Fourth x Gemini: {That Harrow Kid} [F]

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When I say Football, I mean it as in UK Football and American Soccer (I'm an American)

POV: 3rd Person

  There has been whispers around St. Gabriel's campus. There's a kid that's been coming and leaving with the captain of their football team. They only get glimpses of the guy because he just slips away like the wind. But from his varsity jacket, it's obvious he was from Harrow International School.

  They all go to Nattawat to ask about this mysterious guy that he's been hanging out with, but all they get in return in a small smile and a brush on the shoulder that makes them swoon. "I don't know who you're talking about! But I hope we do well for the next game."

  After that confident smile, their thoughts have been erased, and they turn around to go back to whatever they were doing before.

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  There's small tension between that Harrow football captain and Fourth. They can just tell, even though they were meters away from the actual grounds, sitting on the sidelines to cheer. Everyone's eyes are obviously on them, but they only seem to notice each other.

  Fourth finds himself entranced, as if Gemini had cast a spell on him that knocks him right out. His plump lips look even softer today, like he had put on his strawberry-flavoured chapstick just to taunt Fourth. To tell him that he cannot have until hours later.

  Gemini giggles shyly, pursing his lips together to try and stop himself from grinning ear-to-ear when Fourth winks at him. He makes duck lips in return, pretending to take a selfie, and Fourth finds himself short-circuiting as well.

  After the match, the two of them walk together, chattering away without a care because they're in their own little bubble. Away from the outside world and in their owns. When Gemini is pressed up against the wall, his thigh grabbed and hoisted up to wrap around Fourth's hips, he kisses back.

  His arms wrap around the shorter boy's neck, a hand up in his messy, dripping with sweat hair, eyes fluttering shut.

  They barely even noticed a girl walk into this specific area with a gasp.

  The news spread like wildfire, with an image of them snogging to follow, but they could only care about falling into each other's arms. Rivalling schools is just the romantic bonus to their love story.

  Now, whenever they notice a Harrow uniform running off with their sweat-matted football captain after practice, they only gush about it even more.

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Author's note: Chat is this cute?

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