Short Stories

Double Date

genre: comedy

⚠️ cuss warning ⚠️

Brandon Valesco is sitting on the couch with his boyfriend Duncan Chambers. He's comfortable with his head in Duncan's lap as they playfully argue over what movie to watch.

There is knocking on the door. Brandon gets up to answer it, groaning from stretching his muscles as he goes. He opens the door expecting the pizza delivery guy only to find Ambrose Frost.

"Was it the pizza babe?" Duncan asks from the living room.

"No. It's fucking Ambrose." Brandon replies.

"You know I can hear you, right?" Ambrose raises an eyebrow.

"You know you're interrupting my fucking date, right?"

It was obvious Ambrose isn't going to leave so Brandon steps aside and lets Ambrose inside his home.

"Would you like some fucking water?"

"Sure. And for the record, I'm not here to ruin your date. I'm not here for you."

Begrudgingly, Brandon goes to fetch some water. His mother raised him to swear, not to be a bad host.

Charlotte, Brandon's younger sister, comes down the stairs in nice clothes and pretty makeup. It didn't take an idiot to figure out what was going on. What started out as a nice Saturday for Brandon instantly goes to shit.

Brandon throws the glass on the ground and glares back and forth between his sister and Ambrose.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He shoots at Charlotte.

"I'm going out," She simply replies.

"No you're not. Especially not dressed like that."

Charlotte glares at Brandon and turns to his boyfriend.

"Duncan, tell Brandon what I'm wearing is fine."

"Your brother is right." Duncan shrugs.

"Ugh. You both are so annoying."

She stomps upstairs to change out of the completely appropriate clothes she was in. This gave Brandon and Duncan the chance to torment and interrogate Ambrose.

"What are your intentions with my fucking sister?!" Brandon asks angrily.

"Uh, we're just going out..." Ambrose says.

"Oh, so you're planning to date her and then toss her to the side? Not manly dude." Duncan walks and stands next to Brandon.

"No, I mean it is serious. I really like her."

"So things are getting pretty fucking serious? You wanna fuck her? Huh, you idiot? You wanna fuck my sister?"

"No!"

"Do you think she's fucking undesirable then? Are you calling my sister ugly? You little shit." Brandon said, making no effort to make this easy for poor Ambrose.

Charlotte comes downstairs to find Ambrose being cornered by her biological brother and her honorary brother.

"Leave him alone, Brandon."

"Tch, go change again. I don't want this asshole seeing your shoulders. Put one of my turtlenecks on."

"No! You're gonna make me keep changing until he leaves! You always do this! I'm gonna tell Mom."

"Fine. You better have her back by eight-thirty, and I fucking swear if you try anything with her I'll fucking castrate your shitty, tiny dick."

"Okay, okay," Ambrose raises his hands in defense.

"Bye, Brandon," Charlotte says, punching his shoulder on her way out. She links arms with Ambrose just to piss her brother off.

"Ugh, I'm sorry about him," She sighs once they get outside.

Ambrose laughs. "It's all good. I know how he can be."

"Let's just go on that date now, Mia and Nate should be waiting."

"We probably should've told him that we're going on a double date. He might've let up if he knew that."

"Yeah, that probably would've been a good idea," Charlotte laughs.