5SOS BoyXBoy Oneshots // Requests Open :)

EASIER - Any Ship?

Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don't wanna know, oh
But I know that I'm never, ever gonna change
And you know you don't want it any other way

He took a long drag of his cigarette and angrily stared at the plants growing between the stones beneath his feet.

He was so fucking pissed.

The cold night air was chilly and his foggy breath mixed with the cigarette smoke. From where he cowered on the two front steps of the house he could still hear the loud bass of whatever shitty song was playing right now even though his ears felt weirdly deaf from the sudden "silence" outside of the crowded house. A few meters away, a couple was holding hands and smoking weed, from around the corner he could hear the disgusting splashing sound of someone throwing up on the pavement.

He took another drag and let the smoke out through his nostrils.
The burning rage slowly died down to a low flame of anger in his chest.
Behind him, the door swung open. The music grew loud and then died down again as the door fell shut.

Why do we always gotta run away?
And we wind up in the same place
It's like we're looking for the same thing
Same thing, yeah

"Hey babe."

"I'm not your babe," he muttered.

"Not? Since when?," he joked.

"Since you stopped treating me like a valid human being, dickhead."

"Chill, babe."

"No," he turned and blew the cigarette smoke in his partners face, "I won't chill until you stop talking over and making fun of me when you're with your friends. I'm not your stupid pet and you don't own me. Whatever you say to impress them still hurts all the same."

"How about you first stop flirting around all the time while you're in a relationship with me! How do you think that makes me feel?", the other boy snapped back.

"I am not fucking flirting, I don't know what you're seeing?? And even if I was, I am loyal to you no matter what I am doing! Why can't you just trust me??" He took another drag and cherished the nicotine entering his system.

"Why do we always have to fight? It's all we ever do!," his boyfriend huffed angrily.

"We wouldn't if you'd stop being a dick!"

"Then stop being such a bitch!"

The door opened again and the younger boy groaned and threw his smoked down cigarette to the ground.

Yeah, do we really gotta do this now?
Right here with all your friends around
In the morning, we can work it out
Work it out

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you. And your friends too." He stomped on the cigarette and flipped his boyfriend's jock friends off before going back inside.

The other boy watched him leave and after a while decided to follow him. It was getting late and he was drunk and ready to go home.

He saw his boyfriend dancing in an empty corner of the room all by himself. It took only seconds of watching him before he felt himself getting really turned on. The boy was clearly as drunk as he was, his beautiful eyes glassy, his pink lips wet from the beer he had just sipped from the bottle in his hand. With a few long strodes he was glued to his boyfriends back, letting him grind his butt on his crotch.

I love you so much that I hate you
Right now, it's so hard to blame you
'Cause you're so damn beautiful
You're so damn beautiful