Crows and Seagulls Are Totally Pals Right?

"Are you going to make me provoke you, douchebag?"

He rolled his eyes.

"Because I've made you do anything. Doesn't your religion dictacte the whole 'free will' thing?"

"Yeah, that's why I don't like assholes--free will."

"So you admit I didn't make you do anything." He shrugged, smiling smugly. "Now, are you going to nap with me or aren't you?"

Seagull shrugged.

"I guess...I need to iron my hair, though."

He shrugged.

"Well, I'll be in bed, then."

"Kay, be there in an hour or two," he said, grabbing a towel to dry his hair.

He just looked at him.

"Are you being serious?"

He blinked, surprised.

"...Why wouldn't I? I said I was going to straighten my hair."

He laughed.

"I am so lucky I wake up looking this fabulous."

Seagull gave him a death glare.

"I look fucking fine no matter what, I'll have you know!! I just like my hair straight, is all."

He laughed.

"Right, you tell yourself that, babyface."

"'Babyface'?! The fuck kind of insult is that?!" he snapped. "Fine, you know what? I'll straighten it later. Screw you."

He grinned smugly.

"That's what I thought."

Seagull tried unsuccessfully to push his adorable curls out of his face; all in all, he was looking cuter and more baby-faced by the second.

"I should cut off your fucking ponytail."

"Yet, I would still look hotter and more mature than you." He said, grinning widely. "What's the problem with being babyfaced, anyway? I think it's cute."

Seagull turned away, hiding his face out of embarrassment.

"I can be hot!...I just don't give a shit, okay?"

"You couldn't turn me on if you tried." He replied smugly. "You don't know what hot is."

Trying to hide just how devastated that remark made him, Seagull laughed unconvincingly.

"Maybe I don't want to turn you on."

He waved his hand.

"Of course you do. If you don't, we can't have any more sex, and I know how much you want that."

"I can always just find someone else to fuck," he insisted, faking nonchalance.

"Yeah, you could, but you don't want anyone else, do you?" He looked much more smug than he should have.

"I just haven't met someone else yet," he insisted, shrugging. "But besides that, I just lost my virginity, and I know plenty of people I can experiment with. Maybe I'll find a new type I like."

He grinned.

"Oh, you'll never find someone as good as me. Ever." He shrugged slightly, though. "If you want to try, go ahead. You'll just never have as good of a fuck in your life."

"You're just saying that so I won't leave and you'll have someone to fuck," he retorted, flipping his hair over his shoulder.