just the 3 of us

Brandon

Im sitting on my couch playing video games and using my phone, I go to my dating app out of boredom, I had picked boys and girls out of boredom, seeing all the little twinky boys bios, some of them are actually really funny.  They're all like "Submisive and ready for love!" its very cringe. I keep scrolling for about 5 minutes looking occasionally at a hot chick. When I stop at a profile for a guy names Kyle Smith, The picture is him looking slightly away from the camera, wearing a light blue button up with the sleaves slightly rolled, Something about him intreages me, I go to look at his full profile, only reading a few words before I hear my extremly loud children barrel down the stairs fighting for the xbox, I quickly scroll away and turn my phone off, turning my focus back to my game. 

"Hey Dad!" My oldest Nate says while going to hug me. 

"Hey sweetie, how was ur day?" He srunches up his nose in disgust. 

"pretty average, some kids were buttheads, but other then that It was good, I had a test, I think I did pretty well. We had drama today, we picked costumes, I saw a new book too, I couldnt get it though. Can I wear makeup tomorrow?" That kid has a mighty moter mouth. He can be very energetic, and clingy at times. see he used to be Athena, and he still has the same bubbly personality. 

"Im not sure, ask me later, I'd need to approve it. Nothing too crazy okay?" I ruffled his hair and he gave a thumbs up and walts so his room, to paint im guessing.  My 2 other children have yet to acknowledge my presense.

"wow, im really glad all my kids hug me and talk to me when they get home." I semi yell In the direction of my 9, and 13 year olds. 

"I hug you every evening!" Nate calls from his room.

" I know you do! But your siblings n the other hand."

"sorry." they both say not once looking up from electronics. I sigh knowing i wont get much more of a responce, I go to talk to Nate more, but angry rap music starts blasting and i know hes in the zone. I get up, and go upstairs to flop on my bed. the only fucking thing I can think of Is that Kyle guy. He was oddy handsome, but tons of guys are attractive, doesnt mean im attracted to them. I try to scroll back and find his page, but its long gone. damn kids. 

Its about 5:30 and I need to start making dinner, I get out onions, corn, rice, chicken, and seasonings. 

"what are you making?" Nate lazily asks, im guessing he just woke up. I look up at him and notice hes wearing a sweatshirt ive never seen before. its just a tad too big for him, baggy clothes always make him look smaller then he really is. 

"South west chicken and rice, whos shirt is that?" he looks down like hes just rememberd hes wearing it. 

"My friends, Ace. It didnt fit him, and I wanted to steal it."

"right got it." Nate comes home wearing someone elses clothes alot actually, I think his friend group just spoils him. 

I quickly finish dinner and call the rest of the kids up. "Guys! Dinner!" They come barrelling upstairs eager for food. 

we all sit down, and My youngest, Morgan, starts talking about her new fund raiser. They're selling chocolates I guess. Ill need to get me some of those.  Out of no where Nate starts laughing. 

"what are you laughing at?" I ask suspiciusly.

He looks at me, then looks at my middle child, Trent. I can see Trents face heat up like he knows whats about to happen. "Trent kissed a boy. His names Alex. wasnt for him. "

I laugh and my smile grows. "You what?" I say and laugh even harder. His face is beet red. 

"It was for a joke, we were playing gay chicken and I wasnt about to back down from a challange." 

"neither was alex I guess." i say while laughing harder. Nate looks at Morgan in a way that I know isnt going to end well. 

"And Morgan brought makeup on the buss and wore a butt-ton of blue eyeshadow. She looked like a clown." Oh shit. shes supposed to ask. Not to mention shes not even allowed to have makeup. shes nine. where the hell did she get it.  And she snuck it. shes really trying to piss me off now huh.

"Morgan." I say with my dad voice turning to look at her. "you're not supposed to have makeup let alone sneek it. your grounded for a day, the makeup goes to the trash." She glares at me, stomp her feet to her room, and slams the door. 

"Jesus, that kids like a lion." Nate mumbles. 

"yeah Im kinda scared myself" I mumble back "Sometimes I dont know weither to call the cops or an exorsist." That sends Trent and Nate into new rounds of laughter. 

After dinner I get called into work, apperiently the trooper that was supposed to be covoring the gay bar flaked, so now I have to go covor for him around a bunch of gay twinks. I quickly get my suit on and walk out the door. 

I get there and walk in. This is the flashiest fucking building ive been in, holy fuck. Guys Grinding on other guys. crop tops. flashy makeup. Its a lot to take it. Almost more then Nate when I first wake up.  I walk over to an empty spot near the wall and watch everyone be awkward and gay. 

Someone walks up to me, they're wear a black t-shirt, leather jacket, and jeans. hes about my height, a tad bit shorter. "Im guessing you dont wanna be here?" He asked leaning agesnt the wall next to me. 

"uhm, wasnt my first choice, you dont look to thrilled either."  

He sighs and rolls his eyes, "No, I dont, but my friend Kyle dragged me. Im shane by the way,"

"Kyle?" All I could think about was kyle smith, that man still hasent left my mind. 

"Uhm yea, hes right there actually, MmmkYle" 

"whyd you say it like that?

"inside joke, dont worry about it, Hey Kyle!" Shane says as a man walks up to us, I almost pass the fuck out. It IS the guy from the dating app. He looks even better in person. He has a nice ass not gonna lie. 

"hey mr.police man. whats ur name?" Kyle asks as he walks up.

"i-im brandon johnson," 

Kyle grabs me by the arm. "well Brandon, come dance with me and Shane!"

(thanks for reading, ill have more chapters out soon I promise)