"I refuse to work on the history project with you."
Jake heaved a frustrated sigh and caught up with Eli once more. All he wanted was some help. "Seriously, dude? How am I supposed to do it by myself?"
"Oh, I don't know, open a book?" Eli snappily responded, shooting Jake his signature smirk and resuming his quick pace away from the boy in question. He merely chuckled as he heard Jake's footsteps come closer in a run.
"Why don't you love me anymore?"
Eli snorted, turning, and said, "Don't try that puppy-dog bullshit, no history project is worth your pathetic and completely bogus waterworks."
"They are if the project is worth half of my final grade," Jake began, crossing his arms and glaring down at the smaller boy. He was fed up with Eli not helping him out even though Jake bends over backwards every time Eli needed help. Jake wasn't usually one to turn to guilt or cruelty, but it was time.
"Why won't you help me? I don't understand why this is such a big deal to you. You never help me, with anything. And perhaps you forget the reason I haven't been paying attention in history."
Eli smirked cockily and lifted his head up, "I know, I just take over your thoughts."
Jake looked at Eli sincerely and watched Eli re-live the past few weeks' events. It's not every day a guy loses his best friend, and Eli was having a hard time with it. Jake knew Fiona would ditch him in the end; the girl was nothing but unbalanced and completely shaky in the relationship department. After Fiona met Imogen, sparks flew and Eli was left to burn. Although Jake couldn't be so angry with Fiona; if she hadn't ditched Eli, Jake wouldn't have become so close to him. It was selfish to think of things that way, but how else was Jake going to get through a school day without pulling some sort of weapon on Fiona?
Eli blinked and sighed, "What's the project on?"
Jake smiled and moved closer to his boyfriend, "I knew you'd give in."
"Only because you're irritating me and it'd be easier to just help you." Eli said, keeping up a cocky front.
Jake could see right through it. He picked up Eli's hands and brought them to his mouth, smiling as he kissed them and said sweetly, "Also because you love me, right?"
Eli couldn't help but smile and he jokingly replied, "You are aware what you're doing is incredibly gay, right?"
"Well it should be, I'M incredibly gay," Jake said, laughter in his voice. "Didn't you help me figure that one out?" Eli showed him another smile and stood on his tippy-toes to plant a sweet kiss on the taller boy's lips.
"Yes. Which means you can't say I never help you with your problems."
"I hate you."