I bring to you, *drumroll* a new fanfic dedicated to Teefe! (Tam and Keefe) I was inspired by dear universe's More Than Meets The Eye.
I hope you like it!

Tam and Keefe were always opposites. Tam was in the shadows, and Keefe was forcing himself into the spotlight. Or at least, they seemed to be opposites. That was the reason for their competition. They fought for their place because they were alike. They both brooded in corners and scowled at each other.

There was one day when the rest of the crew were exploring one of the Forbidden Cities and Tam and Keefe were left behind. Well, Keefe was. Tam wasn't up for the socializing. After Keefe's recent escapade to the Forbidden Cities in an attempt to find Gisela, Sophie didn't trust him in the Forbidden Cities. Instead, Keefe was going to a Black Swan hideout to sulk and research his mother and her actions. When he arrived, he found Tam lurking in the shadows, apparently doing nothing.
"Umm, what are you doing here, Bangs Boy?" Keefe asked snarkily.
"What do you think?" Tam goaded.
"Brooding," Keefe teased.
"Correct," Tam answered.

For some unknown reason, Keefe stepped towards the mysterious boy in the shadows.

Keefe POV
What is happening to me? Keefe thought. Why am I feeling this? I am literally here with Bangs Boy, my arch nemesis. This doesn't make any sense!

Tam POV
What is happening to me? Tam thought. Why am I feeling this? I am literally here with Keefe, who is an EMPATH for God's sake. This doesn't make any sense!

Third Person
Not listening to himself, Tam mirrors Keefe's earlier step towards him.
Both of the boys slowly walk toward each other, closing the gap between them. When an inch of space remained between them, Tam said "I...I... I don't know wha-"
Keefe cuts him off, clutching Tam's shirt and pressing his lips onto Tam's.
Tam's eyes widen in shock, but flutter closed.

Their lips meld together, moving in unison against each other.
Tam wraps his arms around Keefe's neck, and Keefe snakes his arms around Tam's waist.
Keefe backs them up to a table and sets Tam down on top of it. He breaks the kiss for a second to look at Tam, but Tam tangles his fingers in Keefe's perfectly tousled hair and kisses him again. The kiss eventually turns gentler, sweeter, instead of the previous fire of need and want. Tam tugs himself from Keefe and looks away.

"Did I... I'm... I'm sorry," Keefe whispered.
"No... no, don't be," Tam said. "I... I just..."