GeminiFourth Oneshots!

If you try anything... I swear

Fourth turns to Gemini, dumbfounded. "What do you mean?!?" 

Gemini sighs, "I told you already. They only have one room left. What do you expect Fourth? It's so late, of course they're out of rooms."

"I'm not sharing a bed with you" Fourth says, stubborn.

"Fine, the floor is all yours" 

"GEMMM"

Gemini turns away, hiding his smile from Fourth. "I don't mind you sharing with me."

Fourth rolls his eyes at his so-called best friend. "We should've gone to a different hotel"

Gemini turns around, smirking "Why don't you go find another hotel in the middle of nowhere?"

Fourth ignores him, walking around their room. He pushes the bathroom door open a little bit. "At least the bathroom is nice" he grumbles. 

"You wanna shower first?" Gemini asks. 

"I guess."

~~

"Which side do you want?" Gemini asks, turning to face Fourth. Instead of replying, Fourth jumps onto one side of the bed.

"That side I guess" Gemini mumbles, climbing into bed next to Fourth.

They both lay there, freshly showered, awkward because of the situation. Sleeping together was normal when they were young. But they were adults now, and this kind of closeness was edging towards intimacy. 

Gemini lies on his back, staring up at the ceiling, the faint hum of the air conditioner filling the quiet room. He can feel Fourth's body warmth next to him, and it's almost unnerving. It's strange how everything feels different now, even though nothing's changed between them. They've shared beds countless times before, but now there's an unspoken tension in the air, something neither of them is willing to address.

Fourth shifts slightly, turning his head to the side to glance at Gemini. "You're staring at the ceiling," he says, as if it's the most interesting thing in the world.

Gemini lets out a breath, trying to sound casual. "I wasn't staring, just... thinking."

"About what?"

Gemini doesn't immediately answer. He didn't expect to get pulled into a conversation right now. It's hard to focus when all his thoughts seem to be on the person lying beside him. The way Fourth's shoulders are a little too close, the way his breath comes out steady and almost too calm.

"Nothing important," he finally says, rolling over to face the wall. The bed creaks slightly under the shift of his weight.

"You're a terrible liar," Fourth mutters, but there's no real bite to it. "I can tell when you're thinking too hard."

Gemini stays quiet for a moment. He almost wishes the room was darker. Maybe then, he wouldn't have to feel so exposed.

"You're being weird tonight," Fourth adds, and despite himself, Gemini can feel a chuckle bubbling up.

"I'm always weird," he says lightly.

Fourth scoffs, but it's playful. "Not like this."

Gemini pauses, his breath catching. "What do you mean 'not like this'?"

"Nothing," Fourth says quickly, and Gemini can hear the slight nervous edge in his voice. "Forget it. I'm just tired."

Gemini's mind races. He knows Fourth—he knows him better than anyone else—but this... whatever this feeling is, it's new. And he can't shake it.