oneshots | muke

• you can't beat me in this

mgc.

a wide grin was on my face as my eyes were glued to the screen. my fingers were aggressively pressing on the buttons on my controller and my tongue was half sticking out of my mouth. i could hear luke cursing beside me as i totally beat his ass in the game.

"i told you you can't beat me," i smirked, eyes never leaving the screen. he didn't reply for a few seconds in an attempt to beat me anyway, probably wanting to tell me such a thing as "i told you so" afterwards but there was no way he was going to win.

"dick," he softly breathed, he probably had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead as he realised that i had been right all the time. "no no no, fuck!" he screamed.

i laughed victoriously as luke threw his controller on the table in front of us. "i can't say i didn't warn you," i smirked.

"asshole," he mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"how many insults are you going to throw at me for this?" i laughed, stretching my arms. he shrugged and folded his arms together, eyebrows furrowed angrily as he blankly stared at the screen. for a while i thought he was genuinely angry at me but soon i could see a playful smirk forminh on his face.

"you might beat me in this..." he started before turning his head in my direction. "but are you physically stronger than me as well?"

i was just about to ask what he exactly meant with that, but soon i got the answer as he was suddenly really close and started tickling my sides. i screamed loudly and tried to grab his arms. instead of me getting free from his grip he threw me down on the couch, hovering himself over me as he didn't stop ticking me. his arms were quite strong, at least compared with mine.

"luke, stop!" i yelled, trying to squirm away from underneath him but he was too strong. i was starting to get out of breath and i tried to kick him but soon he pinned my legs down by placing his own on mine, his weight making me unable to move my legs. i tried to fight with my arms as aggressively as i could manage to but i was already so tired from struggling. he held my arms tightly with one hand and kept ticking me with the other and i was getting completely out of breath. i could feel tears burning behind my eyes.

"sorry, i couldn't hear you. what did you say?" he asked innocently, continuing to poke my stomach. i screamed again, grabbing his wrists but he was quickly with pinning down my hands above my head. i was panting already, squeezing my eyes shut as i attempted to catch my breath.

"stop, you fucking dick! you won, alright?" i squeaked out. i could hear his laugh before i opened my eyes again and wow, he was very close all of a sudden.

"can't beat me in this, can you?" he asked, voice low as his piercing blue eyes were fixed on mine.

"get the fuck off me," i breathed, not giving up on my struggle and attempts to get away from his grip. though my arms were still stuck above my head and he was still pinning down my legs and i just felt so helpless.

"what if i won't?" he whispered, breath falling onto my skin. it caused me to get goosebumps all over my body, what was he doing? i tried to wriggle my arms from his grip but i suddenly felt so much weaker, like my bones were made out of jelly. i turned my head to the side, squeezing my eyes shut. he soundlessly laughed, the warmth of his breath falling onto my neck and i couldn't help but to bite my lip. to most people this position would had been awkward but somehow it wasn't, somehow i didn't mind so much anymore. my breathing slowly steadied.

i could feel luke hovering down his face slightly, the cold tip of his nose softly sliding up my neck. his hands moved down to my sides and i was finally able to stretch out my arms again. i let out a groan before i turned my head again, only to look him straight in the eyes as he lifted his head up. i was more comfortable like that, his body hovering closer to mine and radiating his warmth on me.

"what are you doing?" i tried to ask confidently but it left my throat like a breathy whimper. i placed my hands on his hips and tried to push him off but he didn't, instead he only came closer to me. i gasped as he looked me in the eyes. he was so close that i could see the little patterns in his irises. my heart felt like it was beating in my throat and i felt so weird, like i was floating. luke leaned in again.

"what do you want me to do?" he whispered, squeezing my sides. i bit my lip because i was unsure, why was i so nervous? i wanted to speak but i could barely get any words to leave my throat anymore. what did i even want him to do? i slowly let my hands slide upwards his body until i was cupping his face, a smirk playing on it.

"this," i whispered soundlessly before i leaned in and pulled him closer to me at the same time. he melted into the kiss immediately, his soft lips moving perfectly along with mine. it was soft and tender, no force behind it at all. he pulled back to soon, only leaving a few centimetres distance between our faces. our eyes reopened and we looked at each other, both not sure of what to say.

"this feels weird," he admitted.

"yeah," i agreed with him. he had been my best friend for years and now we were suddenly kissing. it was strange but it felt good, the warm feeling inside me causing me to enjoy it. "but i didn't dislike it."

he smiled his pretty smile, leaning in again. and just before our lips touched again he whispered three soft words. "neither did i."