Every KIss Begins With Gay - American Dad Oneshot

Sneve

A/N: I WROTE THIS IN SEVENTH GRADE DON'T JUDGE!

Steve was on a boat in Paris and gazed at the beautiful woman sitting across from him. The lights were dimmed. Her face was steaming with beauty as she narrowed her eyes making Steve feel hot. She leaned in slowly and they kissed without a sound as they floated along the river. The kiss lasted about 7 seconds maybe. Steve and the mystery girl pulled apart so Steve could stare at her pretty face once more. Apparently they only pulled apart for Steve to be face to face with...Snot?! Steve's eyes widened as he wore a blank stare and listened to the sound of crickets, which soon turned into his alarm clock that woke him up around 10:00.

Saturday. Thank God he didn't have to go to school today and face his, well, former, best friend, considering that he had the hots for him, therefore he was not Steve's best friend anymore. These dreams he been going on for almost a week. On Tuesday (when they started) he dreampt that he was at a strip club and Snot was one of the strippers. On Wednesday he dreampt that he was "Snow White" and Snot was the handsome prince to come and plant a kiss on his lips. On Thursday, he and Snot walked the beach and held hands as the sun set. On Friday Steve and Snot were stranded on an island and kissed as they waited for help. And now this...

Steve wouldn't dare to tell anyone in the family about his dreams. His dad would kill him if he found out his only son, the ONLY person to carry out the family name, was a homo. But hey how do you think he felt that first night when he found out he was gay? Try confused, isolated, even ashamed considering how hid dad would always push how gays are "bad people".

But anyway he rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. Steve

Got the toothpaste out of the drawer and without looking started unscrewing the cap. Roger quickly jumped out of the shower where he was eavesdropping.

"Oh Steve honey you don't wanna use that! It's my fire paste. I got it from Russia. Appearently it makes you burp fire for a week. " He said which almost gave Steve a heart attack.

"Roger what the hell? You almost scared me to death. And why were you in the shower?" Said Steve.

"Oh I was texting my friend from Mexico. Pedro. Owns over 65 taco bells in the country."

"That doesn't explain why you were in the shower..."

Roger slowly closed the shower curtain and disappeared again as Steve looked for REAL toothpaste.

10 hours later...

Steve walked downstairs to dinner and joined his family in the middle of Stan telling about how Sanders is always hogging up the refrigerator space. Steve took a seat in his usual spot and didn't say much. Appearently Stan caught onto that.

"What's wrong kiddo?" Asked Stan.

"Oh uh...nothing really I'm just...tired." Lied Steve.

"Are you sure? You haven't said a word about any hot cheerleaders at school. But hey that's not my concern being a parent. You kids work out your sh**." Said Stan

"I told you I'm just freaking tired!" Steve snapped back. With that he left the room and went up to his room to think.

Steve sat on his bed. "What's wrong with me?" Steve silently asked himself. "I'm a freak. My whole family is straight, and I'm just a contamination. And of course the guy I like is straighter than a wooden board." He said as he put his hands to his face. He was confused. So he wept...and wept...until he fell asleep.

The next day was Sunday. Steve woke up to yet another dream. This time it was when Snot came into his room at night and just got on top of him to make out. No real story line.