Dangerously Addictive | Harringrove

9.

The day came rolling around for the double date.

Billy was-petrified to say at the least.

He was nervous because he didn't even know Robin or Nancy that well, and didn't want Steve to rekindle old feelings for either of them.

Of course though, Billy trusted Steve. It wasn't an issue with that. Billy was just, scared. His abandonment and trust issues were coming back again.

As he fidgeted with his denim jacket, he looked up to see Steve behind him.

He wrapped his arms around the blondes waist, as he kissed his neck. "You look so handsome, Billy." Steve said, making Billy's heart flutter.

He blushed a deep maroon as he tried to hide his face.

Steve chuckled at this, and spun his lover around, kissing his lips.

"You taste like cigarettes and booze, dude." He remarked. Billy rubbed his neck. "Well, im nervous." He defended.

Steve couldn't help but admire the way Billy was dressed. He had amazing style, no denied there, but holy shit did he look good.

He had on grey jeans, and a black button down with all the buttons down. He wore a chain that Max had bought him. He just showered earlier, and his hair smelt of sweet coconuts and soap. His typical cologne was sprayed, ripping Steve away from reality.

He felt as if he didn't deserve someone like Billy, someone so insanely gorgeous inside and out.

"Hey Steve?" Billy interrupted his train of thought.

"Yes, baby."

"I love you." He giggled. Steve gripped his waist tighter, and hugged him.

"I love you too."

The drive to the diner was filled with singing and smoking.

When they arrived, Steve immediately recognized Robin's car, along with a very anxious Robin, holding her hand out for the lady in the car.

Nancy stepped out, smirking.

"Thank you, m'lady." She flirted, and pulled herself closer to Robin, giving here a mere heart attack.

"O-of course.." Robin was a tomato at this point.

Both Steve and Billy chuckled at her gay panic attack, whilst walking inside the diner. They sat down at a table for four, on the same booth.

Robin and Nancy accompanied them shortly after sitting. Robin had a million stains of lipstick all over her face and neck, along with her hair all over the place.

"Uh, Rob? You've got a little-" Steve motioned all over his face, and Robin panicked. Nancy giggled.

The date started off great. They ordered waffle fries for appetizers, and watching Robin and Nancy flirt never got old. The way Robin would react gave everyone life. She was a mess, an utterly gay mess.

"So, Steve and Billy." Nancy started, as she put a fry in her mouth. "How have things been? Keeping it pg?" She asked.

The memories of all the times they had sex in only the last few days flooded both their heads. Atleast six times per day-

Steve choked on his soda. Billy kicked him.

"Oh yeah, totally, pg for life." He said. Steve agreed. "We're saving it for marriage of course." Billy had never thought about marriage, but the idea of it made the butterflies come back.

Robin gave Steve the eye. "Oh bullshit Steve. Even before you and Billy got together you were fantasizing about him you dirty dog. Constantly, 'oh he looks so hot today, the things I want to do to him' 'oh he's so gorgeous, marry me!' You were hopeless, even then!"

Billy broke out in laughter. Steve sat embarrassed. "T-that's not even true." He tried, but Billy already knew. "Oh Stevie-Boy. You know damn well it's true." Billy said, gripping the brunettes thigh underneath the table. Steve shot him a look.

He earned a smirk from Billy, as he too shoved a fry in his mouth, with the free hand.

When they got their entrées, both parties were ready to leave. Not because of boredom, or akwardness. Because both bottoms were trying to seduce the tops-

Nancy kept giving Robin a look, as she would casually rub the leftover food off the corner of her mouth, smirking. She would bite her lip as she took off her jacket, exposing her tight pink shirt. Robin was drooling to say at the least.

Billy though, was much worse. These two were like dogs in heat. Billy was practically giving the man a full on handjob under the table.

But they managed through the dinner, just barely. The conversation was steady, although it was obvious they were both distracted with their partners.

After about an hour of this shit, they finally went their separate ways. As they walked out into the parking lot in the cold night of day, silent.

Steve broke that silence. "Thanks for joining us, gals." He said. Could he be anymore gay?

The two women had their arms wrapped around each other. "You too, boys."

They wrapped up their time together, and walked to the car, weirdly.

"They're totally gonna fuck." Billy said as he stepped into the navy blue car.

Steve nodded. "I can't believe Nancy bottoms-I always thought Robin was." Billy looked at him. "Nah, Nancy's a power bottom. I can tell."

Steve grinned. "Speak for yourself." Steve said.

Billy playfully hit him. "Being a bottom don't mean im not in charge, Stevie Boy." He retorted, trying to sound threatening. Steve leaned in close.

"Oh yeah? Prove it, tough guy."

Billy smirked. He put a hand on Steve's cheek, looking him in his eyes, scooting even closer to him.

"You have such pretty eyes, you know."

Damn, getting cockblocked hurts. Steve thought.

He smiled, and bit his lip. "Thank you."

Billy pulls him closer, and kisses his forehead.

He leans back into his own seat, and they begin to drive. The ride home was filled with comfortable silence, as Billy looked out the window, his hand intertwined with Steve's free one.

He kept thinking about the future, and what would happen after they graduated Highschool. He was anxious, but excited. He wanted to begin another chapter with Steve, move into a college dorm together, or even buy an apartment. Was he moving to quickly for Steve? Would he even want to live with Billy?

Billy shoved those thoughts away as his placed Steve's hands on his inner thigh. Steve glanced at him, and looked down at his hand. 

"Right where it belongs." He said, earning an eye roll from the blonde.

They drove home and by this point it was almost ten. They got settled into the house again, both changed into boxers and a shirt,  and layed down.

They cuddled to sleep, Steve being the bigger spoon.

God I love this man so much. Billy thought, as he drifted off to sleep.

I HAD SUCH BAD WRITERS BLOCK OMFG