"I'm right, aren't I?"

"No."

"You sure?"

"Yes–"

"Cuz it really seems like you wanna–"

"Jay, I don't wanna have sex with him, Jesus Christ!" Kai abruptly paused the video game and snapped his head to the left, staring daggers at his teammate.

Jay let his controller fall into his lap as he quickly raised his arms in surrender. "Ah! Okay, okay, okay!"

"Quit going on about it." The Fire Master huffed angrily. "Just because you're bored doesn't mean you can go and try to play Cupid."

"But I didn't? I-I walked in on you–"

"Fine then. Satan."

Jay furrowed his brows in offence, before a smirk krept onto his face. "Satan, huh? Is that because I'm so hot?"

"No." Kai stated bluntly. "It's because you're below everyone else and you like to wreak havoc on people." He paused. "And because no one really likes you that much."

"Zane likes me! I think…–"

"Yeah, well knowing Zane, he probably worships the devil." He resumed the game and locked his stare on the screen and the screen only. "At least you've got one fan."

"You're the one in red."

"I'm so offended. Congrats." The sarcasm dropped from his voice like venom. A silence then filled the room, aside from the clicking of the controllers and short grunts and gasps of near death gameplay.

After a while Jay spoke up, this time more quiet. "Do you… Do you actually think that Zane worships Satan…?"

"I'd put money on it."

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't like you." Cole muttered as he patted the dragon's leg comfortingly. "But you still kinda freak me out."

"You know what freaks me out?" Kai interjected as he walked up to his own dragon, dragging a lsrge trans bag full of meat behind him. "When people talk to their dragons."

The raven rolled his eyes. "Are you still triggered about earlier–"

"I'm not triggered, Cole." He grunted as he untied the bag and emptied its contents in from of the fire dragon, stepping back to give it some space. "I'm annoyed that thanks to you, Jay is convinced that I'm into dudes."

"That's not my problem." Cole leant against the wooden divider that sectioned off each dragon, arms folding over his chest. "Jay's a twat in general, Kai. You should know that by now."

"Yeah, but Jay can't keep his trap shut."

"There's like… six of us here? It doesn't matter?" He shot the younger a confused glance. "We're not even that famous? You don't have a reputation."

"But I will. People can dig up stuff about your past, Cole! That's how media works!"

"Okay, and? In case you haven't noticed, I really don't give a shit."

"Then why are you talking to me?" Kai retorted.

Cole narrowed his brows. "You said it was weird to talk to my dragon… so now I'm talking to you. You're very contradictory."

"I hate you."

"I know."