#Lipton just told me 'Orange and Hook have a proper stare off' and I went with it SLDJFLDSJ

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Chocolate

Orange Cassidy/Danhausen , past Hook/Danhausen Fluff? But Also angst? Not sure Hook can't bring himself to stop staring (thank you Lipton for giving me this prompt mwah!!)

Hook has been staring at them for the past 20 minutes. He hadn’t looked away once. 

And what could Hook be staring at? What could capture his most undivided attention? 

Orange Cassidy feeding Danhausen different Easter treats they had been gifted in a care basket from Tony Khan. 

Hook didn’t know why Danhausen was here. He should’ve been home resting with his torn pec, but no. He was here, backstage, giggling like a little girl with Orange Cassidy. And the worst part of it all? Hook wasn’t allowed to get angry. Danhausen and him weren’t together, they hadn’t been together for almost a year now. 

They could’ve been together if Hook wasn’t the world’s biggest pussy. They had a couple of ‘hangouts’ before and after their tag team match, and a couple more rendezvous between that time, but it was nothing. That meant nothing if you couldn’t slap a label on it, and Hook just couldn’t do it. 

He wasn’t one for relationships, and Danhausen started making him one for relationships. It was scary, so he ran away. He told Danhausen he didn’t need him anymore, and that was it. 

So now, for the past year, Hook has had to deal with the budding love between Orange and Danhausen… Orangehausen, as they had been called by multiple people. 

It made him gag. 

Hook had to watch Danhausen be ringside at all of Orange’s matches, had to watch Orange growl and bare his teeth at anyone who fucked with Danhausen, had to watch the two of them be the cutest almost-couple ever. 

No, couple, not almost-couple, sadly. Hook had found out a month ago. He had been tapping through snapchat stories when, in the background of one Austin Gunn selfie, Orange’s lips were just about grazing Danhausen’s with a smile on both of their faces. 

It had made his heart stop. Orange had done the thing that Hook had been too scared to do. He had made himself Danhausen’s boyfriend. 

Orange’s eyes connected with Hook’s. A dead, lazy stare. Hook didn’t know how some nonchalant son of a bitch bagged the world’s most hyperactive golden retriever. 

A smirk curled at the corner of Orange’s lips, and Hook’s face twisted in confusion. There was an evil look in Orange’s eyes. Hook felt very uncomfortable. 

Without looking away, he picked up a square piece of chocolate and put it between his teeth, leaving half of his sticking out of his mouth. Orange only looked away to tap Danhausen on the jaw to get his attention. Danhausen perked up, and Orange raised his eyebrows suggestively. 

“Danhausen does not eat from other people’s mouths.” 

There was a look in Orange’s eyes. I’m not like other people, he was saying silently… I’m not like Hook. 

That simple change in Cassidy’s gaze was enough to make Danhausen cave in, so he leaned in. Orange’s eyes went back to Hook’s, that sick and twisted asshole. He was doing to push Hook’s buttons, to laugh in his face, to just bully him. This was bullying! 

Hook couldn’t look away, though. He couldn’t look away as Danhausen bit down into the chocolate and got pulled into a kiss by Orange. He couldn’t look away as Orange’s hand threaded through Danhausen’s hair. Couldn’t tear his eyes away as Orange kissed Danhausen with so much more passion than Hook could’ve ever given him. 

The only reason Hook looked away was because the tears in his eyes started hurting and the tightness in his throat made him yearn for some kind of hydration. He got up out of his seat in the lounge and tried to make it seem like he wasn’t booking it straight for the door, just quickly walking to the water refill station. 

The giggle and moan that Danhausen let out when he first got pulled in burned itself into Hook’s memory, playing over and over again. 

He could’ve been in Orange’s position if he wasn’t such a pussy, but no. 

Stupid Orange Cassidy…