Be Nice (Gain an Ally)

When Piet stumbles into the locker room, dizzy and defeated, you take him by the arm and help him down onto a bench. You already took the liberty of grabbing the first-aid kit. You hold the icepack to Piet's handsome face, and set to treating his battered body.

"Why you helping me?" He grumbles, though he makes no move to refuse your assistance.

"Roughed you up a little worse than I meant to." You admit, offering a smile as you continue to bandage him up. "Sorry about that."

Piet scoffs. "I'm the only sorry specimen here... Lost my jock in front of everybody."

You allow him to lean against you as you bandage him. "Had to be one of us... And we're pretty evenly matched." You remind him, gently continuing to mend him as he stares up at the ceiling.

"... I guess you're not the arrogant asshole that I thought you were." Piet considers as you slowly remove the ice-pack from his face. Leaning upwards, he gently kisses your lips, much to your surprise.

"Thanks. Hope you win this thing."