[Speed] The First Kisses
Title: The First Kisses
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Tommy, Eli/Kate
Prompt: 39. Taste
Word Count: 385
Rating: PG
Summary: Eli was having a very good day.
Author's Notes: Argh! This did not come out like I planned it to, but I have no idea how to fix it. Tommy does appear here, you just need to wait a bit.
Eli was having a very good day. The war was over, his latest test had come back with an A, and Kate had just been on a date with him.
They'd gone to dinner and a movie. It had been a surprisingly normal affair. There hadn't been any villains popping out of the woodwork. There hadn't been any mutant lynchings. There hadn't even been any pointless mass destruction of property. Instead, Eli had managed not to get tomato sauce on his clothes at dinner and later convinced Kate to let him pay for the movie tickets if she'd pick up the tab for the popcorn in exchange.
When they had gotten back to the Avengers headquarters, Eli had walked Kate to her room and bid her goodnight. Standing in front of her door, she had smiled that enigmatic smile of hers, the one that made her dimple just so, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You've forgotten the best part."
At that, she had pulled him down and kissed him soundly before slipping into her room.
"We'll have to do this again sometime, prince charming."
And now he was staring at her door.
Had anyone been watching at that particular moment, they would have seen the usually stoic Patriot sigh as dreamily as a love-sick pre-teen school girl.
As he made his way to his room, Eli's lips tingled. The boy touched his fingers to his mouth and grinned.
I must be the luckiest guy in the world.
~
Tommy slammed the door of his room shut, and leaned against it for a moment, trying to catch his breath. He was gasping for air and fighting to keep tears from leaking out of his eyes.
I will not cry. I. Will. Not. Cry.
He licked his lips, then moaned and let gravity pull him down to the floor.
Cherries. Kate's lipgloss tastes like cherries. I just kissed Eli because Kate just kissed Eli, and Kate's lipgloss tastes like cherries. Why does it have to taste like cherries? Why couldn't she taste like, I don't know, beets, or something?
Looking up at the ceiling, the boy raised his hands into the air and wailed, "Why?!"
Feeling drained, all of a sudden, Tommy cradled his head in his hands, and whispered, "It should have been me."
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Tommy, Eli/Kate
Prompt: 39. Taste
Word Count: 385
Rating: PG
Summary: Eli was having a very good day.
Author's Notes: Argh! This did not come out like I planned it to, but I have no idea how to fix it. Tommy does appear here, you just need to wait a bit.
Eli was having a very good day. The war was over, his latest test had come back with an A, and Kate had just been on a date with him.
They'd gone to dinner and a movie. It had been a surprisingly normal affair. There hadn't been any villains popping out of the woodwork. There hadn't been any mutant lynchings. There hadn't even been any pointless mass destruction of property. Instead, Eli had managed not to get tomato sauce on his clothes at dinner and later convinced Kate to let him pay for the movie tickets if she'd pick up the tab for the popcorn in exchange.
When they had gotten back to the Avengers headquarters, Eli had walked Kate to her room and bid her goodnight. Standing in front of her door, she had smiled that enigmatic smile of hers, the one that made her dimple just so, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You've forgotten the best part."
At that, she had pulled him down and kissed him soundly before slipping into her room.
"We'll have to do this again sometime, prince charming."
And now he was staring at her door.
Had anyone been watching at that particular moment, they would have seen the usually stoic Patriot sigh as dreamily as a love-sick pre-teen school girl.
As he made his way to his room, Eli's lips tingled. The boy touched his fingers to his mouth and grinned.
I must be the luckiest guy in the world.
~
Tommy slammed the door of his room shut, and leaned against it for a moment, trying to catch his breath. He was gasping for air and fighting to keep tears from leaking out of his eyes.
I will not cry. I. Will. Not. Cry.
He licked his lips, then moaned and let gravity pull him down to the floor.
Cherries. Kate's lipgloss tastes like cherries. I just kissed Eli because Kate just kissed Eli, and Kate's lipgloss tastes like cherries. Why does it have to taste like cherries? Why couldn't she taste like, I don't know, beets, or something?
Looking up at the ceiling, the boy raised his hands into the air and wailed, "Why?!"
Feeling drained, all of a sudden, Tommy cradled his head in his hands, and whispered, "It should have been me."