Shartos Drabbles and Oneshots

Just a Little White Lie

Spartos stared at his best friend for a few good minutes, an unamused and even pissed-off looking expression on his face. "Why would I want to go to your brother's wedding with you?"

"Well, uh, because you're my best friend and I don't want to go alone?" Sharrkan tried lamely. 

Spartos arched a brow and crossed his arms. "Alright. Now what's the real reason?"

Sharrkan sighed in defeat. "Alright, alright. I, er.. I may or may not have told my family we were dating?"

"You did what!?" The redhead all but shouted. "Why would you do that?"

"Because they kept pestering me about getting a girlfriend and stuff, and so I told them I already had a boyfriend, and when they got over the initial shock of me being allegedly gay, they asked who and I couldn't think of anyone but you! I'm sorry!" He rambled on as though afraid for his life. Which he should, Spartos thought.

"You couldn't have said Masrur? Or a girl, like Yamuraiha or something?"

"Okay, first of all, ew. Secondly, I panicked, okay? Besides, they already know you're gay. And it's not as if you already have a boyfriend."

"You're treading on thin ice now." Spartos narrowed his eyes at him.

"Sorry-" Sharrkan blinked, looking guilty now. "So-?"

"Sharrkan, no. I am not posing as your boyfriend to help you lie to your family." Spartos shook his head.

"Come on, please?" Sharrkan begged, folding his hands in front of him and looking like a kicked puppy. 

"Absolutely not."

"I'll owe you big time- for a whole year!"

"Sharrkan-"

"Please- Just one night in front of my family. That's all. You'll never have to see me again- if that's what you want."

Spartos glanced at him again before sighing. "Fine. One night- that's all." 

Sharrkan cheered and hugged him. "You're the best, Spar!"

He nodded slightly. "Damn straight."

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Spartos sighed as he glanced at his reflection in the mirror. He definitely looked like he was attending a wedding. Why did I agree to this again? He asked himself mentally. This is a stupid, stupid idea. 

"You're looking all fancy-pants." His brother said from the doorway of the bathroom.

"I'm going to Sharrkan's brother's wedding." Spartos replied, frowning at his reflection again as he fixed his tie. 

Mystras' brow furrowed. "Why?"

"He begged me to." The younger sibling sighed for the umpteenth time before explaining the whole situation to him. 

Mystras whistled at that. "Scandalous. You gonna be okay lying like that?"

"No." Spartos frowned. "But he seemed really desperate."

"So, what? You hold hands, kiss a couple times, and that's it? Act like it never happened?"

Spartos' face blanched at the mention of kissing his best friend. "I- well, yeah-?" 

Mystras suddenly stood up straight, staring at his little brother. "Oh no.."

"...What?"

"Don't tell me you've already got feelings for him."

"What? Of course not! Sharrkan's just- he's my best friend!"

Mystras nodded slowly and crossed his arms. "Right. Y'know.. a wedding's not a bad place to hook up-"