It was a nice Sunday morning, the sun was shining and it looked like everything was gonna turn out alright. But if was that the case, that’s your opinion.

Our friends Carlos and Gered were on the opposite sides of the room. Carlos was on his bed looking up, “symptoms of the common cold before you know you have it,” while Gered was on the couch, liking all five of Carlos’ selfies on his seventh private account on Instagram. However, after Gered was done what he was doing, he had a plan. He really liked Carlos, like a lot, and he wanted to get him on an official or unofficial date, either one would work. He walked over to Carlos, Carlos somehow not noticing him climbing the ladder, and then poked his thigh.

Carlos flinched, moving his body away from him and looking down at him, “what the fu- what are you doing!? Are you insane!? You know that I’m scared easily yet you decide to scare me anyways!? You piece of- Die!”

Gered chuckled awkwardly, “sorry baby… I just wanted to ask you a question…”

“About what? About How many girls you laid or something!?”

“What girls-”

“Whatever! Just ask!” he crossed his arms. He felt like stepping on his hands and watching him fall, but he’s not a sadist, like Shawn is.

“You wanna go this new Cheesecake Palace place that was built like two months ago?-”

“YES! I mean- fuc- Yeah sure… that would be… nice…”

“Okay then,” he smiled a bit, he knew he got him. Janse told him that he liked cheesecake, and I guess it was true. For Gered, this would be a date, for Carlos, it was just free food.

“So… when do you wanna go? I was thinking, twelve? For lunch? And such? Ya know…”

“Fine, but if you wanted to go today than you should’ve asked me yesterday… what if I had plans for this afternoon!?”

“You never have plans… jerk.”

“Did you just call me a jerk!? If anything you’re the jerk because you’re the one who-”

“Shush shortcake, let’s just wait it out until twelve, okay?” he asked, looking at him condescendingly.

“Maybe if you’d get off my fuc- fricking bed, maybe I would…” he tried to turn on his phone again but Gered got up from his position and grabbed it from him.

He chuckled, “where you gonna say FUCK?”

“No! And I told you for the hundredth time this is a no cussing household!” he yelled, trying to grab his phone back from him.

“You’re not my mom, you can’t tell me what to do,” he dropped down from the bed, “tell me the truth, and I’ll give this back, I know you need it.”

“I hate you so much!” he raced after him and Gered just kept running in circles, holding the phone up in the air until they both got tired.

“Just gimme back my fucking phone you fucking bitch assed fuckery…”

“Well since you said fuck,” he plopped the phone on top of his head and walked back to the couch.

“Fuck… you…” he grabbed his phone and walked back to his place on the bed.

“Love you too…” he winked and Carlos cringed.

After all of that, it was almost twelve, so they only had about thirty minutes. However, since girls are not boys, they stopped with the phone business at twelve, and went from there.

Carlos stretched before getting out of bed, “hey so, do you mind if I get dressed here or, should I do it in the bathroom? It’s not like you like me or anything, so it should be fine.”

He covered his mouth, “yeah yeah, whatever…” he grabbed his phone from beside him.

“Don’t take pictures though, I know you’ll send it to other people, and make fun of me for like… not being fit and…”

Gered sighed and put his phone back. He wasn’t going to do that at all. Actually, he just wanted pictures to look at him forever, but he doesn’t want him to know that, “fine.”

Carlos started stripping and eventually got into his way too dressy clothes.

“Hey, I have a question.”

“What.”

“Why do you wear a button down to sleep?”

“I don’t.”

“Then why were you wearing it just now?”

“Just in case someone knocks on the door.”

“Wait so what do you wear to sleep?”

“Boxers, I guess.”

“Wait so you don’t wear a shirt?”

“Yeah, don’t most boys?”

“I wear a shirt…”

“Yeah because… never mind. Let’s just go, since you already look dressed.”

He nodded, “yeah,” he put his phone in his pocket, but quickly beforehand texting Janse about, “omg Carlos’ body is so cute he’s totes my type omg.”

On the other hand, there was the other crew. Janse, Ashton, Alex and Emma were also going to the place, but they were already there. Why you may ask? Because the night before Gered called Janse drunkenly and told him all about the plan, and Emma really wanted to see the gays. So here they are.

Janse smirked a bit, “aw, Gered’s so cute.”

Emma, in reaction to this, flopped her body on the table, “I wanna see! What did he say!?”

He showed her the message and then turned it back towards himself.

“Aw, that’s so cute!”

Alex raised an eyebrow, “it’s more pedophillic to me…”

“But they’re both of age?” Ashton interjected.

