I love the idea of Liu having to be around Jeff due to work or smth and like maybe like five minutes into their possible conversation (Argument) he just lets out a loud sigh, fishes around in his coat pocket, takes out a heart shaped pendant, and looks at the picture inside and sadly announces to Jeff;
"I miss my partner Jeff, I miss em a lot, I'll be back"
Anon this is so fucking funny I immediately talked abt this with my friend (vee)
I'm thinking like. hear me out. Hold my hand.
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It was rare that Jeff and Liu had a moment by themselves, let alone hangout with each other. This was one of those rare moments. They decided on something easy. Pool, two drinks, and two burgers.
Something easy, where they had something to do but could also chat.
At least, that's what was supposed to happen, until, on their fourth round, Liu was the one to break the triangular-organized balls with the cue ball. He managed to get a solid yellow ball in, and from then on, he kept getting balls in. Of course, this didn't happen too often, but it wasn't like Liu wasn't practiced in pool. He tended to play at different bars when traveling. Kept him busy, and got him an extra buck when people placed bets.
Jeff was infuriated. "You're fucking with me, right?" He had turned away for a moment to eat another fry before seeing that the only balls left were the 8 ball, cue ball, and every single damn striped one.
Liu pushed up his glasses that had managed to slide down while he had aimed for every shot. "... No? I don't see why I would."
Black eyes furrowed. "You... You pushed some in while I looked away, didn't you?"
"It's called skill, if you've ever heard of that. Plus, you won a couple games. As did I... So why the hell would I cheat?"
Jeff looked around, still holding his cue stick. "To fuck with me? Obviously?"
"Jeffery."
"Oh, don't 'Jeffery' me. How the hell did you do all that? You haven't done something like that since we started," he complained, arms out.
"Jeff-"
"You think you're better than me, huh? Think your life is all good and you're so good at pool? I play this shit all the time, and Ben always fucking cheats-"
The anger continued on, something that tended to happen. Liu hummed a little, back straightening as he felt a buzz in the back pocket of his jeans. Pulling his phone out, he could see a text under the name 'Lover.' He sighed, edges of his lips turning up.
He put the phone back in his pocket while Jeff continued yelling something along the lines about Liu being a 'nonchalant smooth motherfucker.' He could care less though, pulling out his wallet and keys.
"You think because I'm scrawny that I can't hit a ba- What," the pale man deadpanned as he saw his brother pull out his keys, one keychain being a heart shaped locket. He could see Liu rubbing his thumb back and forth on it. "What are you doing."
Liu sighed, rolling his neck before leaning against the pool table. "I miss my partner, Jeff... I miss them a lot."
"... Oh my god. You saw them two hours ago."
"Two hours too long. Here." Sunkissed hands placed a twenty-dollar bill on the green fabric of the table. "My treat."
"... You're actually fucking leaving?" Jeff asked, a genuine, flabbergasted question.
Green eyes looked to the side before Liu turned to head out. "Can't leave them waiting. Text me when you wanna do this again. Don't be a sore loser next time."
They didn't even finish the game. Jeff huffed and took the cash, shoving it in his pocket. "Guess I'll finish this shit myself," he grumbled.
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Later, when Liu arrived home with no warning, he wrapped his arms around you and sighed. "Missed you."
Your eyebrows were furrowed as you hugged him back. "... You're home early. Something happen?"
"Missed you," he repeated.
It took a minute for the gears to turn in your head before you really processed his words. "Did you ditch Jeff because you missed me?"
The hum against your neck was all you needed to lightly smack his back. "You better fucking text him again, he misses you, love. Good lord."
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Back at the mansion... Jeff was pissed for a whole week. He left Liu on delivered, after he was texted days that Liu was available to play pool again. Jeff, however, took the time to sulk.
All he wanted was to bond, to hangout, to piss each other off. It was so unfair that Liu left early. What an asshole.
He huffed as he crashed on the couch next to the familiar blonde elf, arms crossed.
Ben, not even pausing his game, looked over to Jeff with a quirked brow. "Dude... are you still pis-"
"Yes I am, thank you very fucking much."
Ben shrugged in response, pressing his lips together. "... You know you can just text him back."
"Fuck no."
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They're so silly to me. Now I depart to study. Ty anon, this was so fucking funny.
Also shoutout pool I've been getting into pool and it's so fun, ugh.
