Mildly Annoyed
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Mark slumped against the side of the arena, trying to calm down after his rough match with Jeff. He'd lost. That kid never ceased to amaze him. He was gutsy as hell, always challenging him. He ran his fingers through his hair before he pushed away from the wall, heading for his motorcycle. It was time to go back to the hotel and get some rest… And maybe a drink or two…
Mark frowned when he saw a familiar male sitting backwards on his bike, leaning against the handle bars. His face was clean of that stupid paint job and his hair was done up in one of those sloppy girly little buns that Mark hated.
Why couldn't Jeff just let him lose in peace.
"Hey." Jeff said, raising a brow and smirking at Mark. His cocky attitude never failed to amaze Mark.
"Get off my bike kid." Mark growled.
"Hm. Let me think about that. Uh… No. I don't think I will." Jeff replied playfully. Mark growled lowly, his fists clenching out of pure frustration.
"Jeff…." He ground out, his tone was warning of an anger held at bay. Jeff pouted.
"Awe. Come on Mark. Don't get angry. I came to congratulate your on that great match." Jeff replied with a giggle. Mark rolled his eyes.
"Good. You can congratulate me by gettin' off my bike." He snapped. Jeff huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, sliding off the bike.
"Some one's a sore loser." Jeff grumbled. Mark looked at Jeff incredulously.
"YOU BEAT ME IN A MATCH. I'M SORE. I'M TIRED. I WANNA GO BACK TO THE HOTEL AND REST!! IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK!?" Mark exclaimed, threading his fingers into his hair and turning his back to Jeff. There was a long quiet moment, before Mark felt smaller, but still strong arms wrap around him in a hug.
"You're so cute when you're angry." Jeff said with a laugh. Mark sighed and shook his head.
"Why the hell do I put up with you?" he grumbled.
"Because you loooo~ove me…" Jeff teased.
"Yeah yeah yeah…" Mark pulled out of Jeff's arms and got on the bike, starting it up. He looked back at Jeff and frowned. He let out a long sigh. "Get on."
Jeff grinned and hopped onto the back of the bike, hugging Mark tightly.
"Can we go for ice cream?!"
"Don't push it kid."
The End.