“That doesn’t matter. When one person likes another person because of how inmature their body looks, that’s pedophillia.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how it works, and Gered didn’t even say anything about that! Did you miss another day of sleep again?”

“What’s a day of sleep.”

“My god…”

“What-”

“Hey hey, look! There they are!” Emma pointed at Gered and Carlos walking into the building with a huge smile on her face.

“Aren’t we supposed to be quiet? To not disturb the peace?” Janse raised an eyebrow, “you said that at least ten times before we got here.”

She shushed him and the two boys waited for a waiter.

“This place opened two months ago, you’d think the hype was gone…” Carlos mumbled to himself.

“Yeah I guess, but sometimes people hang around,” Gered responded to him, even though he was pretty sure he wasn’t supposed to.

“Hey! Don’t talk back to me! I mean- that wasn’t for you to interject!”

“Interject what? You talking to yourself like a weirdo?”

Carlos grumbled and turned away from him.

The waiter eventually came and took them to their table, “now that you’re here, are you ready to order?”

“Yeah yup one hundred percent,” Gered blurted.

“Okay then, so what would you like to order, sirs?” she asked them.

“Well I’d like a water and… lemon meringue cheesecake…?” Carlos sputtered awkwardly as he was pretty much shoving the menu in his face.

“Okay,” she wrote down the order quickly and looked towards Gered, “and you?”

“A wine,” he said, that’s all he said. Seriously.

“Is that all sir?”

“A-and what’s he’s having- I guess-” he started doing the awkward and sweating.

She wrote down that as well and waved goodbye before going to the kitchen.

They just then went on their phones instead of talking to each other.

“Ugh! They’re being so awkward! JUST MAKE OUT ALREADY!” Emma was about to burst with whatever emotion she was feeling as she was leaning on the table so hard that she was on her tippy toes watching these two.

“Shhhhhh…” Alex groaned as he tried to cover his face with his arm.

“Hey Al, are you drunk or just tired?” Janse asked him, but also looking at the kid’s menu that they got because they said that Emma was 12, somehow it worked so Alex is getting a kid’s meal now.

“I wish I was drunk, but no I’m just tired. A coffee would nice too, what if I mixed ‘em?”

“That’ssss not a good idea…” he put down the menu, he serious, “you don’t wanna die, do you?”

“Actually-”

“Never mind. Anyways-”

And then out of nowhere, their waiter appeared, “hello, may I take your orders?”

“I want a chocolate one with lots of whipped cream!” Ashton exclaimed.

“Ooh! I want a strawberry cheesecake please!” Janse said as well.

“Guys! There’s no time to eat when we need our concentration-”

“Okay so is that all? Anyone need any drinks?”

“Nah I’m good,” Ashton stated.

“I WANNA WINE AND A COFFEE!”

“ALEX STOP.”

“NO YOU.”

Janse did the facepalm, “I’ll have an iced tea…”

“Okay, I’ll get that all as soon as I can,” the waiter said and then left.

As soon as the waiter left Emma continued stalking while Janse and Ashton went on their phones, but Alex just wanted some sleep.

Janse looked over at Ashton’s screen, “hey so, why the fuck is someone texting you that many swear words?”

“Oh that’s just Shawn… being Shawn…”

“Hey why didn’t he come anyways?”

“He doesn’t like cheesecake…” he responded.

“Didn’t you tell him about the gay date?”

“No? Why?”

“Dude he’s super into that kinda stuff even I know he’d totally come just for that.”

Ashton then texted him about that and a ton of capital random gibberish came onto the phone and then said, “FUCK I WANNA.”

“Holy shit, I was right,” Janse chuckled a bit and then looked back at his screen, “I guess we now know that the gremlin is coming to town like Santa Claus.”

He sighed, “yeah, now we wait,” he looked down from his phone and to our date.

Now the food was ready and the waiter brought them their food and then quickly left.

Gered was given a bottle of alcohol and a glass, to put the alcohol into, and Carlos now gets two cheesecakes, since Gered moved his over to him.

“You take it, I don’t like it.”

“But you ordered it you buffoon! You eat it!” he pushed it back to him.

Gered groaned, “if neither of us aren’t gonna eat it, I’ll just throw it on the floor-”

“Don’t!”

“Then eat it.”

“Fine…” Carlos whined, taking the plate and starting to eat his first plate.

While Gered popped open his bottle and poured a bit into his glass, “so Car Car, since… uh, you wanna…” he took a sip, “like talk about something or something?”

“I’d rather not…” he stated while looking down at his food.

