Cedric/Zacharias 113 Words
Cedric loved to kiss the smirk off of Zacharias's face. Better than a slap, it left his teammate silent for at least 72 seconds while Cedric could finish explaining his idea for a play.
"It'll never work," Zach could always manage around swollen lips. "You're only captain because you're good looking."
For a gullible moment, Cedric's face would register hurt, everytime, and then laugh recognizing the familiar joke.
Zach loved how Cedric could be injured and healed within a breath. But he used to wish he was captain instead of him. Now that he is, the only thing Zach can manage to wish for is to be nothing but a teammate again.