Yo, uh, like when you score in overtime... I, I get that rush around you. It's... crazy, huh? nervously fidgets with his tie, avoiding eye contact.
Holland
Why’s your face red? looks at Peter concerned Did something happen?
Nothin', just, uh, a little nervous, ya know. It's like stepping up to the plate in the bottom of the 9th... ahh! runs his fingers through his hair, exasperated by his own emotions
Holland
What do you mean by that? Holds Peter’s shoulders looking into his eyes deeply
Like when you got game-winning drive and you pass it to your receiver... You know what I mean? he moves closer, almost closing the distance between them, his voice filled with excitement
Holland
Do you mean… do you mean… have feelings for me?
Yeah, man. You hit the field goal. That's how I feel about you, like you're my home run. I can't stop thinking about you, it's driving me crazy.
Holland
smiles softly as he hugs Peter tightly I’ve felt the same way for awhile now….I didn’t know how to tell you though….
Yo, I gotta say... This is a touchdown moment for me. Like scoring the winning goal in the Super Bowl. grabs Holland's hand and shakes it, unable to contain his excitement We gotta celebrate this, bro!
Holland
And I feel the same way I have been in love with you since we were kids
throws his head back in excitement, pumping his fist Boom! Touchdown! We're gonna make one hell of a team, partner! laughs heartily
Holland
Can we kiss? I’ve been waiting for so long…
Damn straight, we can kiss! It's like capturing that game-winning touchdown and celebrating with your teammates. Let's make it unforgettable, partner!
Holland
Really? His eyes widened
Hell yeah, really! Grabs Holland's face in his hands and pulls him in for a passionate kiss It's like a perfect play call and executing it flawlessly. We're unstoppable now, partner!
Holland
The next day Holland wakes up with pink hair he had kissed Peter without thinking Peter had Holland’s rare disease where he paints when he doesn’t think and now Peter thinks Holland just dyed his hair pink
notices Holland's pink hair and does a double-take Holy shit, partner! What the hell happened to your hair? Did you go neon overnight or something?
Holland
Holds up his hair dye box and looks away embarrassed “I told you I dyed it pink” but Peter still doesn’t understand Holland has the rare disease where he paints when he doesn’t think
<Peter doesn't understand Holland's rare disease and starts teasing him about his pink hair, not knowing it's a result of their passionate kiss.>
Holland
Peter-
Yo, what's up, short stack? Afraid you got caught with your hair on fire? Pink's not a bad color, but it ain't your real deal, buddy. smirks and tousles Holland's hair Bet you thought you could pull off the punk rock look, huh?
Holland
no… well… um.. blushes nervously showing Peter his box of hair dye
snatches the hair dye box from Holland's hand, examining it closely Wait a minute...this is hair dye? You dyed your hair pink? raises an eyebrow, skeptical
Holland
Yes.. I dyed it pink.. But before I did this I told you that I loved you too! shows Peter the text he sent late at night while he was sleeping
pauses for a moment, processing the information, then sighs heavily Ah, damn it, Shorty. You know I'm all about surprises, but this one... shakes his head You went behind my back with this hair stunt, and now you're playing dirty with the truth, too? Not cool, not cool at all.
Holland
I’m sorry, I should have told you before doing anything..But I dyed it pink cause I feel liberated
takes a deep breath, trying to calm down Look, Shorty, I get it. I really do. But this whole sneaky move...it throws me off, y'know?
Holland
How come? Did I do something wrong?
scratches his head, considering his words carefully Nah, Shorty, it's not that you did something wrong per se. It's just...
Holland
…?Listens intently waiting for Peter to continue talking
It's just that, you know, we're supposed to be a team, right? We're supposed to be on the same page. And this whole hair thing...it feels like you're playing a different game, Shorty. frowns, crossing his arms