Drabble: Manipulation
Kai runs a finger up Tyson's back, making his shoulders go up. He presses a smile on his neck.
"I'm trying to dress," he protests, hiking the sleeves of his sweater up his arms.
"Go on. I'm not stopping you."
"Eeesh, stop kissing me," Tyson tries to move out of his hold. "We're- we're not going to do that, okay?" He turns to look at Kai. "You were clear when you said you didn't want a relationship and I don't do friends-with-benefits. So stop. Go...go hang out with Mina or whatever her name is."
Kai licks his lips, exhaling. "You would be so stubborn?"
"Yes! I can't do this with you." He pulls the shirt over his head and down his body, covering up.
"Boys!" His dad calls from the hall.
"I have to go." Tyson maneuvers around him and makes his way towards the door. Kai grabs his wrist. He sighs. "What now?" He turns to face him like he's tired of his bullshit.
"What if...?" Kai trails off. On purpose. Looking thoughtful. Drawing him back in. Tyson comes half-reluctantly. Looking hopeful.
Kai takes his face in his hands. "What if," he moves a step closer, "We got together, for 10 days? See if we can make it work?"
"10 days is too short a time period for a trial, Kai."
"Last offer"
Tyson scoffs. Looking like he's about to say no. But then he says, "Okay. And if it goes well?"
"Happily ever after?"
"You're just fucking with me. You're an asshole."
"I'm not."
"You are. I know you are. You just want to-" His words get cut off when Kai kisses him. Tyson blushes to his toes.
Kai pulls away smirking. "What should I call you? Teddy bear? Love puff?"
"Fuck off"