Author's Notes: Drabble two.
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x M i d n i g h t – S k y x: Omfg. Haha. You're reading this, too? Hooray! One-hundred Figgys are trés kawaii. xD
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Middles
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Fang is torn.
Today, Max has kissed him.
He remembers when he was younger.
Iggy kissed him that time, too.
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Fang has had his first kiss today. He shoves the girl back into the sandbox, and cries. He runs to Iggy, who is busily painting on the wall – once more going against the rules.
"Iggy!" Fang calls out, sniffling, falling into Iggy's arms and sobbing into his shirt. It is their free-time at the School, and he has wasted it on a stupid, messy little girl.
Iggy reassures him, always the one who is more mature – and asks him what's wrong.
"I kissed a girl," Fang says, snuggling into the younger boy's chest, "and it was horrible. I never wanna kiss anybody ever again."
Iggy laughs, and tilts Fang's head upward.
He kisses him softly, and Fang's eyes widen in fear and surprise. He presses back against Iggy's lips.
It lasts only a second – Iggy pulls away and stares at the red-faced Fang.
"I changed my mind," Fang mumbles, and lies his head on Iggy's chest.
Iggy laughs again.
Fang smiles.
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Max has kissed him.
Iggy has kissed him.
And Fang is stuck in the middle.