Oh, gleechild, dear, you got me thinking about this right after you said "Though…Hinder's "Get Stoned" is a perfect Kames song #justsayin". So, here we go. This one's for you! :)
Disclaimer: This is complete and total FICTION. That means it never happened and is completely untrue. In fact, this is so far from the truth that it isn't even in the same country as the truth. I don't own anybody: Big Time Rush, the characters, and all referenced scenes belong to Nickelodeon, and I make no money off of this. I am not in any way implying said characters' sexual identities.
Just hear me out
If it's not perfect I'll perfect it 'til my heart explodes
I highly doubt
I can make it through another of your episodes
Lashing out
One of the petty moves you pull before you lose control
Kendall saw James stalking over towards him. Here we go again. Kendall thought. I hope this time the excuse is perfect. If not, I'll perfect it, even if it kills me. Kendall doubted he could make it through another of James' "episodes" (tantrums were more the case). Kendall knew James lashed out as a petty thing, and that it meant he was close to losing control. "Just hear me out James." Kendall said.
"Why? What excuse is there for taking my shampoo, huh? Or my body wash?" Ok, this was even lower than Kendall could remember.
"I wanted to remind myself of you, ok?" Kendall winged it; he wasn't expecting that to work. But (miraculously) it did.
"Oh. All you had to do was ask." James said. Kendall looked at him.
"What? No fight? Come on James." Kendall wasn't going to let it go this easily; that wasn't how their game worked. "I stole your Cuda; no one gets away with that."
"You're right. You fucking piece of shit!" James came lunging at him. Kendall grinned. Game on.
You wear me out
But it's all right now
Lets go home and get stoned
We could end up making love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up making love instead of misery)
But it's all right now
You wear me out. But it's ok. Kendall thought as they started heading to 2J. "Let's go home." He said. James nodded.
When they got home, they found they were the only two there. They resumed the fight, James shoving Kendall down on the couch. "I fucking trusted you. And you betray me like this?" Kendall watched as James' eyes got dark. "I need to make you pay." Kendall knew what that meant.
The sex is so much better when he's pissed off at me. That's why the 'game' had been invented in the first place. Kendall knew he'd be worn out after this, but it would be worth it.
Without a doubt
The break up is worth the make up sex you're giving me
Lets hash it out
Cause your bitchin and your yelling don't mean anything
Don't count me out
I can handle all the baggage that you're carrying
James speaking drew Kendall out of his thoughts. "What?" Kendall asked. He must've really zoned out.
"I said, I'm sorry for earlier. Your neck looks like, well, someone tried to strangle you." Kendall looked, and yeah, the handprints were visible.
"It's ok James, really." Kendall said. "I did something bad; I needed to learn a lesson."
"But I overreacted. I should've known you weren't doing it on purpose. I'm sorry I broke up with you too."
We go through this every time. Kendall thought. But the make-up sex will be worth it. "Come on, let's hash things out. Your bitchin and yelling don't mean anything, and you know it. What's with all the aggression?"
"Don't worry about it." James said.
"James, I can handle all the baggage you're carrying. Tell me. I don't think we can get away with this," Kendall pointed to his neck, "much more."
"Fine. If I tell you, will you shut up about it?"
"Only if you give me the make-up sex."
"Deal. Ok, so you remember all those times I'd come stay at your house when we were young?"
"Yeah."
"It was cause my mom and dad were fighting. I couldn't do anything about it, and then one time my dad turned to me and I couldn't fight back. That's where all the aggression comes from. I just wanted to protect her, and I couldn't."
"Oh James." Kendall pulled him close. "You were only 6. You did what you could."
"But it wasn't enough." James said. "So, anytime you do something that makes me mad, I think of him and snap."
Well, this wasn't part of the game. This was real. "James, you can talk to me, anytime you want, ok?"
"Yeah, thanks." James said. "I believe I need to show you how sorry I am…"
"Don't worry about it."
"Kendall, dammit. Let me do this."
"Ok, ok. Sorry." Kendall let James take the lead, and he had to admit, there was something different about the sex that time. Kendall could get used to it, even if he knew they'd still play the game tomorrow. It was just their thing, and Kendall wouldn't want it any other way.