“You’re so uptight, maybe you should try some alcohol…” he drank the rest of his small glass and poured another.

“I’m not legally old enough, I can’t. And you’d probably be fined or something for giving alcohol to a minor…”

It was silent for a bit until Gered was on his fifth shot and thought of something, but he didn’t want to say it, “I’m gonna get another bottle, this stuff is pretty good. But I’ll save it for home I guess…”

“What are you thinking, Gered,” he asked sternly.

“I was thinkin’ about how much I wuvvvv youuuu…” he inched a bit closer to him.

He turned his head away from him, “yeah I doubt that. All you do is try to make me crack. And like, mean things...”

“What if I said that I do that to like… get your attention and stuff…?” he kept inching closer and closer until his seat was right next to Carlos’ oofy.

“I’d doubt that, you don’t like me at all. You probably hate me a lot…”

“Don’t lie to meeee… I don’t hate you at all… why would I hate you…?” he grabbed the other’s arm and Carlos started trying to shake him off of him.

“Gered! Stop messing with me! I’m serious!”

He started tracing his fingers on his arm, “I’m serious too… why don’t you believe me…?”

“Because you’re fucking drunk damn it!”

And from far away, the others were watching all of this juicy drama go by. They also got their orders by now.

“Oh shit where’s the popcorn,” Janse looked around, “well fuck this isn’t a movie theater. Well at least I have my cheesecake.”

“Yeah this stuff’s pretty good!” Ashton smiled.

“Oh shush you overly optimistic shithole.”

Ashton pouted, “don’t cuss at me…”

“Shhhhh, more shit’s going down.”

And while that was going on Alex was putting so much sugar in both his coffee and his alcohol (ew) that he could’ve died that day.

Anyways, back to the drama.

“J-just because I’m drunk… doesn’t mean I’m… I’m lyin’ or anything…”

“You look tired, we should go home-”

Then Gered stood up, “waiter! We need another bottle for the home timessss!”

Carlos tried to sit him back down, but ended up dragging them both onto the floor.

Gered sat up, looking down at the other, “hey, if you wanted sex you could’ve just asked…” he pretty much then got on top of him but they’re still clothed I swear.

By this time Shawn had gotten there with his camera ready to take a thousand pictures and he came just at the right time and started to be the weeb I was meant to be.

Also Alex passed out after the sugar rush.

“I don’t want sex!” he repeated over and over again as he tried to get out of his grasp, “I’m a fucking virgin and I wanna keep it that way!”

“Then you gotta… get the waiter… please…”

“I can’t ask for alcohol I’m-”

“Just get ‘em… please…”

Carlos groaned, “only if you get off of me…”

Gered then got off and laid on another part of the floor.

“Gered, get off the floor, it probably hasn't been cleaned since… forever,” he grabbed his arm and tried to get him up to no success.

“It’s comfy thoughhhhh…” he whined as he didn’t budge.

“Yeah but you could get like, an infection or something!” he kept pulling at his arm, “just listen to me!”

“Listen my ass… I just wanna sleep, have sex repeat…”

“Well if you don’t get up you’re getting neither!” he pulled for a final time before falling on his butt.

“So if I get up, I can have sex with youuuuu?”

“I-I didn’t say that!” his face reddened up.

He made a >:3 face, “well if you won’t fuck me then I’m not getting up…”

“M-me-” he choked, “I-I can’t fuck anyone especially yOU- you were about to dom me like a few seconds ago!”

“I’m not a dom you bitch… I’m too small for that…”

“Height doesn’t mean anything! If that was true than I would probably be in a better place right now!”

“Yeah yeah…” he sat up and grabbed Carlos’ face, “you’re cute…”

“I-I’m not cute-” and then finally, after all these years they did the kiss.

Well, Gered kissed Carlos. Anyways, after a five second kiss Carlos jolted away from his grasp, “w-what the hell!? Y-you just proved that I was right! You’re one hundred percent a dom!”

And of course, since it was in the original, something else happened.

While Alex was asleep, he started talking about whatever he wants since it’s his body or something like that.

“Ugh not again…” Emma tried to quiet him by putting her hand on his face, but no success, “and just when the part when Carlos realizes Gered’s not a dom! Ugh! Ashton! Do you know how to keep this kid quiet?”

“Ooh! How about like… gag him?”

“Are you fucking serious,” Janse asked, “why would anyone do that.”

“Well he’s probably done that to Shawn so same thing right?”

The others just blinked, but did it anyways and looked towards the action. However, Alex got out of all of that, and called Ezekiel, all in fifteen seconds.