Never bet against a batboy
Disclaimer: I don't own ACOTAR. I just like to play with the characters. Warning for cuss words. Please review :)
I was slowly making my way to the kitchen. It was early morning and I thought nobody would be up yet because of last night's debauchery. My pounding headache was proof of my alcohol consumption, not that I needed any proof. I stumbled. Damn, I should have stayed in bed with Rhys.
A flicking light alerted me to someone's presence in the kitchen. Probably Cassian devouring every food in the fridge. I was about to tell him he better not eat my cake but when I saw him, I shrieked, my mouth hanging open.
It was definitely Cassian in there, but he was doing the plank up between the counters while doing circles with a hula hoop. He was shirtless and his abs were popping and he was drenched in sweat. Fuck! Nesta was next to him, counting, a malicious smile on her face and a smutty book on her lap.
- What the actual fuck is going on here? I asked, half amused half bothered that I couldn't get around to the fridge.
- Cass here thinks he can do 10 000 circles. You know, because he thought my 10 000 steps were so easy.
My sister had a smirk plastered on her face. She seemed to think his non-boyfriend wouldn't win.
- So, what's the stake?
There's no way I was missing out on this bet.
- Babe, stop talking and keep counting, cheating little…
- You better not say what you were going to say!
My laughing alerted Rhys through the bond. I knew he'd be here in seconds. His face when he saw his best friend was priceless. I should totally record that moment. You never know when you need blackmail material. Cassian frowned when Rhys's loud laugh echoed. Mor and Az entered the kitchen bickering, Amren slowly following them.
- Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want. You'll see when I get my…
- Shut up, Cassian, you stupid prick!
- This is getting interesting, added Mor.
Cass then turned to Az et Rhys.
- Come on, I need moral support!
Azriel shook his head no. Rhys had a smile on his face. He was enjoying the situation too much. Cassian wiggled his right eyebrow, flexing his abs much more than needed to do the loops. I'm pretty sure I drooled.
- You're too old to win, lazy motherfuckers!
I knew my lover so well. He would cave about now. He turned to me and I laughed, telling Cass he was right.
- That's it, I'll prove to you, Feyre Darling, that I will win this fucking contest.
Mor was making catcalls at them and I couldn't help but laugh with Nesta. Our men were absolute kids.
- I'll count the twirls for you, you better win!
I didn't care if he won or not, I only wanted to check him out. That man was sex on legs and all mine. I wanted to lick him everywhere.
- Feyre, Darling, you need to stop those fantasies of yours! I need to win!
He put the hula hoop around his sexy body and climbed on one side of the counter, flexed his abs while I helped him put his feet on the side of the other counter. Hummm, he was all muscles and I was wet with desire watching him.
- Feyre!
- Sorry!
The competition was on. Cassian was in the 2000 when Rhys joined him. Az still refused to join, claiming they were immature.
- I guess you don't remember the snowball fight, then…
It was Amren and she had a point. Az sighed. He knew there was no way out of this now.
- I still don't know many details about this snowball fight!
"- Hey! You lost about a hundred twirls with this question! Stop cheating!
Amren rolled her eyes at his pouting face.
- I'm sorry, I know you'll win anyway, I replied, making him a kissy face.
Az took his sweet time to get in place with his hula hoop as if he was bored out of his mind. He looked at Mor, silently asking her to count for him. She nodded, smirking.
- If I win, I demand that you announce on your social media that I have the biggest wingspan. Both of you!
Us, girls, laughed out loud at Cass and Rhys's horrified faces. They both gulped, but nodded anyway.
- You won't win. My wingspan is twice yours anyway!
- In your dreams, Cassie!
Nesta mocking Cassian and vice versa was always more entertaining than watching an action movie. I glanced at Amren. The woman was like ice, but she loved her circle. That was clear.
- What would you know about Big Cass, anyway?
- Big Cass? Really?
Both Rhysand and Azriel laughed so hard that Rhys lost his balance.
- Fuck! That's your fault, Big Cass!
- Hey, stop talking to my dick, shithead!
- I'm not talking to… Nevermind, I guess I was!
Everyone laughed and Cass was so proud of his retort that when my lover poked his friend's side, Cassian lost his balance and fell flat on his face.
- I guess we'll never recreate that scene from my book, Cassie…
That was too much informations. We all knew what my sister loved to read. The man was devastated while Az still continued his twirls as he had to catch up. The bet wasn't the one keeping on twirling the longest but the one making 10 000 twirls with the hoop.
At 9000 twirls, Nesta took Cassian's phone and I did the same with Rhysand's.
At 9540, Cassian's face started to fall.
At 9769, Rhys's head was shaking of disbelief.
At 9892, Amren cleared her throat to state the obvious.
At 9990, Nesta and I started the countback.
- I can't believe he won, muttered Cassian.
- I'm definitely closing down my Facebook account, yelled Rhys.
- You never learned from the snowball fight, it seems!
Shaking with laughter, Nesta and I gave the phones back to our respective (or not) boyfriend.
A minute later, there was already hundreds of comments about wingspans, with one that left me peeing of laughter:
Was there really a question about who has the biggest wingspan?