Frenemies

IV

The Warblers didn't question when Sebastian and Hunter weren't arguing. They never did on competition days.

Sebastian went first, absolutely rocking his song. He already knew they were winning.

Hunter owned the stage, dancing better than he ever had.

When he finished and came backstage, Sebastian greeted him, smirking. "Not bad for a military boy."

"Not bad yourself, Jack." Hunter walked past, and Sebastian blinked in confusion.

"Jack... Like the hot French guy from titanic?" He asked.

"That works too. I was thinking more towards Jack the Ripper, because you killed it out there." Hunter walked out to join the rest of the Warblers to watch the other performances.

Sebastians stood there, lost. Was that a compliment?

~-~

On the ride back to Dalton, a shiny new trophy in their possession, the Warblers updated the rest of the school via the website.

We won. No
Huntbastian
tornadoes to
be aware of
now.

Anything
eventful?

Huntbastian had to
share a room.
Didn't hear them
complaining???

Oof. That's not fun

Wait, they DIDN'T
complain?

But they complain
about being in
the same room
together all the
time???

You prob just didn't
hear them complain.
I bet they did.

Yeah. It's fishy.

Did you hear
anything ELSE
from the dorm? (;

Oh god, stop it!

NO.

Impossible.

No, we didn't,
you kinky bastard.

OOF.

#shotsfired

Just sayin' (:

Ugh, I can't
get that image
out of my
mind now.

Why would
you imagine it?

I can't control
what I imagine!

...is it weird
that I kinda
ship it now?

They fight all
the time, it's
not possible...
but I kinda do too.

Let us mark
the day
'Huntbastian'
turned into a
ship name

Uh, let's NOT?

Sebastian was becoming increasingly annoyed by the giggles erupting around the bus.

"What is so funny?" He asked irritatedly.

"Is laughing a crime, or are you just a buzzkill?" Hunter called back from the front of the bus.

Sebastian rolled his eyes, flipping him off and settling back in his seat. He pulled out his phone, logging into the school website.

Which he regretted immediately.

He choked on air when he saw the conversation. "What the everlasting FUCK?" He exclaimed in shock, much louder than he anticipated.

The entire bus, except those who weren't on the website (so, just Hunter and the driver), cracked up in laughter.

"Language!" Hunter scolded.

"You tell these obstinate fuckers to mind their language!" He yelled back.

"They aren't saying anything!"

"Oh yeah? Check the school website, high and mighty."

Okay, but,
real talk:
who tops?

Smythe.
Duh.

It's sure as
hell not
Clarington,
I'll tell ya that.

Smythe's a big
spoon, top, and
dom all in one

Which one of
you idiots is
going to write
the first fanfic?

Oh god, nobody's
going to have a
straight face in
Warbler meetings
anymore

Speaking of a
straight face,
HUNTER SAID
HE WAS STRAIGHT

*was

Actually, he said
'not even remotely
bi-curious' which
could mean hella
gay or hella straight

And we all know
that bitch ain't
straight

Hunter looked absolutely appalled as the saw what they were discussing. "Did you just call me a bitch?"

"Really?" Sebastian asked exasperatedly, hardly believing him. "They're seriously having a conversation about which of us is a top and that's all you take away from it?"

Hunter rolled his eyes. "Please, everyone knows we hate each other. It's not like they actually believe what they're saying. But a bitch? Really?"