roses [ regie x darren ]

your grip

* apparently this is a long angry bathroom sex, enjoy :) + there's no happy ending *

" I'll be back, just give me a minute. "

Darren bent to place his game console on the table and moved off towards the bathroom. Slipping inside without a backward glance, knowing that everyone else were fine, well maybe not Regie since they just fought, Darren did not notice when the door locked behind him.

" We need to talk. "

Darren's head snapped up at the serious tone to Regie Macalino's voice. It was a voice he had not really heard since they became friends, unless you counted the few times he caught up in a fight on the phone with somebody Darren didn't really want to know. He finished up hurrily, tucked himself back in and moved over to the door where Regie was towering over him.

" Move " Regie rolled his eyes at the glare Darren shot him.

"You know what, Darren, Every fucking time we fight, you never had the audacity to just come and make up with me after it. It's always me who has to come up to you and I'm tired of it. Much ignorance? " Regie turned to meet Darren's eyes. "But that was always your problem, wasn't it? All your sulky whiny b*tchy attitude huh? Can't even try to confront me because you know damn well you'll lose? "

" The only reason you blew up on our youtube is because you be trying to act "SUS" after you saw me did it and I went viral, Regie, or had you forgotten that?" Darren met Regie's eyes without hesitation, noticing with a sharp stab of annoyance that he still had at least an inch on him.

" What does that have to do with this problem? You're just trying to avoid the exact conversation about WHY YOU FUCKING NEVER CONFRONT ME and act like nothing happened after we just fought and broke three chairs and five tables and ruined the whole damn mood of our group? You're such a coward. "

"Are you threatening me, Mr. Regie Macalino? Well I like to act like this and how does it bother you? If you can't handle this much of me then leave the group then! I'll be more than happy. "

" Why do I have to leave when it's your fault that you have a bad attitude? To the point I cannot bare it and you won't even try to change but instead asking me to leave? Still can't face the truth? Even if I do leave, other members will get tired of you one day and they will probably leave too. "

Regie's gym reflexes were the only things that saved him from Darren's fist as it swung towards his jaw not long after he finished his sentence. He dodged to the side, a wide grin stretching across his face as adrenalin pumped through him. It had been quite a while since he had had to defend himself from an actual physical attack. He circled around Darren, who spun around to face him with a snarl.

" I bet they all like me more than you. Oh well you're not there everytime we talked behind your back. Sorry, but actually not. You know what? They said they like this sulky whiny little b*tch more than a muscle jock who overdoes everything all the time. "

Darren caught a glimpse of heat flashing through Regie's eyes as he advanced on Darren once again. Darren's pulse quickened as they circled, almost like caged animals. He knew he could very easily subdue Regie even though he had less power – the moron was trying to fight in a suit! (apparently he was taking a photoshoot for something)

Darren's eyes flittered all over the room, obviously taking in everything he could either use as a weapon or an escape route, but Regie kept his fixed on Darren's face. Regie's stomach clenched as Darren made a grab at him, but he kept his hands to himself, allowing Darren to make the moves.

"Scared, Darren?"

That taunt was apparently the last straw. With a strangled cry, Darren threw himself at Regie, arms swinging in an attempt to injure him at any cost. They stumbled backwards, Regie's head coming into contact with the tiled wall behind him hard enough to stun him for a few seconds, allowing Darren to get in a good punch to his ribcage. Regie doubled over, gasping for breath as the wind was knocked out of him. This seemed to shock Darren, who backed off a few steps. Regie took immediate advantage and lunged, catching Darren around the waist and dragging him down to the floor.