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DCU Flash Rogues
Captain Boomerang II (Owen Mercer), Trickster II (Axel Walker)
Word Count: 344
Finished: idek I think mid-February 2011 lol
A/N: This is probably the dumbest thing anyone ever written but it was born from a discussion wherein I complained about people who keep their eyes open when they kiss, and about how creepy and disconcerting it was, and then I was all "HEY YOU KNOW WHO ELSE IS CREEPY AND DISCONCERTING." I threw Owen in there because of gingeynary 's suggestion, as I didn't really know who to pair Axel up with derp.
Owen leaned into Axel, pressing himself against the blond's back as he wrapped his arms around his waist. Owen rested his chin on his shoulder and Axel turned his head to look back at him. Owen took this opportunity to press his lips against Axel's, closing his eyes as they deepened the kiss.
Owen let it go on for a moment before something felt off. He opened his eyes slightly, barely squinting, and snorted in surprise into Axel's mouth upon seeing the blond's eyes wide open. He pulled away as Axel scrunched up his face in discontent.
"Jesus, Axel," Owen said in exasperation, "don't do that."
"What?" Axel whined.
"You know what," Owen replied. "Why do you do that?"
"What?"
"You know what!" Owen repeated, running a hand through his hair. "Why do you keep your eyes open?"
"Whattaya mean?" Axel asked, clueless. Owen wondered if he was just playing coy or if he was really just that stupid. Knowing Axel, probably the latter.
At this point Owen was still hanging on him, but he backed off a little to give the back of Axel's head a judgmental look. "Why do you keep your eyes open when you kiss?"
Axel turned back and blinked at Owen. "What's wrong with that?"
"Dude, it's weird."
"Why?" Axel asked, annoyed.
Owen laughed a little incredulously and flopped back on the bed. "If you don't know, I can't explain it."
Axel frowned, almost pouting, and said, "Dude, what's so fucking weird about it?"
"I don't know. It's just," Owen trailed off. "What are you even looking at?"
"What?"
"What's there to even see at that angle?"
"...I don't know."
"Yeah, exactly."
Axel sighed and started rubbing the back of his neck. "I dunno, I just do it."
Owen laughed slightly, it being more of an nervous reaction than anything else. He guessed he couldn't blame Axel for it. He remember it was only a few years ago when he was Axel's age. He remembered being weird and overstimulated all the time. He laughed again, giving up on the matter already, and yanked Axel down into him.
This was what he got for hooking up with some punk, overexcited kid.
DCU Flash Rogues
Captain Boomerang II (Owen Mercer), Trickster II (Axel Walker)
Word Count: 344
Finished: idek I think mid-February 2011 lol
A/N: This is probably the dumbest thing anyone ever written but it was born from a discussion wherein I complained about people who keep their eyes open when they kiss, and about how creepy and disconcerting it was, and then I was all "HEY YOU KNOW WHO ELSE IS CREEPY AND DISCONCERTING." I threw Owen in there because of gingeynary 's suggestion, as I didn't really know who to pair Axel up with derp.
Owen leaned into Axel, pressing himself against the blond's back as he wrapped his arms around his waist. Owen rested his chin on his shoulder and Axel turned his head to look back at him. Owen took this opportunity to press his lips against Axel's, closing his eyes as they deepened the kiss.
Owen let it go on for a moment before something felt off. He opened his eyes slightly, barely squinting, and snorted in surprise into Axel's mouth upon seeing the blond's eyes wide open. He pulled away as Axel scrunched up his face in discontent.
"Jesus, Axel," Owen said in exasperation, "don't do that."
"What?" Axel whined.
"You know what," Owen replied. "Why do you do that?"
"What?"
"You know what!" Owen repeated, running a hand through his hair. "Why do you keep your eyes open?"
"Whattaya mean?" Axel asked, clueless. Owen wondered if he was just playing coy or if he was really just that stupid. Knowing Axel, probably the latter.
At this point Owen was still hanging on him, but he backed off a little to give the back of Axel's head a judgmental look. "Why do you keep your eyes open when you kiss?"
Axel turned back and blinked at Owen. "What's wrong with that?"
"Dude, it's weird."
"Why?" Axel asked, annoyed.
Owen laughed a little incredulously and flopped back on the bed. "If you don't know, I can't explain it."
Axel frowned, almost pouting, and said, "Dude, what's so fucking weird about it?"
"I don't know. It's just," Owen trailed off. "What are you even looking at?"
"What?"
"What's there to even see at that angle?"
"...I don't know."
"Yeah, exactly."
Axel sighed and started rubbing the back of his neck. "I dunno, I just do it."
Owen laughed slightly, it being more of an nervous reaction than anything else. He guessed he couldn't blame Axel for it. He remember it was only a few years ago when he was Axel's age. He remembered being weird and overstimulated all the time. He laughed again, giving up on the matter already, and yanked Axel down into him.
This was what he got for hooking up with some punk, overexcited kid.