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This was stupid. He was stupid. But why couldn't Charlie stop thinking about him? He rolled onto his side, pulling his buff down over his eyes. Maybe darkness would help him go back to sleep and stop thinking about stupid fucking Rizo "Rizgod" or whatever. Annoying floppy-haired little jerk. He pulled his knees to his chest, grumbling to himself. Sleep escaped him for another 10 minutes, and he gave up, taking the buff off of his eyes. It was still dark out, and he guessed it must be the wee hours of the morning.
He stared out at nothing for a minute, mind racing with a million different thoughts. Why couldn't he just fucking sleep? Stupid Rizo stressing him out. I suppose though… If I can't sleep why should he? He considered this idea for a moment. Oh whatever, it's not like I'll be getting back to sleep anytime soon. And we have another few hours before everyone starts getting up. Might as well go bug that asshole.
Very quietly, Charlie sat up, rubbing his eyes. He crept out from the shelter, wincing as a twig snapped under his foot. He glanced back at the others, who were seemingly still fast asleep, some huddled up together for warmth, buffs over eyes. Rizo insisted on sleeping closer to the beach, curled up in a little boat. Weirdo. He duck under a tree branch and made his way over to the boat. He stopped when he got sight of it, and Rizo's body tucked up in the wooden structure. He realized this was kind of pointless. What would he even say to him?
This is so fucking stupid. He thought, but his feet carried him forward anyway. He glanced around to see if any of the camera men were following him. Thankfully not, they were probably half asleep leaning against a tree back closer to camp. He crouched beside the boat, tapping lightly. The man inside stirred and made a grumbling noise, before his head popped up. "Hm?" He mumbled groggily. Fuck fuck fuck what do I even say? "Uh… hey. Need to uh… talk." He muttered awkwardly. Rizo pushed his fingers through his hair and nodded. "Oh-kay?" He shook his head like a dog shaking off water, and sat up slowly. Lazy fucker.
Charlie took an awkward seat on the edge of the boat, and Rizo sat beside him, all too close. "What's up?" He yawned, already taking on his usual ridiculous (and probably fake) happy demeanor. Charlie was about to speak when he saw movement in front of them. Oh of fucking course the cameraman has to be here. Shit, now seriously what do I say? He thought, panicked. "I uh, did you tell anyone else about the idol?" He blurted out. The other man gave him a blank look, like 'did you seriously just wake me up to ask me that?' Charlie felt his fists clench. Stupid, stupid ass question.
"Uh… no?" Rizo said, yawning again. "I only told you and Dee." How do I make this seem purposeful? Not like I just woke him up because I couldn't get his stupid buck-tooth face out of my mind? "Yeah, I just didn't know because Jonathan was going around telling people about the idol and I just thought, you know?" Perfect, cause some drama. Rizo's eyebrows shot up. Don't see through me, don't see through me. He prayed silently. "Really? Wow man, that's crazy." He sounded disbelieving, but played along for some reason for another 10 minutes, until the cameraman graciously left.
They sat in awkward silence for a minute or two, Charlie focusing very hard on the water and not the way their knees bumped. As to not annoy himself of course, this guy clearly didn't know shit about personal space. He was holding himself rigidly still, fists still clenched in his lap. Until Rizo had the nerve to shoulder bump him lightly. He turned towards the asshole, about to tell him off, but he was grinning. "So? Why'd you actually wake me up?" He nudged Charlie again. "What the fuck do you mean?" He seethed, trying hard not to shout right in stupid, smiling idiot's face.
Rizo only grinned bigger.
"I mean you were clearly bullshitting your way through whatever that was with the camera guy. So what did you actually come over to talk about?" He froze. "I… uh…" The weirdo had the audacity to wave his hand in front of his face, and nudge him again. "Earth to Charlie? Did I break you?" He laughed quietly. That snapped something in Charlie, and he shoved him back, hard. Rizo fell back slightly, catching himself on the other side of the little boat. "Yeah?" He asked after a second, his stupid asshole smile returning quickly. "Fine, we can play like that." He lurched forward, throwing his body weight at him. The force knocked Charlie off the edge of the boat, and they fell into the sand with a grunt. His elbow hit his rib cage, and the grappled on the ground for a minute, sand and limbs going everywhere.
"Fucking asshole!" Charlie hissed, coughing as some sand got into his mouth. They stopped thrashing around so much, both of them panting hard. As he caught his breath, he was suddenly all to aware of Rizo's body overtop of his own. "Will you get off me." He growled, shoving up at the other man's chest. Rizo caught his wrist and pulled it off him, pinning it to the sand. "What the fuck-" His mouth fell open. "Do you promise not to hit me again if I let you get up?" He said, smiling once again. Charlie glared at him, face hot with anger. "Fine." He agreed reluctantly,through gritted teeth, giving that jerk the fiercest glare he could.
