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Blood Rush

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"BOYS NIGHT!!" Ragh shouts, the sound echoing through the dark graveyard behind Mordred Manor. 

"BOYS NIGHT!!" returns Fabian, equally as enthusiastic, as he rolls up with Riz on the Hangman. They're both blushing to the tips of their ears and determinedly not looking at each other as Riz unwraps his arms from around Fabian's torso and slides off his seat. Gorgug shakes his head incredulously at them. 

"So, we starting this game, or what?" says Zayn, twirling the Bloodrush ball from his perch on his gravestone. Gorgug briefly wonders how Zayn is keeping a hold of that thing given he's a ghost and all but it's making his brain hurt so he stops. 

"Yeah, let's start!" Ragh grins. 

They split teams and Riz offers to be referee since he absolutely bombs at Bloodrush. It's him and Zayn against Ragh and Fabian, which he thought would put them at a disadvantage since again: Zayn's pretty skinny and also incorporeal, but he proves to be surprisingly dexterous on the field, darting and weaving expertly through the headstones and ducking at just the right moments. It's down to the last round and their score's basically even, Ragh's got the ball and he's running through a clear stretch of graveyard and basically begging to get tackled so he does just that, and they go flying and skid to a halt in front of a gravestone whose name Gorgug can't be bothered to read, and they're wrestling around for what seems like ages in a mess of limbs on the damp earth but he shoves all his weight onto Ragh and in one opportune moment, Ragh topples to the ground. Gorgug is centimeters away from his face. He can feel his heart pounding under his skin as his traitorous brain decides that this is a great time to bring up what happened the last time they were this close. Ragh is staring up at him, wide-eyed, his body completely still, the arm holding the Bloodrush ball going limp in Gorgug's grip. His breath falls out in steady puffs that blow warm air onto Gorgug's face, his mouth going slack. Gorgug stares at it hard. It would be so easy to just lean in and… 

"TOUCHDOWN!" 

The sound of Fabian's voice slices through the tension like a knife and Gorgug and Ragh both jump a mile high and rush off one another. He realises the ball is indeed no longer in Ragh's hand. Fabian must've snagged it while they were… doing whatever it is they were doing. Gods. What were they doing. What was HE doing?! Fucking GODS he almost kissed Ragh Barkrock. He can hear Zayn and Riz furiously whispering something to Fabian in the background but his head is spinning too much to parse the words. He doesn't even dare look over at Ragh. He's grateful when Jawbone calls them all in for dessert. It gives him an excuse to slip away into the house without talking to anyone. Fuck. He needs to talk to Fig about this.