Kahoot x Reader

Chapter 12

"Why so glum, chum?" Kahoot asks, falling into stride beside Phoenix.

Kahoot's really tired from last night (because you both stayed out late together...not other things...*cough, cough*). He's still really happy from your date, but seeing Phoenix's mood kind of clashes with that. You're at a doctor's appointment today after school, so having no one to walk with, Kahoot decides to join him.

Phoenix shrugs.

"Bay bailed on bowling night," he says disgruntled. He kicks a rock with his clanky boots and tangles a hand in his hair, thinking. Abruptly, Phoenix stops walking and looks up to face him. "Hey...wanna join me instead?" Phoenix suggests  impulsively.

Kahoot is surprised by the offer. Phoenix is kind enough to him, but he never got the impression that he likes him enough to hang out outside of school. Honestly, he has no idea what Phoenix thinks of him.

"Sure." Kahoot agrees, because why not? It's not like he has other plans.

"Cool. I'll head over to your place at 7, and then we can walk over there."

***

Phoenix knocks on the chipped red paint. Kahoot opens the front door, and Phoenix takes in his appearance.

"Your new trademark works for you," he compliments, nodding.

"Huh?"

"You know, the whole glasses and beanie thing you've got going on."

Kahoot was once again sporting his black beanie, paired with the red and blue glasses Phoenix gave him. Of course, he still had on his baggy sweater and converse, which he wore everyday.

"Oh, thanks."

Kahoot tells his mom that he'll be back in a couple of hours, and then they're off. The bowling alley isn't too far from Kahoot's house, which is convenient. On their way there, they discuss how they write their papers and what grades they get on them (boring subject, I know, but it's a set-up for a Kahoot reference so shhh).

"Dude, you do the same quality of work I do, so how the hell do you get higher grade?" Phoenix asks baffled.

"Secret classroom powers," Kahoot whispers, making him laugh.

After that, no one says anything for a bit. Kahoot notices Phoenix staring at him.

"What?" he asks.

Phoenix looks taken aback, like he didn't even realize he was staring.

"Nothing," he shrugs. "Just you...remind of him. My brother. You guys look practically identical. The, uh, glasses were his old ones."

Kahoot's surprised. He thought Phoenix grew up an only child, like him.

"You have a brother?"

"Had," he corrects. Phoenix's voice sounds empty.

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"Yeah. It's been a long time though. Happened before I met y/n and Bay."

Phoenix shuffles awkwardly. He's never told you and Bay that he had a brother. He doesn't like talking about it. It's actually a main reason why his parents don't get along anymore.

"Anyways," Phoenix coughs, "it's Friday, so they turn on the special lights and we glow in the dark. I hope you're wearing white." He smirks, lifting up his jacket and pulling on a plain white tee.

***

Phoenix examines the bowling balls, testing their weight in his hands to find the perfect one. Kahoot's just sitting down, slurping on the slurpee he bought: green apple, his favourite.

"Hey, why couldn't Bay make it again?" Kahoot asks after taking a sip.

Phoenix doesn't look up. "She didn't want to."

It pains him to say it. They've been coming here every Friday together for a long time. Today is the first day she's missed.

"Huh. Is she still mad about the explosion thing?"

Phoenix picks up a glossy black bowling ball and turns towards the lane.

"Let's just say, if I never hear the name Bay Calypso again." He lines up to shoot. "It'll be too soon."

Phoenix throws the ball gracefully. It knocks all of the pins down, a strike on his first try. He sucks at bowling, and even that is putting it lightly. It was a very lucky shot. 

Phoenix knows that his words towards Bay are unreasonable, but he's bitter and hurt. So he said it anyways.

Kahoot whistles, either at what he said or the shot. Or both.

"I still think I'm going to win," Kahoot announces, and Phoenix scoffs.

"Bring it."

And bring it he does.

Kahoot turns around and feigns a bow, having succeeded in getting his third strike in a row. He goes to sit down and grabs his now half-empty slushy.

"Bet you can't beat that," Kahoot challenges. Phoenix's face scrunches up. Trying to prove a point, he grabs the ball closest to him from the rack and throws it rapidly. It doesn't make it very far before rolling promptly into the gutter.

"Damn," he curses under his breath.

"Oooooo, were you too fast?" Kahoot shouts from where he's sitting.

"Shut it, Masters," Phoenix retorts playfully, giving him the finger over his shoulder. 

Kahoot puts a hand over his chest and pretends to be offended.

He and Phoenix joke around the whole game. For example, when Phoenix is so focused on aiming that he drops the bowling ball directly onto his foot. It makes him yelp.

Kahoot ponders aloud, hand on his chin. "Who would win, Phoenix or some pins?" He points at the ball rolling on the floor. "Trick question! It's the bowling ball! Eyyyyyy." Kahoot does finger guns.

Phoenix just stands there, clutching his injured foot and glaring. In the end, Kahoot wins the game by only around one hundred points. It would have been more, but he didn't pay much attention to his shots. Kahoot doesn't really like bowling, but he wasn't going to be telling Phoenix that. 

"Told you I would win. Pure genius, or just guess work?"

"Definitely guesswork."

"Hey!"

***

Phoenix lives farther away from the bowling alley than Kahoot, so he calls his mom for a ride home. Kahoot walks.

He falls deep into thought as his shoes scrape against the pavement. A pair of bright eyes pop into his mind, and he smiles. Yours are his favourite. Your hands are nice too, especially when they're on him. So are your lips. He sighs. He just really, really, likes you.

Kahoot's still giddy from last night's date. He's already anticipating your next one, a few ideas on what it could be in his head. Though, he's not really focused on that right now. Instead, Kahoot thinks of your eyes and the stars, unable to choose a favourite. He looks up at the night sky, and realizes that that was a lie.

When you're involved, even the stars are no competition.