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       of course he hadn’t meant it. if there’s really anyone kennedy’s cared about, it’s christopher, but his own ego refuses to give him the satisfaction of knowing that in this moment. “ i’m no stranger to using adorable good looks to get what i want. it may have worked before, but i’m stronger now. ” when did kenny become such a liar? he excuses it by telling himself the truth would only cause more trouble –- tomatoes are not a good excuse to dig up old issues with your ex, and the setting to do so, if any, is most definitely not the grocery store. the apology he gets is sarcastic, but even so, the defeat suddenly doesn’t feel so sweet. his way of rubbing it in has obviously gone a smidge too far, and his face falls into a frown that’s much more contrite than it is angry. he blinks and steps back defensively at the sudden resurgence of anger, clearing his throat before he speaks to make sure it doesn’t sound as weak as he feels. “ last i checked you used to like that about me. not only the fact that i am an ass, but, y’know, the thing itself too. ” he feels his face go hot at the realization that his pettiness has gotten to such an embarrassing state. he won’t fully concede, but the longer this drags on, the more he starts to feel absolutely stupid about it. he clears his throat again, eyes dropping to the bleak tiles below them before he mumbles. “ if you think i’m such a demon for taking them, let’s just split them. i don’t need this many tomatoes tonight, anyway. ” dinner for one, of course. 

            he  doesn’t  really  know  where  the  the  sudden  surge  of  an  attitude  came  from  ,  but  christopher  didn’t  have  an  ill  feelings  towards  kennedy  .  he  didn’t  have  many  exes  ,  and  he  definitely  didn’t  have  many  bitter  exes  to  deal  with  ,  so  christopher  did  feel  bad  for  the  sudden  anger  that  he  felt  in  this  current  moment  .  ‘  that  sounds  like  a  lie  ,  but  i’ll  let  you  have  that  one  .  ’  clearly  the  argument  over  tomatoes  is  hiding  the  true  conversation  that  hasn’t  been  brought  to  light  yet  ,  and  as  much  as  they  desperately  need  to  find  that  closure  ,  there’s  no  way that  christopher  was  going  to  be  the  one  to  bring  it  up  .  his  stomach  twists  into  an  unexpected  knot  and  shoves  his  hand  into  the  pocket  of  his  jacket  to  hide  how  much  it’s  sweating  .  he  takes  in  a  deep  breath  ,  and  hopes  that  the  heat  that’s  creeping  up  the  back  of  his  neck  will  subside  .  now  he’s  consumed  by  embarrassment  ,  and  the  knot  in  his  stomach  continues  to  coil  .  ‘  oh  ,  fuck  off  .  ’  is  the  best  thing  he  can  come  up  with  ,  as  the  cat  got  his  tongue  .  being  the  way  that  he  is  ,  christopher’s  not  going  to  accept  the  handout  that  kennedy  offers  ,  and  instead  makes  a  poorly  though  out  decision  to  grab  two  random  tomatoes  from  the  pile  on  display  .  ‘  no  ,  thanks  ,  ’  christopher  huffs  and  carefully  drops  the  fruit  down  into  the  plastic  bag  .  ‘  by  all  means  ,  take  the  tomatoes  and  enjoy  them  .  seems  as  though  you  need  them  quite  desperately  .  i’ll  make  do  .  ’

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        “ because i don’t care what you want. ” probably a lie in the grand scheme of things, but in this moment, kennedy can honestly say he is not willing to fork it over. although he somehow manages to keep his mouth in a tight line, kenny blinks back at christopher before the corner of his lip tilts into a frown. “ stop pouting, it’s not going to work. ” he mutters, willing his rock solid willpower to stay put. it’s the first interaction they’ve had in a while, and kennedy isn’t entirely prepared for it, but god forbid he let it show. on the plus side, his habit of petty argument is the perfect mask for any ulterior meaning, anything of substance seeping below the surface. he can feel the fire of irritation burning bright in his belly, though it’s nearly dosed by the idea that the tomatoes are in his hands. “ good. they were mine from the beginning, christopher, and you know what? maybe i will. ” it’d be a clear cut case of exes bickering if it weren’t for the fact that both of them were like this with anyone on any given day. he should stop at the win, but kennedy has never been good at drawing healthy lines, so he wags his finger for emphasis. “ just for being a pest about it, i’m going to send you a photo of it when i’m finished. enjoy your frozen pizza.  ” 

