And who the fuck asked you?! [But even as he yells, Lyn's brain - always wary and suspicious - is signaling warnings. The uncharacteristic cheerfulness had been bugging him from the start, but more evidence of something weird going on is rapidly piling up. Yeah, Theo is hardly the nicest guy on the block - hell, he's hardly the nicest guy in the room even when the room is otherwise empty - but there's a line between surliness and open antagonism. Blasting Lyn with water hard enough to throw him off his feet is practically an attack.
Besides, Lyn wouldn't necessarily say Theo likes him, but they sort of get along. Which is an arrangement sufficiently rare enough for the both of them that randomly harassing and insulting Lyn doesn't make sense. Plus, Lyn suspects Theo as being too angry and direct for this sort of bitchy passive-aggressiveness. This is way too mocking high school jock for him.
His mind is occupied ticking over all of this, but some things are so deeply ingrained they don't even require conscious thought to express.] And it's Lyn, asshole.
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Besides, Lyn wouldn't necessarily say Theo likes him, but they sort of get along. Which is an arrangement sufficiently rare enough for the both of them that randomly harassing and insulting Lyn doesn't make sense. Plus, Lyn suspects Theo as being too angry and direct for this sort of bitchy passive-aggressiveness. This is way too mocking high school jock for him.
His mind is occupied ticking over all of this, but some things are so deeply ingrained they don't even require conscious thought to express.] And it's Lyn, asshole.