Daylan x Bucket

Daylan x Bucket pt.1

It was only half past nine when Daylan finished his fourth can of Arizona iced tea.
"I cant keep doing this." He thought to himself, setting the can on the nearby coffee table. It had been a rough breakup for Daylan, Potato was his everything. Now he woke up every day in an empty bed, in an empty room, in the empty apartment he had bought with Potato.
As Daylan stumbled into the kitchen disoriented, his phone started to ring. He didnt answer right away, after all his "F.R.I.E.N.D.S" themed ringtone was the best, but he couldnt let it ring forever.
"H-Hello?" Daylan mumbles.
"Hey-" a sweet voice answered back. It was Bucket, his best friend.
"I strolled by your apartment last night while headed back home, you really need to stop staying up so late." Bucket almost demanded, although he sounded more concerned than angry.
"I know, I know." Daylan sighed. Bucket had always seemed to care for Daylan a lot, probably more than his own mother.
Bucket went silent for a few moments, which was unusual since Bucket was usually the guy that summons his inner rap god to get his ideas out before he forgets.
"Hey, er its been a while since you've come over.." Bucket mentioned.
"Huh, it has been a while. I havent been to Buckets ever since I started dating Potato.." Daylan realized.
"Well.. Do you want to come over?" Bucket sputtered.
"I dont know, im kind of a mess at this moment." Daylan mentioned as he looked down at his stained shirt and shorts.
"Oh, not right now I meant maybe later? I have to prep for a recruitment meeting. Im head of the #SaveTheStraws club considering I live on a beach. How about six?" Daylan thought for a moment, although he already knew he didnt have anything else to do later.
"Alright."
"Great! See you then!" Bucket hung up quickly.
Daylan thought about what he'd do in the meantime. He decided he'd get his stuff ready extra early. For some reason Bucket always made him want to look and smell nice. Daylan knew that he liked plaid, so he chose his best plaid shirt to wear. He then took a shower, ironed his shirt, chose his best cargo pants, and then laid down for a short 20 minute nap. That short 20 minute nap quickly turned into six hours. Daylan woke up, and scrambled to fix himself up quickly in the span of 40 minutes. He quickly made his way to Buckets beach, managing to get twigs stuck in his lustrous dirty blonde hair.
"Hey! You made it!" Bucket excitedly yelled. He gave him an loving embrace, then came close to Daylans ear to whisper, "No homo" before giving him a large smooch on the lips. That was how they greeted one another since the fourth grade, it could even be called a tradition by now.
"Come come, lets have some drinks and catch up." Bucket offered. He lead Daylan to a small pile in the sand, where he pulled out two cans of Arizona iced tea. Bucket handed Daylan one, to which he opened it and took a swig quickly. Bucket almost seemed surprised at how fast he drank. As the sun set, they got more and more buzzed. Daylan started to slip out bits and peices of his broken relationship with Potato, and Bucket became curious.
"Why did Potato break up with you?"
Daylans eyes filled with tears.
"She caught me with trianglez, but she didnt get the whole story!" He furiously yelled. Daylan covered his face.
"I was arguing with them, and they rawr X3 tackled me when Potato was watching. She got the wrong idea! I never liked Trianglez that way! I never even liked Trianglez!" He sobbed. Bucket just as buzzed as Daylan, leaned over and stroked his cheek.
"You dont need either of them.. You have me.." Bucket almost pleaded.
Daylan stared lovingly for a few moments, before blacking out. Daylan awoke to the sound of the waves. He opened his eyes, and looked over at Bucket, sleeping peacefully while cuddling up to him. Daylan started to stretch when a shadow is cast over him. Its Potato, dressed in a white dress.
"Yo wanna get married? I need views on Instagram for serotonin." She says calmly.
Daylan sits up and ponders his situation, and Bucket wakes up.
Realizing whats happening, Bucket calls out to him.
"Wait, Daylan! We can make this work! Stay with me, you dont need Potato. She broke your heart, Ill treat you right!"
Daylan looks at them both unphased.
"Daylan... bros before hoes..." Bucket pleads desperately.
Daylan and Potato happily walk into the ocean together, now happily married, and conveniently drowning.