brace yourselves for a long round of iancorn...

Better Together - Jack Johnson

Iancorn

Ian was terrified. It was the first Game Bang since he and David had broken up. He had seen him around the office, but he never had to talk to him. Now, he'd have to make jokes, and probably put on an Iancorn show.

Ian wasn't really sure why they had broken up. It was stupid. They had fought over something that Ian couldn't even remember now, and he hated it. He'd been happier with David than he ever had in his entire life, and he wanted him back more than anything right now. He knew that if David tried to talk to him, Ian would be forced to shut him out. Either that or just pour his heart out and look like an idiot.

He took a deep breath and walked into the building. Anthony came over and started talking about what game they were playing and how he felt awkward about the whole break up thing and how he hoped it wasn't too hard for Ian and how he wanted this and that to be done and to be perfectly honest, Ian was barely listening. He was too busy watching David and Mari push each other around on their way to the game room.

"Alright guys, we'll start in fifteen minutes." Wes said loudly, so everyone could hear.

Ian groaned. He just wanted to go and be done with now. He didn't want to have to sit here with David anymore. As if the forces of nature were plotting against Ian, David came and sat in the chair next to him a few minutes later.

"Hey." He smiled.

"What are you so smiley about?" Ian scowled.

"Geez, calm down. I'm just having a good day, and you looked like you weren't."

"Just leave me alone." Ian crossed his arms, "You're obviously not here for me, so why bother?"

"Because I want to be here for you. That's actually why I came over here."

"What?" Ian looked him in the eyes for the first time since he left David's house.

He was perfect still. He looked great, if not better. Ian wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He just loved the way he looked now more than ever. Ian figured that it was because he couldn't have him, and it made him a more desirable object. Like reverse psychology. David looks good. 'No, Ian, you can't have David. You can't even want him.' David immediately looks better and is wanted more than ever.

"I'm really sorry about the fight." David rubbed the back of his neck.

"Really?"

"Absolutely." David frowned, "I wish we hadn't had it. I wish I hadn't been so stupid. It didn't even matter. We just fought and that's the only thing that matters. We fought and I hate it."

"I hate it too." Ian looked down at his feet.

"Ready?" Wes stood behind the camera.

"Do you think we could just put it behind us?" David said, and Ian thought he sounded really hopeful.

Ian smiled and turned a little red, "Yeah. I think we can."

"Do you think we could get back together?" David frowned.

Ian blinked. He had been waiting for this moment for over a month now.

David bit his lip, "I know that's a stretch but-"

Ian leaned in and kissed him while everyone else yelled "Game Bang!" at the top of their lungs. David smiled at him when they pulled apart.

"Wait!" Ian grinned, "Redo that. I wasn't ready."