Bad Romance? {Garrett/Wayne}

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Wayne glanced over to his dad. "Yeah, usually."

[ode]

Garret smiled suddenly, "Man oh man am I gonna have an awesome time bothering the hell out of him for the next few months!"

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Wayne just shook his head. "Yeah, just don't get yourself killed."

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"Me?" he scoffed haughtily. "Get myself killed? Not this year." He leaned in close then to whisper in his ear, "I may talk a lot of shit but I also know how to run really fast."

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Wayne just shook his head, laughing a bit. "If you say so." he said with a smile, pushing his long blond hair away from his eyes.

[ode]

Garrett got caught up again and just stared at the man, head cocked to the side slightly.

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Wayne blinked and looked at the guy. "You alright there?" he asked, waving his hand in front of the comedian's face.

[ode]

It took a good minute for Garrett to blink and shake his head as if clearing cobwebs. "Uh... I think I'm allergic to you." he mused.

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Wayne blinked, "What?" He asked, confused, cocking his head.

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"I feel all weird around you," he said, shaking his body as if to get rid of the chills. "Thus, I gotsta be allergic to you."

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"Oh...kay." Wayne blinked, raising a brow as Trey saw them talking and walked over, wrapping his arms bout Wayne's shoulder's protectively.

[ode]

"Uh oh, protective older brother," Garrett waggled his fingers at him.

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"Hey Wayne, Uncle Glee wants to say hi," Trey said, pulling his mate away.

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Garrett waved and smiled at the couple as they walked off but found himself staring after Wayne. "Wayne..." he said lowly, testing the name out on his tongue.

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After the afterparty, and the after-after party, Wayne and Trey stumbled home, exhausted.