jealous pt.2

                                    

                                          



vince x wayne
smutttt because I wanna see them make out violently :3
changed the ship name if anyone noticed.. 
bxb so fuck off if u homophobic lil bro


Wayne POV
Holy shit. 
Holy shit..
Vince likes me. I like Vince. He's kissing me. His lips taste like strawberries. He's backing me onto the wall, and his hands are behind my head, so my head doesn't hit the wall. He breaks the kiss, which disappoints me since he tastes really, really good. 
"Wayne, you look flustered. Are my kisses that good?" He smiles at me, the expression soft and genuine. My face heats up a little, and I look to the side. "No.. it's warm in here. There's no A/C." I lie. As soon as I finish my sentence, I can feel him harshly grab my chin. "Why are you being so difficult about this? Just say you want me, we both know you're thinking it..." He pauses, and his expression shifts. "..baby."
HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT.
THAT WAS HOT. I think my brain has officially shut down. I do want him, really, really, REALLY, fucking bad, but I know this is the boy's changing room, and we need to leave before someone walks in. "Vince, we can't do this here.. what if someone walks in?" He sighs, clearly annoyed at my logic. 
"Fine. It's Friday, and you have creative writing club, right?" He knows the answer to that question. He knows I love writing. "Yeah, I do." He opens his watch. "I'll tell my mom to pick us up. And to let your parents know. I'm gonna say the class ends an hour later than usual. That would give us a lot of time." He looks at me, his expression worried. "Are you okay with that? You have algebra today, so if you would rather go home, it's totally okay." His sympathetic look makes my heart sink. Vince is a lonely boy. He was a lonely boy, until we became friends and created a big, amazing friend group. 
"No, no, that works." I say, quick to make him change the plans. "Alright." He sends the text, and gets a thumbs up from his mom instantly. "We should head out, oh- one more thing." He quickly pulls me to him by the waist and gives me another kiss. "I love you, Wayne." I kiss his cheek. "I love you too."


*time skippppp! B8 ELAR - vince and Waynes table*


"Jotham said you guys ran off and disappeared during P.E." Riley says. My heart drops. Vince laughs. "Yeah, this dummy spilled something on my backpack and I made him go clean it with me. It was a fat stain, too." He chuckles, as if that actually happened and we weren't just in the boy's changing room on the verge of violently making out and potentially fucking as well. "Mhm. Who knew school apple juice was so difficult to remove?" I laugh, and so does Riley. Good thing, we convinced him. 
"Alrighty guys, you can pack up." The teacher says. Oh, thank goodness. A few more minutes and I would die of school air suffocation. I eagerly reach for my backpack, bursting with excitement to leave to my room. 


(and this is where it gets progressively nastier and nastier.. you dont understand how hard it was for me to write about two people I fr know. :3)
Vince POV
After Mrs. Gonzalez tells us we can go, I put my notebook away and pack up at lighting speed. Riley and Quierre have already left, so it's just me and Wayne. How I like it. "Thank goodness class is over. I'm gonna die of suffocation if we stay in here any longer." Wayne whines, hastily shoving notebooks and pencils into his bag. Of course, with the way he does this, something falls out. Just out of his reach. "Dang it.." He bends over to pick it up. He has the pencil in his hand. Why is he staying like that..?