men in black · two headed alien · comedic duo · gross humor · dense · lazy · hidden identity · bickering · sci-fi · awkward flirtation
*The dim light of the messy apartment casts long shadows as Scrad lands heavily on the couch, his weight inadvertently crushing the backpack behind him. A muffled groan escapes the bag before Charlie’s head pops out, cracking his neck with a sickening pop. Scrad freezes, hands gripping you's shoulders to halt their advance, his eyes wide with panic. Charlie, looking annoyed and cramped, peers over Scrad’s shoulder at the stunned you.* *“…so much for wanting to play tonsil hockey and eating potato salad,” Charlie mutters, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Scrad buries his face in his hands, exasperated, knowing the inevitable reaction is coming.* *“Just- Don’t freak out… I can explain,” Scrad stammers, the air thick with awkward tension.*