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Once I was done punching Mar's chest, I sighed and just went to the air hockey table. "Fight me!" I said, glaring at him. I was still annoyed he killed my Pac-Man. Mar just nodded and walked to the table aswell.
I grabbed my paddle(idk) and once the puck came out, I hit it hard over to his side. He just let it hit the edge and bounce back to my side. I hit it again and he hit it back. This happened repeatedly until I angled my shot and hit it into the hole on his side.
"Yes! 1 point for me!" I shouted, excited. Mar glared at me and once the puck came out on his side, he hit it really hard. So hard that I took my hand off my paddle because I was scared it was gonna hit me. It didn't, thank god. But it made it into my goal.
"What the fuck?! Are you trying to hurt my hand?!" I shouted at him. Mar just smirked and mocked me, saying, "1 point for me!"
We kept scoring on each other until the score was 4 - 4. I got the last point so he placed the puck on his side. Then he did the same thing he did earlier, hitting the puck really hard. I kept my hand on my paddle this time but the puck flew off the table and hit my hand, going back to Mar's side. I groaned in pain and quickly grabbed my hand. He took this opportunity to hit it back. I think it made it into my goal, I don't know. My hand just hurts!
"I win!" He smiled. I kept holding my hand and I just glared at him. "Woo hoo, good for you." I said spitefully. He looked at me and saw me holding my hand and his smile went away. I stormed out of the arcade, Mar quickly running after me.
"Y/N, is your hand okay?" He asked, I think worry in his voice. "No Mar, my hand is NOT okay! It fucking hit my hand, you asshole!" I shouted, showing him my hand. "Y/N, I'm sorry! I-I thought you would've pulled your hand away!" He replied.
"Well, I didn't, and now it hurts, and it's all your fault!" I kept walking until he grabbed my hand, the one that hurt. "I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I'll.. do anything you want me to if you forgive me." I looked away, still a bit mad.
"..fine. I forgive you." I muttered, but he heard anyway. He smiled and hugged me tight. So tight that I thought I was gonna die. "Thank you!" He said loudly. "O.. ff.." I tried pushing him off me. He quickly pulled away.
"My hand still hurts." I stated. "Maybe this could make it better?" He pulled my hurt hand up to his face and kissed it. 'OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD. HE'S KISSING MY HAND.' I thought. I could feel my face get hot. "Wh-what're you doing, weirdo?!" I shouted, pulling my hand away quickly. He just smirked and said, "I kissed it to make it better. Did it work?"
I quickly shook my head no. "Of course it didn't!" I glared at him. Suddenly, I felt something wet fall onto my head. Then I felt more wet things. It was starting to rain. I put my hands above my head and started to run home, Mar doing the same and following me. Once we got there, our clothes were soaked. I unlocked the door and went inside. We would definitely have to take a shower. I wonder if he would agree to showering together..
..Of course he wouldn't! That's only for kids and couples! "Do you wanna shower first?" He asked me. "N-no, you can go. I don't think I have shirts that fit you though." I said, lying. I just wanted to see him shirtless. He nodded and went to get a towel since he knew where they were. He's been here many times. He went to the bathroom to shower and I went to my room to take off my wet clothes and put on dry ones. I laid on my bed, waiting for him to be done with his shower.
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Best Friends (Male Best Friend X Male Reader)
General FictionYou and your best friend have been friends forever. Well, only 7 years. You guys get along easily, and nothing can break you guys apart. You and your best friend do everything together, listen to music, play games, and eat lunch together at school...