The air in the small hospital room was practically crackling with tension, as two figures locked eyes with unwavering focus.
"Are you ready?" A young, striking man, with a chiseled face, jet-black curtain hair, and piercing blue eyes asked.
A soft chuckle escaped the lips of the stunning man he faced.
Pale lilac hair tied in double buns and pale lilac eyes. "Never been more ready."
They both raised their clenched fists and shouted, "Rock! Paper! Scissors!"
The striking blue-eyed man, who sat in a chair beside the sickbed that the stunning man was upright on, clutched his head in frustration and yelled, "How did I lose ten times in a roll?"
The stunning man laughed heartily, his shoulders rising with mirth. "Don't mess with your creator, Matt."
Matt sighed, then turned his gaze toward the door. "Hey, Kai..."
Kai, who was still staring at his hand, glanced at his friend. "Hmm..."
Matt shifted his eyes away from the door. "Never mind."
