Our Days

Denial

Oh great, can't even mind my own business without Chicken Dick He Tian finding me like there's a tracker up my ass.

"Hey~ why do you keep staring at me?" The sinister voice and curling expression made Mo's horrible day even more horrible.

"What's it to you?" He spat back with a sip of his bottle.

Mo tried not to let it burden him. But, the mere sight of the broad teenager before him made his blood pressure sky rocket like an old man with diabetes.

It wasn't from happiness of seeing the dark eyes scorch his line of sight, it was from pure rage—and mostly fear—of what the hell the guy wanted to pester him about now.

Even so, he drank from his cheap plastic water bottle some more in hopes of erasing the sight of him completely from his brain. What he really hoped for was that the guy would walk away, but he knew better than that.

It all went to shit the minute Tian grabbed the water bottle from his hand with a perky smile. That damn evil smile of his, it was never a good sign.

"Don't always say 'what's it to you'...speak with some logic. Y'know~"

Mo stammered with his right hand still out as if the water bottle resided there, but he was griping at nothing but open air.

He Tian took the silent response upon himself to talk some more, like Mo actually wanted to hear it.

"Don't act like the world owes you something," he said.

Mo wouldn't have been so upset about the statement if it weren't for the fact that the asshat was tipping the bottle back to his own lips to take a drink.

Disgust made way to Mo's already pouty expression.

"Hey!" He grabbed at the water bottle for Tian to let it go, but he held a firm grip causing their hands to grope at one another. "Don't drink my water!"

He Tian furrowed his dark brow in a protest. "I don't mind," he spewed.

"Who cares whether or not you mind!" He squeezed his exbrows together to create a stern grimace. "Don't get your saliva on the bottle mouth...It disgust me to death..."

"You can't be thinking," He Tian smirked evilly. "That this is an indirect kiss...? Hahahah how can you be so immature~ don't tell me you've never kissed someone?"

Mo stammered in embarrassment. So what if he hasn't kissed someone! He would rather die before he ever admitted that to him!

He quickly snatched the bottle back when he noticed He Tian's grip loosen around the plastic.

Water splashed slightly a he hollered.

"Shut up!"

If there were really gears that shifted in people's head's, Mo felt like he could hear every single one of He Tian's rotating to ponder Mo's demise.

The expression that began to trace his face said he was up to no good, and his sinister smile grew even more pungent.

"Hey~"

"Stop annoying me!"

He Tian didn't falter at the demand, just reached forward and clasped Mo's slender face with the firmness of his overly tight grip.

Mo hated how stupidly huge the guys hands were. He often questioned whether He Tian was even in high school like him!

As the grip slowly moved down the fraction of his neck and jaw, He Tian drifted closer to Mo while his tongue extended out like a hideous lizard.