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“You’re so annoying.” Pollux grit out, sweat beading on his forehead. He was panting lightly; his arms shook with exertion as he held his sword in front of himself defensively. Lee stood a few inches away from him, his blond curls were plastered to his forehead, and his skin was a light shade of pink. The summer sun blared down on them, Lee’s eyes sparkled in the light, the soft blue was almost hypnotic.
Lee grinned at him and swung his own sword in a high arc,
“Well, you smell.” He retorted, grinning wider as their blades collided, the clashing of metal echoed through the training field. Pollux staggered with the force of the impact; he planted a heavy foot behind him to try and maintain his balance. Lee pulled his sword back before he sharply angled his blade for Pollux’s leg, but the other boy countered easily. Pollux slammed his own blade down to block Lee’s swing and then lunged forward, using the momentum to push Lee away, the force made the taller boy stumble,
“I do not smell, shut up.” Pollux grumbled, this time taking his own swing, he threw his sword in a wide circle, the tip of the blade just barely missing Lee’s neck,
“Hey!” Lee cried as he leapt away from the blade, “are you trying to kill me?” He demanded, lifting his sword and pointing the tip at Pollux accusingly. Pollux knocked the blade away with a scoff,
“I wish, at least then you’d shut up.” He said, voice flat, but he couldn’t quite hide the smile that was threatening to break out across his lips. Lee grinned back in reply and then allowed himself a moment to study the other boy, he had taken his blue trench coat off for their sparring match, leaving him in only his red and blue fleece and a grey short sleeved t-shirt. His arms were tense as they balanced the weight of the sword, making Pollux’s muscles stand out in a way that made Lee’s stomach churn. Pollux’s dark curls were stuck to his forehead, a light sheen of sweat covered his skin and he was quietly panting, rhythmically dragging oxygen into his lungs.
Pollux noticed Lee staring and glared at him, he swung his blade for Lee’s stomach,
“What are you staring at weirdo?” He asked, wrinkling his nose dramatically. Lee quickly met his blade, both of their arms vibrating with the force of the swords connecting,
“Your ugly face.” Lee shot back easily, shooting Pollux a blinding grin before knocking his sword aside and taking a swing at the other boy’s shoulder. Pollux leapt out of the way long before he could make contact, he knew Lee’s fighting style well enough to basically predict the other boys moves,
“Shut up.” He growled, but there was no venom behind his words, only a light amusement. Pollux’s face slowly split into a small grin and Lee became immediately distracted, he flushed a bright red as Pollux’s face scrunched up with pure joy and the grin spread across his face. Lee felt a matching grin forming, he studied Pollux’s face, entranced by the way his eyes sparkled with amusement and the smallest sliver of teeth that had begun to peek out between his lips.
Pollux noticed that Lee was distracted and swiftly took the opportunity to gain the upper hand, he lunged forward suddenly and grabbed Lee by the collar of his striped shirt. Lee didn’t even have time to process the change in position before he felt the tip of Pollux’s sword pressing lightly against his throat. Lee brought his own sword up fruitlessly, he knew that he had lost but he refused to fully submit,
“I win.” Pollux declared triumphantly, a broad grin on his face, he pressed the tip of his sword closer to Lee’s neck for emphasis. Not deep enough to draw blood, just enough for Lee to know that he could draw blood if he wanted to,
“Yeah whatever.” Lee rolled his eyes, dropping his sword to his side and allowing himself to go limp in a sign of submission, Pollux’s face lit up with victorious glee. His grip went lax on his sword and Lee immediately snapped back to attention as the tip of the blade fell away from his neck. He took one final look at Pollux before making a possibly stupid decision.
Lee invaded Pollux’s space suddenly, crowding towards his face and trapping Pollux’s hand that was still holding his collar between their bodies. Lee’s sword fell to the floor with a loud clatter, but he didn’t falter, instead he lifted both hands up and lightly grasped the sides of Pollux’s face. Before he could overthink it too much, Lee connected their lips, they crashed together clumsily and truly it was more of a messy press of lips than a kiss. Pollux was completely motionless against him, eyes wide in pure shock, Lee distantly heard the sound of Pollux’s sword also falling to the ground. He pulled back quickly, a flood of apologies ready on the tip of his tongue, but Pollux didn’t give him the chance, he brought his now free hand up the grasp the other side of Lee’s collar and yanked the taller boy back in.
Lee’s sound of surprise was swallowed by Pollux’s mouth, their lips crashed together again, the force made both boys teeth smash against their lips, and they pulled away with a hiss. Lee chuckled lightly and pulled Pollux back in slowly, this time their lips connected softly, a satisfied hum spilled from Lee’s mouth into Pollux’s, he twisted his head slightly and pressed closer to Pollux.
The two boys held each other for a long moment; a warmth bloomed in Lee’s chest and spread all the way to his fingertips. Eventually he couldn’t fight the grin slowly spreading across his face and he pulled back, Pollux blinked his eyes open and scowled at Lee,
“What are you grinning about?” He asked, his bottom lip jutting out to form a petulant pout,
“I win.” Lee said, he was grinning so wide that Pollux could see the small gap between his front teeth,
“That’s cheating!” Pollux snapped, he pulled further away from Lee and made a move towards his sword that was laying on the ground next to them. Lee quickly caught the movement out of the corner of his eye, and he grabbed a handful of Pollux’s fleece to yank him back up, he connected their lips again and Pollux melted into Lee’s grip despite himself. Lee brought a hand up and rubbed a thumb across Pollux’s cheek bone before he slowly pulled away,
“Don’t be a sore loser.” He teased, Pollux tried to glare at him but his flushed face and spit covered lips made it lose a bit of its punch,
“Just shut up and kiss me, Fletcher.” He grumbled before grabbing Lee’s collar and yanking him forward, Lee met him in the middle, allowing his content hum to be swallowed by Pollux’s demanding mouth.