Something More Than Jealousy (A CheshireKidFlash Drabble)

             He smirked, a cat and his prey; it was too easy – she always left herself so vulnerable. His eyes glanced over her; arms crossed and eyes narrowed – ready to attack him if he makes a wrong move. Biting his lip he slowly approaches her, “You know,” he circles around her stiff frame, “this would be the easiest way for the two of us to get what we want… You could make him jealous and I…” he looks her in the eyes, “I could get her to acknowledge my existence.”

“Why would I help you?” She spat, disgusted by his proposition. They were supposed to annoy Apollo, not make him want to barf. Plus she couldn’t do that to Rory. Even if she wouldn’t admit it to herself, she knew that deep down, maybe way deep down Rory really did like him. She glanced over at Cheshire – he was extremely attractive though… more defined than Apollo; probably due to age. Plus that damn grin, that well named Cheshire grin; when it spread across his face she couldn’t help but blush.

His face nears hers, “Easy, because you have something to gain. Plus, what’s life without a little fun?” His gaze flickers towards the door, that text that he sent both Apollo and Rory must have worked, and without a second thought he presses his lips to hers.

Willow’s eyes widen in surprise, what is he doing? She tries to push him away, but is drawn into the kiss and can’t help but kiss back. Her head spins, why did this feel so good, she liked Apollo – she wanted to make him jealous, and yet here she was kissing his brother. The blonde furiously stormed across the room and ripped the two of them apart.

“              What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” He snarled, pushing his brother away from Willow.

Cheshire grinned, “I was just kissing my girlfriend” lazily, Jay draped an arm across Willow’s shoulders and placed a kiss on her cheek, “Problem Paulie?”

Willow blushed at the nonchalance in the older man’s voice; what made it worse is that she couldn’t place this feeling in the pit of her stomach. Through gritted teeth, Apollo stormed away, grabbing Rory’s hand he dragged the shell-shocked redhead out of the room.

As they leave he couldn’t help but grin, he got everything he wanted – a jealous Rory and Apollo and the now blushing speedster all to himself, leaning in he kisses her again. Maybe he’d give up on Rory; this seemed like much more fun.