            christopher  scoffs  .  ‘  that  sounds  about  right  .  ’  the  words  sting  a  little  more  than  he  had  been  expecting  ,  so  he  picks  at  his  jacket  for  a  second  ,  pretending  as  though  he  was  searching  for  literally  anything  .  who  would  have  thought  that  a  fruit  could  cause  such  commotion  ?  ‘  yeah  ,  well  if  i  remember  correctly  it  used  to  do  the  trick  .  ’  he’s  shrugging  his  shoulders  then  ,  and  brushes  his  slightly  unruly  hair  out  of  his  eyes  .  chris  didn’t  expect  to  run  into  him  ,  and  he  didn’t  expect  to  get  into  a  bickering  match  with  him  either  .  the  two  always  had  such  a  strange  dynamic  in  terms  of  their  relationship  ,  but  it  was  one  that  worked  for  them  until  they  could  no  longer  deal  with  it  anymore  .  he  sinks  his  teeth  into  his  lower  lip  .  ‘  okay  ,  i  get  it  ,  kennedy  .  the  tomatoes  were  yours  first  and  i’m  sorry  ,  ’  his  tone  is  slathered  in  sarcasm  ,  and  he  turns  on  his  heel  slightly  to  get  ready  to  leave  .  he’s  probably  gone  red  in  the  face  ,  and  his  eyes  narrow  to  slits  when  kennedy  speaks  again  .  ‘  god  ,  you’re  such  an  ass  sometimes  !  don’t  you  have  anything  else  to  do  other  than  be  petty  about  some  goddamned  tomatoes  ?  take  your  precious  possessions  and  shove  ‘em  up  your  ass  .  they  should  fit  nicely  right  alongside  that  giant  head  of  yours  .  ’

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      “ i don’t want the bigger ones. if they’re so fine and dandy, then you should go get them. ” the insistence of his nickname only adds fuel to the fire, and kenny’s eyes narrow dangerously. he could say a lot of wicked things here, a million to hit below the belt, but he wouldn’t –- couldn’t, even –- because as petty as he is, he doesn’t have it in him to hurt christopher like that. especially over tomatoes. “ since you’re so smart, i’m sure you can figure out a way to use something else. ” maybe there’s more to their argument than the basket of little fruit, or maybe there isn’t. kennedy isn’t the most self-aware person in the world, so it’s beyond him whether he wants cherry tomatoes that badly, whether it’s a metaphor for something deeper, or whether he just feels in the mood to argue regardless. “ you do think you’re special. your dinner isn’t more important than mine. i’m hungry. and you know i like these best. ” he huffs and doesn’t hesitate at the minor concession, snatching the rest of the tomatoes from christopher without blinking twice. “ fine. i will take them. i’m making tomato-basil, and it’s going to be twice as delicious now. ”

                ‘  i  don’t  want  the  bigger  tomatoes  and  you  know  it  .  why  won’t  you  just  let  me  have  ‘em  ,  huh  ?  ’  christopher  allows  himself  to  pout  and  tilts  his  head  a  bit  .  granted  ,  he’s  trying  his  best  to  mess  with  his  ex  ,  and  although  doing  so  in  the  middle  of  a  grocery  store  isn’t  the  best  setting  for  such  dramatics  ,  christopher  will  take  what  he  can  get  .  ‘  i  do  consider  myself  to  be  quite  smart  ,  so  i’m  sure  that  you  could  also  determine  what  else  to  do  without  your  beloved  cherry  tomatoes  !  ’  his  tone  is  quite  teasing  ,  and  there’s  a  gentle  grin  falling  from  his  features  as  he  notices  himself  becoming  a  bit  worked  up  .  his  jaw  tightened  a  bit  ,  and  he  really  wants  to  know  if  this  argument  (  or  whatever  it’s  called  )  is  really  about  cherry  tomatoes  or  if  it’s  about  the  things  that  were  left  unsaid  when  they  decided  to  end  their  relationship  .  either  way  it  goes  ,  christopher  is  finding  himself  to  become  quite  annoyed  .  ‘  fine  ,  whatever  !  the  tomatoes  are  yours  since  they  clearly  mean  so  much  to  you  .  at  the  risk  of  sounding  like  a  six  year  old  ,  why  don’t  you  just  go  ahead  and  marry  ‘em  ?  ’  he  releases  the  food  once  it’s  in  kennedy’s  grip  ,  and  when  he  hears  that  he’s  making  the  same  thing  as  him  ,  christopher  nearly  wants  to  scream  .  ‘  sure  ,  whatever  .  ’

