Patience {BadBoyHalo x Skeppy}

9

"Darrryyyyllllll!" Zak called from the bathroom.

Darryl rolled his eyes and sighed.

"What, Zak?"

"I need a towwweeelllll!"

"Why?!"

"I neeed oneee!"

"Fine!"

Darryl got off the couch and grabbed a towel from the closet, then proceeded to head over to where Zak was calling from.

He cracked open the door and handed Zak the towel, careful not to look inside.

"Thanks baldy."

"Really? That's how you thank me?"

Zak opened the door and revealed himself wearing a towel around him from the hips down. Darryl's eyes dropped to his bare chest and he blushed.

"Z-zak!! Put some clothes on!"

Zak blinked and then smirked. Teasing Darryl was too easy and way too funny.

"Why? We're both guys."

Darryl turned from him and refused to face him.

"Pleeease go change!"

Zak walked up behind him and blew on the nape of his neck, causing him to jump up and turn around, his face flushed red.

"HEY!!"

Zak laughed and headed to his room.

Darryl let out an 'ugh'.
You know what, it's time to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Zak had just finished putting on his usual blue hoody and jeans, and headed out of his room to hang out with Darryl.

"WHAT THE- DARRYL!"

Darryl was laying on the couch with his shirt off, staring at the television. Zak's heart jumped at the sight.

"What?"

"WHERE DID YOUR SHIRT GO?!"

"It was hot so I took it off."

"PUT IT BACK ON YOU IDIOT!"

"Why? We're both guys after all." He said, narrowing his eyes at Zak.

Zak facepalmed and picked Darryl's shirt up off the side table and headed over to him.

"What?" said Darryl.

Zak grabbed him, forced him to sit up, and threw the shirt at his face.

"Put it on."

"No."

Zak glared at him and leaned in closer, and Darryl backs up into the couch.

"Not this again.. it won't work. Hmph."

Zak kept leaning in and Darryl's face got redder and redder.

Is he going to stop oh my goodness he's so close I refuse to react

Zak's lips quickly pecked Darryl's forehead, causing him to yelp and jump away.

"WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT ZAK?!"

"Friendly kiss on the forehead, dork."

Darryl glared and puffed his cheeks out like a child, his cheeks still red from the kiss.

Zak's eyes widened and he blushed at the adorable face. He panicked, taken aback by the speed his heart was racing.

"W-whatever, don't put it on. I'm going to my room." Zak huffed, and he left.

Darryl blinked, left shocked.
Is he angry with me?
That rarely happens.