The race part one (A request)

"AAAAGH! WHY DO YOU ALWAYS BEAT ME?!" exclaimed the now irritated Britt as he watched his boyfriend run around the living room taking bows to pretend audiences and laughing hysterically. Britt and Noix had just played against each other on guitar hero and after a 2 hour battle Britt ended up losing miserably to Noix. "Because no one can beat my AMAZING guitar talent!" replied the blonde with an overjoyed expression. Britt just sat in the corner of the room and started to sulk, pulling on the chord of his canary yellow hoodie.
Noix eventually quieted down and looked over at the brunette and a twang of guilt hit him. He shouldn't have rubbed in the fact that he won right into Britt's face as he knew that his lover had low self esteem and that would not have helped in any way. Now that he took a closer look at the younger male he noticed that his chocolate brown eyes were not sparkling like usual and that Britt's usual Cheshire grin was now replaced with a saddened frown as he sat there now pulling at some loose thread from the carpet.
Before Britt could look up he was being dragged towards the door. "Noix...what are you doing?" he asked, suspicion painting his voice and his eyes now in deadly slits.
"We're going out." replied the older male simply and left it at that as they began to walk through the bustling town, the stars shining brightly above them with a large moon spreading its beautiful blue-white light through all the dark alleyways.

After a ten minute walk they reached an abandoned warehouse which led to a field. Noix turned around and put his hands on Britt's shoulders. "Alright Britt we're gonna have a little competition-"
WHAT!? Are you trying to be funny 'cuz it's not working!" interrupted Britt with a glare. Noix groaned "it's a race. If you let me finish I'll tell you what we have to do." Britt glared at Noix but stayed silent. "We have to run through the warehouse and our finish line will be the pole that stands in the middle of the field. Oh and we can use any method to get there." Noix concluded and watched as Britt's eyes twinkled with determination and his smile was back once more. He stood on his tiptoes and gave the blonde a soft, sweet kiss on the lips. "Alright, you're on!" he shouted and dashed off and with that the race began...