OKAY SO THERE'S NOT ENOUGH OF THIS PAIRING ON THIS SITE SO FORGET YOU BROS I AM GOING TO FLOOD YOU WITH IT.
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"And then—"
The happily chattering redhead was interrupted by Dib slapping a hand over his mouth, eyes never leaving the atrocious movie one of them had rented and pleaded the other to watch. Guess who was which.
"I thought you wanted to see this?" Dib asks in a exasperated tone, a whisper in his ear. He was certainly close enough.
Keef blinks and lays his hand over Dib's own, smiling sheepishly under it. Well, he liked talking to Dib, for as long as he could listen. Most of the time his friend had calmly sipped his drink with a mildly annoyed expression, but that had dimmed over time. A short time ago he had begun to look interested in what joy Keef was trying to spread, as if it was growing on him.
Dib sets a hand on his thigh and leans in closer, nose skimming his reddening cheekbone.
"Well, if you don't want to watch this, I can think of something better to do…"
He tilts Keef's head by his chin and wickedly grins, lips stretching before pressing atop the teen's. Fingers reach desperately and took a fistful of raven black hair as others dipped lower…
"Mn…" Lower. He pulls Dib nearer, being awfully demanding for someone of his personality. Closer.
Of course Dib complies, shifting a bit before pulling back to look at the pouting redhead.
"—are you asleep?" a voice cut in, and he feels a hand on his sleeping shoulder. Keef opens his eyes and looks up at Dib, cheeks red and green eyes widened slightly.
"Oh! No…" He sits up slowly with a small laugh, glancing over at the television. The movie hadn't started yet, he had been dreaming.
Too bad…but maybe it didn't have to be.
Keef grins, no longer mortified, and turns to Dib, picking up the remote control to press play.