Psychotic love

{8} A calm, New life

It's been about a week or so now and the guys had gotten pretty comfortable with their new life.
Dark eventually went with the red after choosing between that, blue and pink. In the end, he settled with a bright red color.

Anti strolled down the stairs, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a black tank top. The house was filled with the scent of coffee and freshly made toast.

"Dark?" He asked, looking around the house. He finally found him sitting in the den, stretched out on the couch and watching some random cartoon on television. He was wearing a pair of black pajama pants and a hair dye stained white tank top.

"Cartoons? Really?" Anti asked, sitting on the opposite side of the couch. 

"Only thing on. The other channels are acting weird." Dark shrugged and sipped on his coffee. There's more over in the kitchen if you want any. I just made it a few minutes ago."

Anti nodded and stayed in his spott.
The cartoon was some show about an orange cat and a blue fish. It was really shiny and everything was really weird. He barley paid attention to it. The house was pretty silent accept for the television and its random noises.

"So,  what would you want to do today? There's a console in the addic we can hook it up down hear and play." Anti suggested, watching the cartoon.

"What console?" Dark asked,
eyes focused on the telivsion. 

"Wii? I think we have Mario kart." Anti looked over to him,  watching his lips purse around the mug as he sipped.

Yes, he had to admit. He had gained some more then friendly feelings for Dark. Who wouldn't? He's sexy, a great cook, and a pretty funny guy.
He made a delicious pot of chicken and dumplings that made Anti almost drop dead. 

Dark sat his cup down and looked at him. "Ya know, that game is the leading cause of fist fights?"

"Really?" Anti asked,  standing up. 

"It will be in this house if you choose rainbow road or fuck me over." Dark laughed at him and stood up as well, "I'll go get the Wii, you get the TV set up."

Anti laughed a little as well,  a genuine smile plastered on his face. 

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"Fucking God dammit!" Dark yelled as an oil spill blocked his vision.

Anti began to laugh maniaclly,
crossing the finish line in second place. 3 places ahead of dark. 

"I warned you what would happen if you fucked me over Lucky Charms."
Dark crossed the finish line and dropped his controller"

Anti looked at him like he was about to have his throat slit and jumped to his feet in an instint, darting away from Dark. Dark chased after him,  following him up the stairs. 

"That's the 4th time this race you used oil spill and you will pay!" Dark yelled, earning a laugh from Anti.
He finally caught up with him and tackled him in the hallway,
earning a yell in semi fake fear. 

Instead of an actual fist fight, all they did was wrestle with each other. Pinning one another down and putting each other in sleeper holds. Eventually, Dark pinned anti on his back, earning a yelp from him.
"Dammit!  Dammit I give up." He sighed,  breathing heavily. 

Dark laughed, looking down at him, "Giving up so soon? "

They laughed at each other for a minute, just staring at one another.
The air then grew thick and awkward, so the two stood up from one another. "First one down chooses the race!" Dark smirked.

They both then raced down the stairs,  Anti beating him. Dark groans,  getting rainbow road as punishment. He got his revenge though. He socked Anti real good in the leg. Although, he still lost the race.  Again.

"Hey, Dark?"

"Yeah?" He asked, setting the next race up.

"Can I talk to you about something?"

Dark looked at him, then sat his controller down. "What's up?" He questioned.

Anti took a long, deep breath. His face already beginning to heat up. "O-ok. So ever scince that day when we broke out of the asylum,  I've been having these thoughts. "

"Thoughts?" Dark asked.

"Yes" Anti sighed, Thoughts.  "It all started whenever we slaughtered that fucking cafeteria." He let out a small laugh, "It was all such a rush and it was so amazing.  And those feelings came back in the car the other night. These feelings have been driving me crazy."

"Dude its the demon in your head.  I get it, you just have to get use-"

Dark was silenced when Anti grabbed a fist full if of his tank top and yanked him close, smashing their lips together.  Dark was frozen in his spot, though his face was the complete opposite. It was brighter then his own hair.

Anti pulled away, sitting silently. "Its not the demon.  And you can just call me Sean." He then stood to his feet and walked quickly up to his room.

Dark sat there, still frozen in his spot.  A guy just kissed him.  His freind for that matter. He reached up to touch his lips and they were very warm and tingly. Dark shook his head and turned the television back on to something to watch. 

Boy. This was going to be a awkward week.