POSSESSIVE !¡ geminifourth

06.

Gemini's party.

Was he planning on attending before the incident from the day before? Fuck no. Does he want to now that he knows Gemini's feelings for him? Absolutely.

Something about the latter hinting interest in him was amusing, unable to get it off his mind. A few words and Gemini was speechles, folding over hasty (meaningless) words uttered by the raven. 

And he loved it. He loved every second of it. He has teased his friends before, but it was never this fun. Seeing Gemini's expression change from being overly cocky to being shocked over Fourth's confidence was entertaining, he was enjoying every second of it.

He mentally thanked Vivian for giving him enough energy to say something back, because if he was being honest, Gemini was full of bull.

He dislikes how dirty minded he is, using every chance he got to say something filthy, baffling the raven out of his mind. He can't remember one situation where he acted normal, like he does with everyone else.

Well, not everyone, just his friends.

Gemini was known for sleeping around with people, flirting with them to seduce them into bed. He was an expert at this, he knew what he was doing.

Fourth didn't think much of the situation, until it happened to him. He heard the rumors, but he refused to believe them, because Gemini was lame. He doesn't know whether that's the right word to describe it, but it works. Ford has shown him a few videos of Gemini clinging to his friends, snuggling them for dear life. He looked like a soft puppy waiting to be pet.

That was not the case, though. He was evil. The persona he uses around his friends is fake, he's a toral douchbag who does everything he can to get himself into people's pants.

So when he tried hitting on Fourth, it caught him off gaurd. He seemed pleased with himself, getting bolder the more that they met. And it was horrifying, Fourth despised every second of it.

He did somehow grow fond of the boy, merely a little. Having now gotten used to him, he finds himself dropping the formality with the brunet. He doesn't get weirded out by their eyes locking across the cafeteria, nor Gemini joining his lecture on a random Tuesday, choosing to sit right next to Fourth.

He's been doing it for almost two weeks now, it was so normal he started saving him a spot.

"Earth to Fourth?!" Mark interrupted his thoughts, whispering so Ford doesn't accidentally wake up. "Why do you keep zoning off?"

"What?" He hummed, fidgeting with the pen he had in his hand.

"You were sticking out your tongue like a freak." He scrunched his nose in disgust.

"Why were you staring at me, weirdo?" Fourth shrugged, slightly offended by the remark.

"I asked why you suddenly changed your mind," Mark explained, "And you suddenly zoned out."

"That's 'cause I don't enjoy speaking to you." He teased, sticking out his tongue to mock the latter. "Do you not want me to go, then?"

"That's not what I mean," he swiftly shot back, defending his statement. "Gemini's the one hosting it."

"Okay?" He pressed his lips into a thin line, tidying up his supplies. "We're cool."

"He didn't invite you." Mark clarified, expression dead serious. "Are you that shameless?"

"Should I be offended?" He quirked an eyebrow, confusion visible on his face. "He showed up to my party uninvited, it's only fair I do the same."

"That's not–" Mark cut himself off, fed up with the latter. "That was my party, I invited him. And besides, since when did you care about who shows up?! You always leave that part to us."