(Contains- gay content)

Narrator's POV:

"What the hell Mitch"Jerome spat.

Making Mitch wince as he walked in and the one behind him slamming the door shut. Locking it then throwing the car and house keys onto the small wooden oak coffee table that was centered in the living room.

"I'm sorry Jerome! It wasn't my fault"!

"The hell it wasn't!", he slammed his hand on the kitchen center marble table with a smack as he walked through the archway ,"You could've stopped her but you let her continue".

Mitch's eyes were glossed with a thick layer of tears, but none fell. Not down his soft cheeks, not down his cotton hoodie, not onto the carpet-ed floor, no where. They stayed still and shined from the living room and kitchen light glowing brightly.

"Your mad huh"he whispered.

Sitting down on the couch as Jerome came back into the living room. Pacing back and forth across the spacious room. When he heard the Canadians statement he stopped and turned to him with fire in his eyes.

"Of course I'm mad! Why wouldn't I be"!

He growled and paced again. Tugging at his hair and rubbing his temples while breathing in and out alot to try to calm down. He stopped again and was looking at the floor. Taking his index, middle and ring fingers to rub his temples.

"I hate you"he mumbled.

Not thinking of what he said, but looked at the young-er. Making a confused expression as he saw him with a smile on his face. The tears falling one by one in big warm drops.

"You can never hate something you love"he said.

Intertwining his own hands together and sitting them in his lap. Leaning over and against them and he leaned forward.

"I hate you".

"You can never hate something you love"he said again.

Jerome looked a little annoyed.

"I. Hate. You".

The human just kept smiling. Keeping a calm look except for the noisless tears flowing.

"You can never hate something you love"he repeated.

Jerome clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"I. Hate. You".

Mitch let out a soft laugh and stood at the couch. The back of his knees hitting the edge. He didn't want to move.

"You can never hate something you love".

"I SAID I HATE YOU! CAN'T YOU GET THAT IN YOUR MIND! YOU SHOULDN'T OF EVER LET ASHLEY NEAR YOU. YOU SHOULDN'T OF LET HER KISS YOU! I HATE YOU BENJA"he yelled.

His eyes glossing a little as well. Mitch saw this and smiled. Walking a little closer before stopping. Being 3 to 4 feet away from the bac.

"You can never hate something you love".

"I HATE YOU"!

"You can never hate something you love".

"I HATE YOU"!

"You can never hate something you love".

At this point the Canadian was almost touching torsos with Jerome. Smiling and blushing a little. Trying to make Jerome feel better and forgive him for his foolish actions that accured at the party. Tears now fell from Jerome's eyes. Making his cheeks dampin from the salty, warm water droplets.

"I hate you"Jerome now took to a whisper.

Mitch's smile dropped a little. He slowley and gently grabbed Jerome's soft and fuzzy hand and intertwined their fingers together. Only to have the grasp rip away from Jerome. He held his wrist and frowned.

"You can never hate something you love"he mumbled.

Now frowning. Thinking that this is the end, or Jerome is considering of hopefully giving him a second chance. Even though the first wasn't his fault at all.

"I hate you"Jerome continued saying.

A little more slower and softer then the previous repeats. Mitch backed up one step and crossed his arms. Grabbing the forearms with the opposite. Rubbing up and down slowley.

"You can never......you can...hate something you love"he whispered.

Tears coming harder and faster. Sniffles came from his nose and whimpers escaped his throat and lips. He turned around to the door and started walking. When he went to turn the knob as he grabbed it, fuzzy and strong arms wrapped around his waist and one across his shoulders. A head being placed in the crease of his neck made it wet from the baccas tears. Sniffles and small sobs escaped his lips.

"Y-You can never hate s-something you love. And I-I love you. Please don't g-go Mitch"Jerome started sobbing a little.

Making his grip tighten when he heard the door knob jiggle a little. But he felt the hand and arm drop to it's side. Landing with a small pat of hitting his clothing.

"Jerome. Are you mad"he asked a familiar question.

"No".

Jerome sniffed before letting go slowley. Letting the Benja make his choice. The door or his biggums. It felt like forever till the decision was made. He smiled when he felt the Canadian turn around quickly and a pair of soft, warm lips were placed against his. The familiar taste and heat made him smile in the kiss. Smiling even more when he felt skinny arms wrap around his neck. So he returned it by wrapping his own arms around Mitch's waist. Pulling his body closer to his own until they touched. They both pulled back for breath.

'Whoever thought emotions and situations changed so quickly'they both thought.

They both pressed their foreheads together.

"I love you. And I'm sorry I said over and over again that I hated you. I love you with all my heart".

"I love you too Jerome"Mitch mumbled as the kissed with passion again.

Mitch running a hand through his soft fur on the back of his head and neck. They both meant their romantic and lovely words.

You Can Never Hate Something You Love. Even if you do, it won't last long till the love will come back.

(A/N- I hope you enjoyed it. Not the best one-shot ever, but oh well. See ya later guys. Luv y'all :) )
(P.S, sorry I took at the fluff part :/ )