#highnoonbright

1. Ask Elliot what his favorite past time was, and he would quickly reply with bugging Teak. Hands down. Now ask him why and he’d answer with a shrug and an “I don’t know, it’s fun?” And it was, at least to him, the blonde wasn’t sure he could say the same for his…friend. Friend. That word left a bitter taste in his mouth, even the thought of it made the tall blonde grumble and growl at the thought of it. He hated that word. There were so many mixed emotions that he associated with that word, along with a few unnamed emotions he couldn’t pin point; rather a few he didn’t want to name. Sometimes it was those exact unnamed feelings that kept him up till the crack of dawn. It was early morning at camp, but Elliot was already awake, letting out tired sighs and frustrated groans. Two hours of sleep, that wasn’t anything new. Heaving a big sigh the male ran a hand over his tired eyes, resting his forearms on his thighs, head hanging down low. He really hated the nights he didn’t get sleep, it made him cranky, and less joyful than usual, a side he really didn’t want to show anyone. His eyes slid closed only to quickly pop open upon the sound of heavy, rapid knocking. “GET THE HELL UP!” An annoyed voice filtered through his door and Elliot let out a loud groan, his way of showing Teak that he wasn’t going to be opening the door anytime soon. “GO THE HELL AWAY!” Elliot shouted back, falling back against his bed, body briefly bouncing against the springs. The continuous pounding (which he suspected) signaled that his friend wasn’t going away anytime soon. There it was, that vile word, friend.  How he loathed that word. When the consistent pounding finally became enough, like always, the blonde haired male finally stood up and strode over to the door, throwing it open. Now being greeted with a screeching Teak so early in the morning was not something Elliot was fond of, used to, but not fond of. All of the words were going in one ear and out the other. He was pretty sure he had heard something about chariot practice but the rest just turned into garble. Squeezing his eyes shut the male’s fingers flew to his temples, rubbing them to try and relieve the oncoming headache. When the screeching stopped Elliot opened his eyes and glanced at the male who was shorter than him by two inches. Blue eyes trailed down to the parted lips, watching more words he couldn’t comprehend at the moment leave those perfect lips. Without truly realizing what he was doing, Elliot’s hand darted out and wrapped around the back of Teak’s neck, drawing the brunette male closer to him. His lips pressed against his, eyes fluttering closed. The feeling of Teak’s lips sliding against his own was more than he ever could have dreamed of. Finally pulling back Elliot was a bit breathless, but there was the tiniest of grins tugging at the corners of his lips. “Bout time you shut up.” 

2. The sun was high in the sky and sweat beaded along the blonde’s forehead. His sword glinted in the sun, steel ringing out across the field when it came in contact with another one. “C’mon now, you’re not focusing.” The tip of his blade pointed at Teak’s throat, lightly pressing into the flesh. He could see the look of a challenge in the other male’s face, a small chuckle leaving his own lips as he let the sword fall and Elliot stepped back. “Alright, let’s go again.” There was a light in his blue eyes, one that rivaled the other male’s slightly hateful ones. “C’mon let’s go, won’t get any better if you don’t practice.” Elliot circled around the slightly shorter male, eyes narrowing just a bit. “Focus your mind, just focus.” There was a caution to his voice, a steadiness to it before lunging like a predator at his prey. Metal rang against metal once more, a child like grin spreading across the blonde male’s features. “There you go.” He huffed out as he jumped back, bringing his sword to block the oncoming one. His feet were quick, reflexes even quicker as his sword smacked with Teak’s once more, circling around, the sound of metal grating against each other as the brown haired boy’s sword was knocked from his hand. Reaching out Elliot quickly snatched Teak’s hand and pulled him closer to him, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “You’re getting better, that’s your reward.” He chuckled. 

3. Today is a good day. Elliot slept in, much to the dismay of his camp performance (not that he cared), and the annoyance of other campers probably. Strolling around camp, it was a warm day, but it wasn’t the excruciating heat that made him want to die. Nope, it was perfect, not too hot, not too cold, not to mention there was no sign of an angry Teak. Of course Elliot didn’t mind an angry Teak, it was rather fun to ruffle his feathers, but from time to time it was rather nice to get a break. Hands laced behind his back Elliot continued to walk around camp, taking in his surroundings and watching as other kids ran about. Today is a good day. Blue eyes trailed over to the archery field where he spotted a familiar brown headed male and…some random kid? One that was obviously way to close to the guy, and seemed to be smiling way too much as well. Did he just flirtatiously touch Teak’s arm? Correction, today was a good day. There was a little green monster that started to claw up Elliot’s throat, and his hands curled into fists, a flash of annoyance crossing his features. Now it wasn’t that Teak wasn’t allowed to have other friends, because he was. Elliot wasn’t some ass that stated the other couldn’t have friends, but sometimes seeing others be so…so flirty with the male just got him so riled up. It wasn’t really a side that he took pride in. Before he could stop himself, the blonde’s feet were moving on their own, carrying him closer to Teak and the other male. He had to force the urge to snap that boy’s neck back down from where it came from. “There you are!” He called out with a fake smile plastered on his features, conceal don’t feel running through his mind. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” Finally Elliot shifted his attention to the other male as if he had just noticed that he was there. “Oh hello, you must be new. I’m Elliot, and unfortunately I have to pull Teak away for a second.” Quite frankly he didn’t care if that boy was new or not, he didn’t care that he was probably pulling Teak away against his will. All he knew was that he was full of jealousy  and bitter rage that was hard to quell. He didn’t like being this person, it made him feel gross and possessive. And maybe he was to an extent, deep down, but that wasn’t the point. The point was that he would like it to stay deep down. When they were finally away from prying eyes, the blond whirled on the brunette, tugging his arm and bringing him closer till his lips crashed upon Teak’s. It was a little needy, and full of feelings that even Elliot couldn’t put into words. Finally pulling back he looked at Teak, a look of panic quickly passing over his features. “S-sorry…I uh, I don’t know what came over me.” 

4. Today was a lazy day, at least for Elliot it was. He was declaring that today was going to be a nice mental health day. Screw the training and stupid arts and crafts, all he wanted to do was lay in bed, maybe take a few cat naps here and there. The best part? The blond male had even managed to talk Teak into just staying in his cabin with him. Granted he didn’t necessarily say how long he was going to be here, but he still managed to lure him here and that was all that mattered. With light filtering through the window, the six foot two male shifted so that his arm was draped over the other male’s chest. His eyes were closed and he breathed in Teak’s scent that was becoming all so familiar to him. This was perfect, this was absolute bliss. “Thanks for spending time with me.” He muttered as he moved to press a kiss to the brunette’s temple. “And for not yelling at me…yet.” A small chuckle left his lips as he moved to press another kiss to his forehead. “I think I’m gonna take a nap, take one with me.”