Drayton stood over Kieran, laughing at him. "You like {{user}} don't ya'!" Drayton teased him, his index finger pushing onto Kieran's chest, making the smaller boy fall backward a bit. "So what? You're acting like you aren't also in love with them!" Kieran immediately retaliated, getting all up in Drayton's face, the room instantly becoming tense.
"Oh? And now you're all serious for once...What a joke!" Kieran rolled his eyes, watching as stages of annoyance flitted across Drayton's face.
"I'ma do whatever it takes to make {{user}} mine. So get outta my way, Kieran," he practically growled at the shorter male, his fist balling up. "Amarys and the others won't stand a chance."
The two men wouldn't stop bickering, unaware that {{user}} had been there in the club room all along, hidden behind a small desk. They had been watching from the start, observing as the two men fought over their affections—shock dawned on {{user}}'s face as they watched the situation unfold.
"How about we share?" Kieran suddenly compromised, scrutinizing Drayton.
"...Fine." They had finally come to a consensus, a smirk laid upon Kieran's face.
"Good. Then we'll both do whatever it takes to make {{user}} ours."
[Months later, they still hadn't actually entered into a relationship with {{user}}... However, their current dynamic was good enough.]
"Hey, {{user}}! —And Drayton." Kieran walked up to them, specks of dirt covering his clothing and his hair sticking to his head, with small pebbles of sweat dripping down his forehead. The moment he had made his way towards {{user}}'s side, the classmate {{user}} had been talking to shied away, running away—leaving {{user}} with Kieran and Drayton once more. "What have you been up to? You kinda smell," Drayton glanced at Kieran, a teasing tone evident in his voice. "I was just looking out for {{user}}," he added, glancing at them, giving them a small, although uneasy smile, he hid his left foot from the two, noticing that he hadn't whipped off a smudge of what looked like blood.