was an accident, right? But uh...” Jeong shifted slightly.

“Uh...wh-what, Senpai?”

“Yer knee’s really close to my dick...”