You're no good for me, but baby I want you, I want you.

I want it bad, your bad romance.

It was late afternoon, probably 3pm. Veneer may have slept in late but he also woke up extremely early, apparently time wasn't a concept to him when it came to his tight scheduling between dance routine and vocal practices. Along came Floyd as well, tired but willing to stay awake to witness Veneer in all his glory.

Obviously Veneer didn't dress up too flashy for this, a simple loose gold tank top and black basketball shorts, he also had his hair down in a ponytail with loose strands framing his face.

Ever since last 'night', the two stayed up a while longer to talk about their new profound feelings for one another. It started slow at first, obviously both riddled with nervousness and anxiety on how it could play out, adrenaline and blood pumping through their bodies also didn't lessen the feeling or sudden tension that surrounded the room and clouded their gazes. Floyd confessed first, from the very beginning, except the plan he couldn't risk hurting Veneer in his most vulnerable state as they laid together side by side. Well, more like body to shoulder as Floyd's tail would beat against the blanket in repeated thumping, he has never felt this nervous before besides his very first performance when Brozone was still together.

Veneer started first and broke the silence,

"So...we kissed.."

"Yea..."

"And you're out of the bottle.."

"Yea..."

"Cool.."

'It wasn't just 'cool'! It was wonderful, amazing and so soft and and and...!'

This was their shared thought, that kiss meant everything to them and so much more. This kiss represented all the needs and wants from each other, it showed their willingness to seek out more and build something between them. Trolls have a more playful and romantic sense of love that differed completely to the standards of love for Mount Rageons, romance between trolls was both sacred and private and often expressed by acts of service and quality time, this is what makes trolls a vastly increasing population as love seem to come easily for them and shared amongst each other, kisses can also be share platonically the same way with hugs and 'I love you's'. This is what makes trolls different, they're expressive and aren't afraid to show it but they also express great loyalty and dedication to their singular partner/lover. Mount Rageons on the other hand are more keen on keeping their romantic lives private and hidden, not out of embarrassment or shyness but that's how most of them were brought up. Love wasn't a hidden gem amongst them but it was kept private due to the majority of the population being teenagers who like to have fun or mess around. The environment was toxic and at some point it became a trend to have multiple partners just for pleasure and fun, this made it impossible for dating to be genuine and real and not some scam for an hour of fun.

So when Floyd kissed him, he knew it was real and meant it. Veneer never dated before but he often found himself fantasizing finding someone for himself, someone he'd share both interests and values or at the very least, someone who knew him before his fame.

Veneer turned on his side to face Floyd, his tail suddenly stopped thumbing and almost as if reaching out, it twisted itself on one of the fallen green locks, embarrassed Floyed tried to pull his tail away but stopped mid-way when Veneer started chuckling. He smiled gently as he placed a hand over his figure and played with the ends of his hair with his finger.

This man was trying to kill him.

"You know, you're really cute up close when you're not looking purple.." Veneer spoke gently, he referred to the bottle Floyd was kept in which made him have a purple tint over his natural colors. Floyd became like putty and melted on the bed, shuffling closer as Veneer started to pepper kisses all over his face and soon down his torso,