Lord of the flies - oneshots

Roger x Ralph

Roger's POV:

'Which is it better to be? A pack of savages like you are, or sensible like Ralph is?' Piggy babbled loudly talking and talking. Ralph was next to him, listening to what his sad and stupid little friend had to say.

I just want them to shut the hell up.

I moved a piece of hair out of my way as the wind picked up slightly, the sun blaring against our bare chests, backs. All the children mocking Piggy.

Ralph momentarily turned around to look at us all, he made eye contact with me. We stared for a while, just looking at each other. I don't know why, but there was something about him. Something, but what?

'Which is better? To have rules and agree, or to hunt and kill?' Piggy continued on.

I don't know what sparked in me, but a flame lit. And it overpowered me. I held onto the stick under the rock and pulled it with a strength. It sent the rock tumbling down, bouncing off of ledges and making its way loudly down. I saw Ralph move to avoid it as he screamed to move out of the way. Poor little piggy didn't see anything coming his way and the rock crahse dibto him, sending both him and the rock into the ocean.

'Piggy!' Ralph screamed. Don't care for him, Ralph, what use was he anyways.

The hunters all looked down to the sea, all silent apart from the waves and the wind. I smirked, I couldn't help it. An evil grin at the side of my fave just showed. Ralph turned to look at me, shocked and confused as to why I did that. I stared back at him, before walking off. Yet I could still feel him staring at where I had left.

Ralph's POV:

Piggy died. He actually died. Roger killed him. Roger. I didn't know much about him, but he's insane. Crazier than Simon was. I saw his smirk after piggy died. I saw how pleased he was with himself. And yet, I saw still ... attracted to him? Why?

It wasn't long before I heard voices around me as I tried to sleep.

'Be quiet.' A voice hissed. Roger.

'We'll smoke him out. Here, give me the fire.' Jack's voice said.

What are they doing? Fire?

A sudden spark lit up next to me, red being the one thing there. I quickly scavenged myself up and ran. I just ran and ran and ran. I could hear people chasing me, but as I continued to run footsteps grew quieter and the fire was more distant. I didn't know where I was, but I ended up bumping into something. Or, as I discovered, someone.

I felt a spear hit my back and I was about to scream until the person covered my mouth.

'Shh, don't scream, Ralph. They'll hear you.' It was Roger. 'I'm going to take my hand away, don't scream.'

He did what he said he was going to do and He spun me around to face him. We were quiet close. I saw his painted face, his hair now quite long and eyes drained from all happiness.

He pushed my back into a tree and sighed. 'I don't want to kill you.'

'Who says you have to?'

'Who do you think?' He looks in my eyes.

'Jack doesn't own you.' I state.

'But I want to own you.' He inches closer.

'What?' I slowly question.

Roger POV:

'What?' He slowly questions. He's so vulnerable.

I move closer to him, keeping eye contact the entire way. Just as I'm about two inches away from his blushing face, I look at his lips and smirk. I take a last glance to his gorgeous eyes and kiss him. Even a surprise to myself, I'm not rough or quick. I just gently kiss him, allowing myself to feel the emotion and fireworks in my stomach. It doesn't take long for him to kiss me back. Heads tilt to the side and our lips move more between each other's. His hands go in my hair, twirling pieces between his fingers. My hands snake around his waist, somehow pulling him closer than what he is.

As much as I dotn want to, I allow us to part, biting his lower lip and dragging it with me. Our eyes meet once more as my teeth let go of his lip.

'There's something about you.' I say. 'I'm not sure what, but it's something.'

He lightly smiles, almost in a sad way. 'Love.'

I think about it, is it love I'm feeling?

Ralph POV:

I can see that he's thinking, my hands are still in his hair so I pull him into a hug. He momentarily surprised, but pulls me closer to hug me.

'Yeah, it's love.' He says. 'I'm in love with you.'

I smile. 'I love you too, Roger.'