airplanes(Thiam)

chapter 37: Baby got back

"You can't seriously tell me it's not confusing." Liam said, watching Theo as he unlocked the door to the motel room. Theo snorted a laugh, shoving his way into the room.

"I can and I'm telling you it's not confusing." Theo replied. Liam stomped in after him, kicking the door shut.

"Then weird." Liam clarified flopping down onto the bed.

"Oh, so now dating me is weird?" Theo hummed, toeing off his shoes. "Thanks for that."

"You know I'm right." Liam said eyes on Theo as he puttered around the room, setting his phone to charge and picking at the buttons of his shirt.

"I know nothing of the sort." Theo replied.

"Come on, just admit it's weird."

"I would if it was but it's not. Just use your brain and-"

"I am using my brain and my brain is confused." Liam said. Theo snorted again, pausing in his efforts to get his shirt off to level Liam a 'you're an idiot look' complete with 'I'm judging you' eyebrows.

"The date ends when it ends Liam."

"That's not an answer!" Liam scoffed. "I'm just saying it's like, unclear. I mean, for all we know we're still on a first date and it's just a really long one."

"No Liam." Theo laughed.

"But-"

"People who live together go on dates all the time. The date doesn't just not end because we're living in my truck." Theo said, unbuttoning his last button. Liam paused, momentarily distracted by the tanned planes of Theo's chest until Theo gave a small snicker that forced Liam's eyes to snap back up to meet his.

"Then when did it end?" Liam asked.

"Well I think Disney World ended when I punched you." Theo said thoughtfully. "The beach would be when you fell asleep mid-kiss-"

"It wasn't mid."

"You snored in my mouth."

"Did not." Liam grumbled.

"Did too. Then the concert was probably around the time you shoved me off a cliff and the eating contest would be around the time I pulled over so we could throw up."

"Then we're terrible at ending dates." Liam said. "Seriously, what happened to the old school kiss goodbye."

"Is that what the 'when does a date end' questionings about? You want a kiss but didn't want to say that? " Theo asked. Liam wished that that was the reason for the questioning, it would be cooler than the real reason. It probably could have been quite smoothly done as well so long as Liam wasn't the one trying to do it.

"Yes." Liam lied.

Theo swaggered towards him. A smug smirk tugging at his lips and shirt billowing open like a guy from the cover of a 1980's 'romance' novel for housewives trapped in a loveless marriage. Liam scrambled to sit up, legs dangling over the edge of the bed as he blinked dumbly up at Theo as he came to a stop in front of him leaning down until Liam could feel his breath ghosting over his lips.

"Okay then." Theo hummed, moving closer. Liam tilted his chin up to capture Theo's lips but before they reached their intended destination Theo was pulling back, a hand shoving hard against Liam's chest to keep him from getting any closer. "Want to try again and tell me the real reason?"

"No." Liam said.

"Alright." Theo said, dropping his hand and stepping backward. Liam's hand jolted out, catching one of the waving sides of his shirt and yanking him back between his legs. Theo's lips twitched into a satisfied little grin.