#eli x demetri

You look, act and do all that with your sibling. I- okay let me just *dials 911* ☝️

Tell me something I don’t know ☝️ writers be playing more then theses haters ‍♀️

When you see a movie that came out years ago and see a ship you like and realize you will never get content of them again

Me when my ship gets close and stare at each other’s lips ☝️

I’m over here just trying not to scream

Then the writers start playing with your feels ‍♀️ ouch-

Me every time something related to my ship happens and I start to clown out ‍♀️

okay so since im still in pre-Hawk territory in my own fanfic (shameless self plug :) it’s binary boys on ao3) and nowhere close to having them be happy and in love I’m gonna write some random fluff bc that’s what i need rn.

Demetri wasn’t sure where he and Eli stood in public. Sure, behind closed doors, they were friends again, or a little more than friends ever since they spent an hour making out on Demetri’s bed a couple weeks before and done the same pretty much every day since. But even still, when Eli said he wanted to take Demetri to the beach, Demetri wasn’t quite sure what to expect.

But now it was just the two of them sharing a beach towel reading comics. It was exactly what Demetri had missed when Eli had disappeared and Hawk had taken his place. All he had wanted was for Eli to come back and he had, although he was different. They both were.

Demetri found himself staring over at Eli now, his hair messy and unstyled. It was purple now, Demetri had dyed it for him. His hands had been stained for days (because how was he supposed to know that dye was permanent?) but he hadn’t cared. Other people could see it and would know that it was his careful hands in Eli’s hair. They would know that Eli was his, for now at least.

Eli caught him staring and grinned. He stood, pulled his shirt off, and held out his hand to Demetri. “Let’s go for a swim,” he said.

Demetri reluctantly took his own shirt off before allowing Eli to pull him up. He tried to disentangle their hands, but Eli squeezed gently and laced their fingers together instead. Their hands swung gently between them as they walked down to the ocean.

Eli kept leading them into deeper and deeper water until it was half way up Demetri’s chest. “I feel like you’re trying to feed me to a shark,” he said, half joking. Demetri typically wasn’t a fan of water deeper than a foot.

“I’m not, I promise. I have something else in mind,” Eli replied with a smile.

“Okay, that’s kinda of ominous-” Demetri’s words were cut short by Eli pulling Demetri down to his own height and kissing him. Demetri took a moment to respond, but then he wrapped his arms around Eli’s waist.

And then Eli pulled them under the water. Both of them immediately realized how bad of an idea this was. They returned to the surface seconds later, coughing and sputtering.

“Holy shit my nose burns,” Demetri said, but he was smiling like an idiot.

“I thought it would be like romantic or some shit but I was clearly very wrong,” Eli laughed.

“But. Why?”

Eli’s face fell. “Why what?”

“Why did you kiss me? In front of people?” Demetri immediately regretted how childish he sounded.

A knot formed in Eli’s stomach. “Oh. I didn’t know you didn’t want that, I’m sorry.” Eli started to turn to walk back to the beach but Demetri grabbed his arm, desperate to keep him there.

“Wait, no. That came out wrong. I just thought that you didn’t want it. But I did. I do.”

“What do you mean you thought I didn’t want it? I thought this was a date. Or maybe I just wanted it to be one.” Eli looked at the ocean, the beach, the sky. Anywhere but Demetri.

“This was a date?” Demetri asked, dumbfounded.

“I mean obviously not if you don’t want it to be,” Eli said, defeated.

Then Demetri started laughing and for a moment Eli was scared he was laughing at him, but then Demetri pulled him to his chest and said, “For two people so smart, we are some stupid motherfuckers.”

Eli laughed too, and after a moment they pulled apart and walked back to the beach hand in hand. “So. Does this mean you want to be boyfriends?” Demetri asked with a tone of genuine anxiety.

Eli smiled. “Oh definitely not. All those times I kissed you, I meant it in a friend way.” He shoved Demetri playfully. “Of course I want to, dumbass.”

“Me too. But I’m guessing you knew that.” They sat back down on the beach towel.

“You kiss pretty enthusiastically so I had I pretty good idea.” Eli grinned a crooked grin.

“Oh my god,” Demetri said, burying his face in his hands. “Was it really bad?” he asked, face red not just from sun burn.

“I’m just messing with you. It was perfect.”

Eli opened his arms and Demetri buried his face in Eli’s shoulder. And for once, he was entirely at peace.

from what i can tell the consensus seems to be that eli and demetri 100% kissed without realizing that wasn’t just a best friend thing when they were younger and i honestly love that so much

you’re laughing? hawk looked so sad while watching y4smine and demetri together and you’re laughing?