He bites his shoulder while he says, "You're mine."

"I figured."

"It's fact. Now turn to me."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"You're keeping me straight."

He violently turns the other around, "Better?"

"You're a dumbass."

"Yet you want me to love you?"

"I never said that."

"Then why the hell do we keep on meeting up and fucking?"

"Why do we think about it instead of doing it?"

"I thought we hated each other?"

"I thought we loved each other?"

He sighs while pulling him closer, resting their foreheads together while saying, "We do."

"Then let's make it true. Kiss me."

Then kisses go overboard.

**Whatever this is, it isn't a story... but at least it ain't script format. I actually found this buried deep in my jump drive and felt the urge to upload it. **