"Good." He said, and rolled off top of him, releasing his wrist. He sat beside him, still too fucking close. Charlie stayed on his back for a second to long, before sitting up quickly. He tried wiping the sand off his mouth, but the stupid gritty little pieces kept getting stuck. Rizo took off his buff and handed it to him. "What's this for?" He asked incredulously. "To wipe the sand off?" He laughed. "Unless you need me to do it for you." He flashed a wolfish grin. Is he… poking fun at me? The thought got him all annoyed again, and he pushed Rizo's hand away. "I don't need your gross ass buff." He grumbled, going back to trying to use his shirt and hands. Unfortunately, both were still covered in sand, and his buff was back at the shelter.
"Just take it." Rizo sighed. "Get over yourself." Charlie couldn't help himself. That dumbass was pissing him off, again. He pushed him in shoulder, harder this time. Fuck whatever stupid agreement they had made, this idiot needed to shut up. Rizo grabbed his arm and shoved him back into the sand. "Seriously dude, what's your problem?" He asked, holding him firmer when Charlie tried to knee him in the stomach. "Can you just chill?" The nerve. "Maybe if you weren't such a dick I wouldn't have a problem."
"What did I even do to you?!" He asked, exasperated. "I- Well for one you're annoying and uh- I-" He sputtered. "And? Is that all?" No, it's not, but I can't get the words together when you have me pinned to the ground. He just shook his head, a little dazed. "Um-" Was all he managed to say. "Poetic." The other man said flatly. He shifted to one side, about to release him. A surge of panic rushed through Charlie, and for some reason he wanted Rizo to stay like this. He used his free and to grab the his shoulder and pull him back.
"What?" Rizo asked, redistributing his weight to where it was before, propped above Charlie. He just laid their, mouth hanging open like a fish. "Um- I just… uh-" He fumbled for words. "You're hopeless." The darker haired man snickered. "Oh shut the fuck up you…" He didn't manage to finish the sentence. His mind was kind of blanking.
"You good?" Glittering eyes peered down at him. His face felt like it was burning up. "No you're… I don't know." He trailed off, frustrated. "I'm what? Shockingly handsome and you don't know what to do with yourself?" Rizo said dramatically. "Well…no, well..." This is so fucking stupid. "Can you just-" The words felt like nails dragging out of his throat. "Can you just fucking kiss me?"
A few seconds passed, before Rizo let out a short, sharp laugh. "Yeah, you're really fucking hopeless."
"I'm not I-"
A mouth pressed to his, hot and harsh. He froze underneath him, before his body responded, kissing him back needily. Didn't think he was actually gonna- His thoughts were cut off by a tongue pressed to the seam of his mouth, and he gave up trying to be rational. Charlie opened his mouth embarrassingly easy for him, his hands shifting under Rizo's grip. The other man leaned back and let his hands go, and Charlie to the opportunity to grasp at his hair.
Rizo's teeth pressed at his lip, and a stupid noise slipped out of him. He could feel the bastard grinning at that, and it made him want to punch him again. But this, he could grudgingly admit, was better.
A branch snapped all to close to them, and in an instant, Rizo was off of him, laying on his back in the sand beside him. He crossed one leg over the other, leaning back casually as if nothing had happened. Charlie lay there, dumbfounded, brain still fuzzy. "Sit up you idiot." Rizo hissed, punching him in the arm lightly. Right fuck that would be smart. He scrambled to sit up, leaning back on his hands. He wiped his mouth, just as Cirie walked out over to them.
"Hey you two." She smiled, sitting down beside Rizo. The two started up a conversation, that despite being in whispers, was all too lively for him. Thankfully, they didn't try to make him talk too much, he just nodded occasionally or said "yeah" and "uh huh." He sat up further, pulling his knees to his chest and only half listening to the other two speak. Pretty much the only thought running through his head was, what the fuck just happened. Also a very clear memory of Rizo's mouth on his that he couldn't seem to stop replaying.
After what seemed like forever, Cirie got up and left. He gave a her a half-hearted wave and a smile. The minute she disappeared, he flopped back in the sand with a sigh.
"Fuck." He groaned, putting his hands over his eyes.
"Well. That was fun." Rizo yawned.
"You're such an asshole." Charlie opened his eyes, glaring. The other man met him with an infuriating grin. "I sure am." He had the nerve to pat his chest. He leaned over, pressing a quick kiss to his mouth. Before Charlie even had time to react, it was over.
"What the-" He sputtered, sitting up quickly.
"Have a good day Charlie." Rizo got up, turning to walk off. "Or don't." He added with a grin. He watched him walk away, dumbfounded.
"Dick." He muttered, touching a finger to his lips.