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part 3

"Dave? How did you get here without appearing on the cameras or even alerting the furry" "well sportsy it's called vents" "wanna show me the vents so I can leave?" "Sure" his eyes could probably light up the entire pizzaria if the doors weren't closed

"follow me" "aight" as Dave spone (or however you spell it anyway) on his heals I stood up from the shity, probably stolen, office chair and stepped towards Dave. "Well sportsy were here" damn never knew there was a vent behind me. "You wanna go first to show me the way?" "If you wanted to see my ass you could of just asked" "w-waitDavethatsnotwhatimeant" "chill sportsy I'm just messin with ya" "fuck you.." "do it your self coward" "DAVE!" "Hehe" this is so fucking embarrassing.. " come on old sport" "hmm oh yeah okay"

Dave bent down next to the vent and crawled in with me following.
He does have a nice ass "you know sportsy, I have eyes on the back of my head and I can clearly see you checking out my ass" I just know he's smerking  even tho I can't see his face "Dave your ass Is the only thing I can look at since there's not a lot of space here" "sure~ anyway we're almost there" "you never actually told me where the vent lead. Where are we goin?" "Dont worry you'll recognise the place~" I am officially frightened by the grape but there's not exactly anything I can do about it.

It feels like we were crawling for hours when dave suddenly said "yo sportsy were finely here" from the sides of Dave I could see some light so I guess I'm not gonna die in a vent. Dave got out of the vent standing up."here old sport let me help ya" he gave me his hand which I gladly took. "Wait a damn second- THIS IS MY HOUSE!" "I told you you'll recognise it here" "DAVE. HOW IN THE HELL DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS FUCKING VENT" "Aww sportsy calm down your gonna burst a blood vessel"

I heavily sigh going to sit on the couch. I sat down and said "wanna watch TV or something? Since I don't want you leaving this late" "awe sportsy cares about me~" "NO I DONT!" "Sure~"

"I can easily just tell you to fuck of." "You won't. But sure  I wanna watch TV." He's really iratating but cute.

I hate that I love him even tho I know he's straight. I'm such a bitch. Crushing on my best friend.. I fucking hate that if something happened to him even as small as a cut I would care ALOT. Crushes on your best friends are the worst cuz you never know if when you tell them there gonna like you back or hate you and never want to be friends with you. There's always a possibility that they'll never want to talk to you again, and I dont think I want Dave to leave me just because I told him.

"SPORTSY!" "Huh" "Finely, you zoned out for a minute." "Oh sorry Dave I didn't realize. do you have a movie we could watch on mind?" "Hell yeah" "alright you search It up I'll go get us a few drinks and snacks"

I handed him the remote and get up to the kitchen. I grab a few beers and a bottle of vodka also a few sweet snacks. While heading back to the living room I realized Dave put the Titanic on I wonder why he chose that-

I put the snacks and drinks on the table Infront of us and sit down leaning on the armrest while Dave sat in the middle looking kind of uncomfortable, "you know you can relax and lie down, right?" "Oh, okay sportsy!" Just as he finished sayin that he lied down on my chest! "Hey sportsy I thought you were a orange not a tomato" I mean he was right I was a tomato, probably even reder than one.

After I calmed down he pressed play and we watched the movie.

-after it ended-

"Hey sportsy who's your favourite character from this?" "Probably Jack since we have alot in common, we even share the same name" "wait your name is Jack? I thought it was old sport" "You thought a nickname (THAT YOU GAVE ME) was my name? Anyway yeah it is. It's on my badge" " I thought you stole that-" we were just looking at each other in confusion

"well.. what's your favourite character?" "Jack cuz he's cute" wait what?! Since when does Dave like men?!?! "I never knew you liked men" "I always liked men I just never thought it was Important to just go up to you and say 'hey sportsy I like men' kinda sounds stupid doesn't it?" "I mean I guess it does.." "well do you like men?" "Yeah I do, anyway wanna watch something else since that ended?" "Mhm yeah, how about you pick this time" "sure I guess"

I picked Shrek, and sat back to drink the beer I brought in before.

-after the movie ended-

I'm almost 100% sure Dave is drunk or at least verry good at pretending to be. Dave is really close to me. So close infact that I can feel his breath on my neck, tickling me slightly. "Hey sportsy~" "yes Dave?" He looked like he was blushing? What would he be blushing at? "Are you happy to see me or do your have a gun?" Wot wait.. WAIT. "oh umm..." "Hehe it's fine being hard to see me~" a tomato would be jealous at how red I was.

"Want me to help you with 'it'?" The way he said that so casualty and flirtatious made it even worse. "So you really are happy to see me~" when he finished saying that he lightly palmed me. And I let out a few quiet mones "sportsy can I?" He said while pointing to my belt. "I don't understand what you want with my belt tho?'' ''I'm asking if I can undress you-'' "OH uh yeah-" he smiled and started to fiddle with my belt until he managed to undo it.

He took of my work trousers and was just left with my boxers, MY PURPLE BOXERS! Of course I had to wear the purple ones today. "Wow sportsy Never expected you to have boxers in my colour" "pu-purple isnt YOUR colour, you don't own it!" "Actually sportsy, I am fighting a court thing so I can own the colour purple" wait wot-

"Anyway~ let me just continue with what I was doing~" and like that my boxers were removed from my body and carefully thrown over the couch.

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ol Im sleepy so no more for today-
there probably gonna be one tomorrow tho so don't worry