Tension
Grouchy/Jokey
Grouchy hates Jokey. He hates those idiotic joke boxes that blow up in your face, stupid pies that splatter on your face, every single prank that Jokey can think of. Grouchy hates them all with all his blue being.
He hates how Jokey seems to believe it's the world's greatest thing to pester Grouchy with those annoying pranks and jokes until he's ready to punch the prankster in the face. Why can't Jokey bother someone else, anyone else?
"Hey Grouchy!"
Great. Speak of the devil. Jokey's face is only inches away from Grouchy's, and the idiot is grinning like… well, like an idiot. Grouchy glares daggers at the other smurf.
"I have a surprise for you!" Jokey declares happily, a bright yellow gift box in his hands, complete with a glittering red bow on top.
"I hate surprises," Grouchy grumbles, unsurprisingly. He can't even begin to understand why everyone in the village is so easy to trick - he can recognize an exploding box when he sees one, unlike all of the other smurfs. What he doesn't understand, though, is why he still lets Jokey push the box into his hands.
"C'mon, Grouchy, open it!" Jokey is all smiles, too innocent and an expecting glint in his eyes. Grouchy knows what's coming, and he hates it, but still he pulls off the red bow and opens the lid like an imbecile. There's a deafening explosion of smoke as the box blows up, just as expected, in Grouchy's face.
"I hate pranks," Grouchy announces angrily and lets the empty box drop onto the ground. Jokey giggles happily. Grouchy wipes ash off of his face and thinks that that giggle just may have been worth the embarrassment and his ears ringing for a small eternity.
Even though he hates Jokey. He tries to tell Jokey that, but it comes out as "I hate giggle," which doesn't even make any sense.
Jokey looks confused for a moment, but then he giggles again. "You hate giggle, Grouchy? Why's that?"
Grouchy can just feel the heat rise onto his cheeks. He hates blushing. "It's- that's not- I didn't mean to say that," he explains, or tries to, and grimaces at his stuttering.
"Then what did you mean to say?" Jokey leans in closer, breathes on Grouchy's lips, his eyes half-lidded and an almost smug grin on his lips. Grouchy stops thinking completely for a moment, even forgets to sulk. He looks quite strange without the permanent frown on his face.
"Grouchy?" Jokey continues in a husky voice, stepping closer. Grouchy takes a step back, but Jokey inches forward on every step and soon he finds himself between a wall and Jokey.
"I hate-" Grouchy really can't think of anything to hate at this very moment when he could count Jokey's fair blue eyelashes if he wanted to. "I hate…"
And then Jokey giggles again, it's that quirky trademark giggle, and backs off like nothing happened. Like nothing was going to happen.
"Oh well, I gotta go surprise someone else now. Smurf you later, Grouchy~!" And with that, he's gone. Just like that. Like he didn't just- just harass Grouchy!
But Grouchy still can't think of anything to hate, even with his face still painted with ash and his knees weak from the closeness of another smurf. Well okay, he does hate something - the way Jokey makes him feel despite being the most annoying smurf (right after Brainy, of course).
Grouchy watches as Jokey skips further away from him and presses his hand against his chest. Under his ribs his heart is beating frantically for the prankster smurf.
"I hate this," Grouchy mumbles no-one in particular, but doesn't manage to sound nearly as angry as he wants to.