Chase shoved another frosted donut in his mouth, almost eating the entire thing in one bite. He fucking loved donuts but the bakery hardly ever had extras.
He understood why. They were so goddamn good.
Pink frosting was on the corners of his mouth, he licked it up. He completely forgot how many donuts were in the box, he just focused on eating them.
He moaned at the taste, the fruity icing and little sprinkles... Who wouldn't love it?
The bread was so sweet and frosting was so creamy and... Chase grabbed another donut.
He took small sips of water, the donuts dried his mouth out.
After feeling nothing all day, stuffing his face with one of his favorite things ever was a dream to him. He was so happy, the sugar was addicting.
The large box slowly emptied, there were over one dozen donuts in there that he ate in a frame of 10 minute.
Time to puke!
Chase groaned, he was so tired but he wouldn't be able to sleep knowing he just ate thousands of calories and grams of sugar.
Before he got out of bed, his phone rang. Fucking shit, now is not the fucking time for Clyde to ask to come over and fuck...
But it wasn't Clyde.
Chase accepted the call, pressing his phone to his ear. He heard a small, broken voice whispering, "please pick up, please pick up."
"Hey, what's up?"
There was a sniffle and a low, shakey sigh. Chase's eyes widened with concern.
"Max? Hey, what's wrong?"
The blonde was momentarily more focused on drying his tears and calming then answering. He exhaled a deep, shakey breath.
"My fr-friend and I got into a really, really bad argument and he y-yelled at me a lot... And my d-dad is gone because his g-girlfriend was having c-contractions... And I can hear D-Devon and my sister f-fucking right now..."
Chase's eyes widen. He's having quite a night...
"What was the argument about?"
Max sniffles loudly again, "he was mad that I d-didn't want to come over..." Chase furrowed his brows, it's late, who would be allowed over? "C-cause he was h-ho-horny..."
Chase blinks, his brows still knitted together, slightly disgusted the guy got mad at Max for that. "And he expected you to come over?"
"Yeah..."
"Why?"
"Erm..." Max coughs, wiping more tears. "W-we... Kinda...used to be... Like... Friends..."
"Okay and? Friends don't call you if-"
"With b-benefits..."
Chase's entire face dropped, except for his eyes. They were as big as the sky, the entire fucking universe.
Sweet, innocent Max has a fuck buddy?! Oh shit...
Wait, and it's a guy!
Max has a crush on a girl, fucks a guy... So he's bi?
No, he's "anything I want him to be". The sentances was unsettling.
Does this mean he doesn't like me? Are they still fucking?
"Ch-Chase?"
The dark haired boy blinked away his thoughts. "Sorry, I zoned out." Max clears his throat, waiting for Chase to speak. "Are you guys still...?"