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       maybe it’s the fact that the words are coming from his ex, or maybe it’s the fact that kennedy can’t be told no without transforming into his final menace form, but his nose wrinkles in anger regardless. “ if they’re just tomatoes, then give them to me! make something else. and it’s kennedy to you. ” the two of them are two peas in a pod the way they have a habit of being a dog with a bone. neither of them are going to give up anything easily, kennedy knows that much.  they’ve never been particularly good at giving up anything they want, and even when they don’t want it, they’ll argue simply for the sake of it. it’s enough to give anyone a migraine, especially now when their forces are aimed individually at everyone, including each other. “ i just went to the atm because their machine is down.  you know i love cherry tomatoes. if you wanted to spite me, mission accomplished. ” leave it to kenny and his big ego to think christopher’s interest in the same tomatoes is purely based on wanting to exact some sort of silly revenge. childish. absolutely childish. “ and what? i don’t eat? you aren’t special, christopher, now give me my tomatoes and nobody gets hurt. ” 

            christopher’s  face  immediately  scrunches  as  he  bites  down  into  his  lower  lip  .  ‘  but  i  want  them  !  what’s  so  wrong  with  getting  the  bigger  ones  ?  you  may  have  seen  them  first  but  they’re  in  my  hands  !  god  ,  alright  kenny  .  ’  despite  the  end  of  their  relationship  ,  it’s  evident  that  their  bickering  was  never  going  to  go  anywhere  .  it  was  what  defined  them  when  they  were  together  ,  and  clearly  it  was  bound  for  them  to  continue  with  it  .  they  could  go  back  and  forth  until  they  were  both  blue  in  the  face  about  what  they  were  bickering  over  ,  and  sometimes  they  could  forget  what  the  subject  was  about  anyways  .  his  eyes  instinctively  roll  and  tightens  his  grip  on  the  basket  .  ‘  i’m  not  trying  to  spite  you  but  i  want  to  make  dinner  and  these  are  easiest  to  use  ,  ’  he  can’t  believe  he’s  bickering  over  goddamned  cherry  tomatoes  .  he  huffs  and  doesn’t  take  his  eyes  off  of  the  taller  male  .  ‘  what  the  fuck  are  you  talking  about  ?  first  i’m  getting  tomatoes  out  of  spite  and  now  you’re  saying  i  think  i’m  special  ?  over  tomatoes  ?  what  the  fuck  --  just  take  them  ,  damn  .  ’

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      it’s amazing how much energy kennedy has in him to tend to his habit of pettiness and maintain a 4.0 and get done everything else there is to do in a twenty-four hour day. his frown is deep and carved right in, unwavering as a sure sign of displeasure. “ you can’t just take the last basket of cherry tomatoes. ” he spits, hands already reaching to rip it from the other. he looks to the clerk and tips his head, prepared to buy their defence. “ go on, tell them i already came and just went to get some cash. i was here first and they’re mine. ” when the other doesn’t seem keen on letting them go, kenny huffs with anger. how dare they think just because they showed up after him they can take whatever they want? and why didn’t the clerk tell them? it’s pure injustice. he opts for plucking a few tomatoes out of the basket instead, eyes narrowing as draws his tongue across them messily before dumping them back in. “ well, if i can’t have them, neither can you. maybe you should learn to follow the rules of order. ” who would’ve thought the farmer’s market to get so heated so early on in the day?

            in  all  honesty  ,  christopher  doesn’t  cook  very  often  .  most  of  the  time  ,  it’s  whatever  he  can  get  from  the  dining  hall  before  closing  or  whatever  he  can  whip  up  out  of  the  ...  lack  of  food  in  his  fridge  .  today  ,  though  ,  he  had  been  craving  some  homemade  tomato - basil  so  a  quick  stop  to  the  grocery  store  before  he  headed  home  seemed  like  a  quality  plan  .  he’s  not  paying  much  attention  to  anything  as  he  moves  through  the  grocery  store  ,  dropping  his  needed  ingredients  down  into  the  hand  basket  without  so  much  of  a  second  thought  .  christopher  nabs  the  last  basket  of  cherry  tomatoes  ,  and  most  definitely  would  have  been  sad  had  he  not  been  able  to  find  them  (  as  he  had  no  desire  to  make  a  second  stop  after  leaving  )  .  however  ,  a  familiar  timber  immediately  wipes  the  small  grin  off  of  his  face  as  he  turns  around  .  ‘  they’re  just  tomatoes  ,  kenny  .  ’  there’s  a  soft  grin  on  his  features  .  he’s  a  bit  stunned  when  the  other  male  takes  a  few  from  the  basket  and  his  jaw  drops  slightly  .  ‘  hey  !  you  can’t  just  take  the  tomatoes  because  you  lucked  out  .  if  you  wanted  them  so  bad  you  should  have  bought  them  when  you  saw  them  !  i  have  dinner  to  make  .  ’

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Cruel Intentions (1999) dir. Roger Kumble

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