bbs one shots

Crush - pt.4

Ship: Brian x Brock

Top: Brian

Bottom: Brock

Setting: Mostly at Brock's work / At school

Type: Fluff / Small smut

Warning ⚠️: Mentions of smut, not too much

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Brian's pov-

It wasn't the first time we had touched eachother like this. It's definitely not gonna be the last. The way he grasped my hair tightly as I pulled his waist forwards. The sensations we're all too familiar.

I remember exactly how it had happened. It started as a simple bet. Neither him or I thought it would go this far, but here we are, making out against a wall while he was at work.
I could feel the small strings of his work apron between my fingers as he moved his thighs apart for my knee to enter. Him moaning a sweet soft sound as I do so.

"B-brian....I gotta....get back..to work." He said in between kisses. I pulled back and looked into his brown eyes sighing.

"But Broooock!" I complained. He laughed and cupped my face, giving me a quick peck before walking past me and smiling.

"My breaks over, I gotta go now." He explained, heading off.

"See you after work?" I asked him hopefully. He turned around and smiled, nodding before running off the take orders from customers as he does. I sighed and put my hand up to my lips. Already missing the addicting feeling that was once there many times before.

I walked out of the small diner and to my car, pulling it into reverse and pulling out of the driveway. Me and Brock aren't sure what we are, but I wanna be more. We've never had any sex together, most of the things we do is just making out or cuddling, but that's about it.

I wanna express to him how much he means to me, but I don't know how to do it. It's already half way through the week, and if I don't confess to Brock, Anthony will for me. And I can't have that. I wanna do it myself, show him how much he means to me. But, how?! I can't tell you how much it angers me, not being able to express love for someone is super hard to deal with.

I grumbled as I pulled into my driveway, combings my hands through my hair and pulling slightly. It was frustrating, dealing with this kind of shit. I sighed as I got out of my car and headed inside, taking slow steps -- like it was gonna stall time till Brock got here. I rolled my eyes at myself.

I sat down on the couch and stared at the blank tv. I glanced up at the clock on the wall, and watched as the second hand moved slowly. Just twenty minutes. Twenty minutes till Brock was off work. Twenty minutes...till I can see him again.

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Brock's pov-

I quickly grabbed the strings to my apron and pulled them, untying them and making it fall off. I stuffed it into my locker and headed out of the locker room, giving my boss a quick wave before heading out and making way over to my car.

I panted as I hoped in, pulling out of the parking lot and onto the road.
The drive to Brian's house was short, as I was driving way over the speed limit. Not like there was anyone on the road to witness it. Today was the day.

I've been waiting countless years to tell him. He already had something to tell me, and I'm pretty sure I know what it was, but I wanted to tell him first. Ever since we'd started our secret get togethers', I've been hoping that it would turn into something else. Something more like....commitment.