🧡 {Jack POV} 🧡
I was headed out of Steven's Office after being lectured about how I'm not allowed to blow up urinals, as it's against 'company policy', and how I could get fired if I do it again, when I bumped into Dave.
"Oh- Hey Sportsy!"
"Oh Hey Dave, what're you doing?"
"Just gonna grab my sweater, its fuckin' freezing out there. Then I'm gonna head home."
When he said that, I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and checked the time.
"Oh Wow! Didn't know it was time to go already." I put it back into my pocket and looked back at Dave.
"Yeah, Today went by real fast." He tapped his foot in a rhythmic pattern and seemed to be thinking.
"Hey, wanna get outta here and grab some food?"
"Sure, don't have anything better to do. Just gotta grab my jacket. Then we can go."
"Alright! I'll just be here."
I walked away, my face reddening a bit. I knew what he meant. We're eating together, as a small form of a 'date'. He knew he couldn't just announce that out loud, because last time Phoney lectured us, screaming 'no homo in front of the children!' or something like that. We used to do it on purpose just to annoy him, but he threatened to fire us. What a shame. I ran to the saferoom and grabbed my jacket off the table. I ran back over to the exit where Dave was, and saw that he had put on his sweater. He was fidgeting and just swaying in place. He looked peaceful, yet anxious. He looked up at me and smiled. I walked over to him and smiled. He smiled back, and seemed excited.
"We goin' to McDonald's."
"Pfff- Yer taking me out to McDonald's..?"
"Yea."
I stood there looking at him, with a confused smile on my face, then shook my head. This is Dave alright. We're going to McDonald's.
"Alright, let's go."
We both walked out of the pizzeria, leaving us alone outside.
I looked at him smirking. "So, we actually going to McDonald's?"
He laughed and closed his eyes and sighed.
"It depends on what you want Sportsy."
He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. I looked at our hands, then at him. His face was a tinted with a bright purple.
"Alright ya idiot. Let's go to McDonald's."
I rolled my eyes as I started walking with him, hand in hand, towards his car. Of course he was gonna drive, not my fault I haven't driven a car in over like 15 years.
(time skip brought to you by the McDonald's BTS Meal)
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{Narrator POV}
As they were driving back to Jack's house with their food, Dave grabbed Jack's right hand which was resting on the armrest console. Jack looked over and gave a small smile, then turned his attention back out the window, letting go of his hand. Dave sighed, then looked back at the road.
{Dave POV}
I was a bit concerned, he seemed distant since we got in the car. Was he sick? Did Phoney do something? I swear, if he did, I'm gonna have his phone head. I pulled into his driveway and put the car into park. I looked at him, and he looked back with tired eyes.
"Sportsy, ya alright?"
"Yeah, just..."
"I put a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, somethin' bothering ya?"
He sighed.
"Dave, I love the time we spend together... a whole lot..."
I was thinking, what did this mean? He was being distant, now this? Wait, was he...?
"It's sportsy.. I understand..."
I let go of his shoulder looked away from him slowly.
"Wait.. Dave. Do you think I'm breaking up with you or something?"
I looked back at him confused and relieved.
"Ya... Ya aren't..?"
"No dumbass. I was just trying to say it sucks we have to wait till after work to do shit like this."
"Oh." I suddenly felt incredibly stupid.
"I just wanna be able to give my boyfriend a kiss without getting yelled at and almost fired."
"Ohhhhhh."
"Ya really thought I was about to break up with ya? Nope. Now come on ya fuckin' idiot, let's go inside."
(I just rewrote that entire damn thing at 2 in the fucking morning because fuck sleeping and ignore the title name it was also made at 2am and i thought it was funny so its staying)
