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some content warnings before u start: f slur + cursing, underage drinking, cringe ass eating

SMUT!

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For a basketball tournament, the team for Salttown High School had to book a hotel for a few nights. Unfortunately, the school could only provide so much money, so majority of the boys had to share rooms with one another, including Greyson and Kolby. The two were on pretty good terms, as the two were practically best friends, but there seemed to be a fall out. So, when they heard that their room would only have one bed, it made them more uncomfortable, as they were going to have to share a bed for at least three nights.

When they finally arrived at the hotel, the team quickly unloaded their luggage from the bus, then they headed up to the rooms. Greyson and Kolby were some of the first ones to leave the bus, so they were among the first to get to their room, 457. Greyson unlocked the door, then the two entered the room. Kolby followed soon after, looking at his friend awkwardly. He watched as Greyson dropped his bags on the ground, then sat down on the edge of the bed, his back turned towards the boy.

The air felt thick with tension, and it seemed that neither of them knew what to say. The silence continued for a few minutes, before Kolby spoke up.

"Grey... we can't keep ignoring this, we have to talk," he said.

"What's there to talk about?" Greyson replied.

"We've barely talked since..." Kolby began, but stopped.

"I don't wanna talk," Greyson said, not bothering to turn around.

"Grey..." Kolby pleaded, walking over to the boy.

Kolby reached a hand out and placed it on Greyson's shoulder. Immediately, Greyson flinched away, turning to look at his friend with a cold glare.

"Don't touch me!" Greyson yelled, and Kolby retracted his arm.

"I'm sorry..." Kolby said.

"Sorry won't change the fact that you kissed me!"

"Wh- That's what you're mad about? Y'know damn well Jacob pushed me into you!"

"But did you kiss me?"

"What?"

"Did. You. Kiss. Me?"

Kolby paused, staring at Greyson through furrowed brows. "...Yes, but context is key."

"It's been two weeks, and that's all you have to say?!"

"Oh, c'mon, you're acting like a kid!"

"Fuck you, dude!"

Kolby just looked at the other in disbelief, stepping forward to get closer. "You are such a faggot."

Greyson's eyes widened, and he stood up. "D- Don't fucking call me that!"

"Why not? It's true. You're a faggot!" Kolby yelled, now standing toe-to-toe with his friend.

"Take it back!"

"No! It's the truth!"

Greyson pushed Kolby back, making him fall to the floor. Then, before he could even process what happened, Greyson got down on the ground and punched him. With a wide-eyed grin, Kolby stared at his friend.

"That's right. Hit me, again," he taunted, his grin growing.

"I- I..." Greyson stuttered, his eyes still wide with shock.