It All Started With A One Night Stand

Clubbing

Gaege Pov

Narrator left yesterday. He was going to stay longer, but there was a family emergency at home, so he had to go to where his parents live. It was getting a bit awkward him being here. Eddie wouldn't come around as much, he probably just wanted to let Narrator and I hang out a bit. Which I understand, I leave them alone when they're hanging out. 

Eddie Pov

I wasn't leaving them alone for that reason. I didn't want to see them together. I can tell that Juicy's crush on me is dwindling. And he has a crush on Narrator. Whenever he talks about Narrator, he gets this ... I don't know how to explain it. It's like a pep in his voice. Sure I understand why he likes Narrator more. He's nicer to him than I am during recordings. Having to always take my criticism even if it's just written as that probably hurts after a while to listen to. Where as Juicy and Narrator's dynamic is more nice. But I've developed my own crush on Juicy, and I get jealous of their relationship. I'm sounding like a possessive girlfriend right now, and I've had many of those. I know they're friends, we all are, but you get jealous when your ex-girlfriend hangs out with your best friend. Why am I comparing this to that? God Juicy, you're messing with my head. Ok, I'm going to invite him out. Not to a bar because you all remember what happened last time, but to a dance club. I don't know why I chose that, but you're less likely to get drunk, but you'll never see the people again. And they're very much less likely to recognize you than if you go to a movie theater. I pick up my phone and find Juicy's contact. I press dial and listen to the ringing.

"Hello?" Juicy asks.

"Hey Juice box, want to go out tonight?" I ask.

"Uh, I'm not sure, I have some uh, editing to do," he says.

"Not to a bar. I promise," I say. Juicy thinks for a minute.

"Ok," he says.

"Great, I'll pick you up around 8-ish," I say.

Gaege Pov

Juice box! God Eddie hasn't called me anything remotely close to Juicy in forever. It's so nice to have heard him say that. I go to my closet, and try and find something to wear. Normally, I wear something modest, but tonight I want to try something different. I pull out a shirt that normally a women would wear, but could also be worn on a guy. I pull out some tight fitting pants, and place the clothing on the bed. I'm not going to wear that all day long, I'll change after dinner.

Time Skip until after dinner

I change into my clothes that I picked out. It feels weird to wear something like this. Especially after wearing sweatpants and a baggy sweatshirt all day. When Eddie arrives, he texts me, and I grab a random sweatshirt I have hanging by the door and run outside.

"Hey Juicy," Eddie says. Still nice to hear.

"Hey Eddie," I say. I get into the car, and buckle myself in.

"Nice sweatshirt," Eddie says. I look down at the one I'm holding, and it's his 5 mil hoodie. I blush a bit. I didn't realize that was the one by the door. 

"T-thanks," I say.

"I didn't realize you got one," Eddie says.

"I have at least some of everyone's merch," I say.

"You have one of the 2 mil one's as well don't you?" Eddie says.

"Y-yeah, but this one has juicy paint on it," I say. 

"Ah, I see what you did there," Eddie says.

"It's very ed-ible," I say.

"You've been hanging out with Narrator too much," Eddie groans.