For the Team
Rating: R
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Wiccan, Hulkling, Patriot
Notes: Fanfic100 prompt #26-Teammates
Warnings: Nudity, Self-pleasure
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
026: Teammates
Eli sighed and backed out of Billy’s bedroom. He honestly hadn’t meant to walk in on him masturbating… Again.
"Wouldja knock?" Billy yelled, scrambling for his pants.
"Couldja not do that when you know I’m coming over?" Eli snapped back.
"…Sorry." Billy sounded horrendously embarrassed.
A moment passed before he opened the door to let Eli in.
"What did you want to talk about?" Billy asked.
"This thing with Teddy has got to stop or change or something," Eli informed him. "Iron Lad and I both feel that it is hurting your performance."
There was a long, cold, pregnant pause.
"What thing with Teddy?" Billy asked bluntly. "I don’t have a thing with Teddy."
"You know what I’m talking about."
They glared at each other for a moment. Billy dropped his gaze first and fiddled with a chain on the nightstand.
"Dude, like, come out, or something," Eli said finally.
"And what?" Billy demanded. "Have him avoid me for the rest of our lives? Thanks, but I’d rather not become a pariah in the eyes of someone I really like.""
Billy’s eyes were shinier than they should have been. He was shaking the shake of the intensely furious. Eli sighed and mentally smacked himself.
"Look, man, just do something. If you won’t do it for yourself, do it for the team."
Eli stood up and headed for the door. He heard it click shut behind him as something heavy hit it. That, he decided was his cue to escape.
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Wiccan, Hulkling, Patriot
Notes: Fanfic100 prompt #26-Teammates
Warnings: Nudity, Self-pleasure
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
026: Teammates
Eli sighed and backed out of Billy’s bedroom. He honestly hadn’t meant to walk in on him masturbating… Again.
"Wouldja knock?" Billy yelled, scrambling for his pants.
"Couldja not do that when you know I’m coming over?" Eli snapped back.
"…Sorry." Billy sounded horrendously embarrassed.
A moment passed before he opened the door to let Eli in.
"What did you want to talk about?" Billy asked.
"This thing with Teddy has got to stop or change or something," Eli informed him. "Iron Lad and I both feel that it is hurting your performance."
There was a long, cold, pregnant pause.
"What thing with Teddy?" Billy asked bluntly. "I don’t have a thing with Teddy."
"You know what I’m talking about."
They glared at each other for a moment. Billy dropped his gaze first and fiddled with a chain on the nightstand.
"Dude, like, come out, or something," Eli said finally.
"And what?" Billy demanded. "Have him avoid me for the rest of our lives? Thanks, but I’d rather not become a pariah in the eyes of someone I really like.""
Billy’s eyes were shinier than they should have been. He was shaking the shake of the intensely furious. Eli sighed and mentally smacked himself.
"Look, man, just do something. If you won’t do it for yourself, do it for the team."
Eli stood up and headed for the door. He heard it click shut behind him as something heavy hit it. That, he decided was his cue to escape.