Vincent (Purple Guy) X Jeremy ~ A Walk At Night [Lemon]

The Lemon

[Disclaimer] This includes sexual themes. If you are to young to immature please do not read.
[Disclaimer] This story is in an alternate universe setting.
Enjoy ~

Jeremy walked towards Vincent's apartment, the soft moonlight illuminating his path on the sidewalk. Vincent had called Jeremy earlier that night asking him to come over. He sounded pretty upset. Jeremy, being worried for his bitchy friend, had immediately gotten dressed and left to go see Vincent. Now he is making his way towards the shanty apartment his friend lives in.

The night sky was clear and beautiful. Jeremy could not help but to admire it in awe. Stars of various colors littered the dark canvas of the sky. The moon was full and bright, peeking out from behind the buildings occasionally.

Jeremy eventually reached the small apartment building his friend resided in. His shoes tapped lightly as he hurried up the concrete stairs leading to the front door.

Jeremy knocked lightly on the door. There was no response. Jeremy sighed and banged loudly on the door with his fist three times. Eventually an angry (ghetto ass bitch) woman came to the door and questioned him of his intentions. Jeremy explained that he as visiting a friend.

Eventually he was let into the apartment complex. Jeremy made his way to Vincent's shitty apartment by using the single (deadly) elevator. After escaping the elevator Jeremy reached apartment 204, Vincent's apartment.

Jeremy hesitantly knocked on the door, receiving no answer. Looking under the doormat, Jeremy found the spare key. (Real fucking clever Vince. You're a fucking genius.)

Jeremy unlocked the door and pocketed the key. From where he was standing he could see the television was on showing some shitty romantic comedy from the 80's.

Jeremy walked forward to where he could see Vincent curled up on the couch in his boxers and the shirt with the smiling piece of toast.

"V-Vince...? You OK bro...?" Jeremy calmly questioned. Vincent jumped a little and turned his head in Jeremy's direction.

"No..." Vincent mumbled in a whining, pathetic voice. He curled further into the blanket that he was cuddled up to.

Jeremy walked forward and sat in thee couch next to his purple bitch friend. He put a hand forward and patted Vincents back.

"What's wrong, bro?" Jeremy asked in a soothing voice. He gently rubbed his friends back.

"I-I don't know, Jeremy. I don't know..." Vince curled up to Jeremy's side and rested his head on his lap.

Jeremy sighed and gently rubbed Vincents head, petting him like a cat.

Vincent tugged Jeremy's arm, motioning for him to lay down. Shyly, Jeremy curled io next to Vincent on the couch. The room fell silent. It wasn't an awkward silence, but, a peaceful, understanding silence.

Jeremy felt his eyelids getting droopy. He turned around to face Vincent only to be met with a surprise.

Jeremy felt something warm meet his lips. He opened his eyes to find Vincent, his friend, kissing him.

Jeremy began to feel conflicted. 'H-hes my friend...we shouldn't be doing this...but it...it feels so right' Jeremy thought. Jeremy found himself giving into the kiss. Vincent's hands found Jeremy's hips and pull them closer. Jeremy grasped Vincents bearded jaw line as he was pulled deeper into the kiss's trance.

Slowly they pulled away from the kiss. Both of them were breathless and surprised.

They seemed to talk to each other through their eyes, both of them coming to the same conclusion.