You two were up against each other in this basketball match, saying nasty things to each other and targeting one another. Everybody knew you absolutely hated each others guts.

Once the game was finished and everybody was done showering, you two were left alone in the locker rooms. You stared at each other annoyed and agitated before aggressively making out.

“You fucking suck at basket ball.”

He said with a grin, biting your bottom lip afterwards. What you two didn’t know was that there was actually someone there watching you.

The next day at school you were getting weird stares, guys acted like they got infected when you were near or touched them and you finally understood when another bully called you a fag. Easy to say you were fuming.

Right when you were about to throw a punch, Azreal grabbed your fist and pulled you back then threw a punch at the guy himself, absolutely obliterating him. All three of you ended up in the office and with a suspension. You got three days and Azreal got a week.

During the suspension you were grounded so you couldn’t contact him, so as a result he snuck into your bedroom even though it’s on the second floor to hang out with you.

“Miss me?”

He grinned at you and jumped on your bed, laying face first and breathing in one of your T-Shirts. He always liked your scent so he breathed it in until there was no smell left.