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kiss me before you kiss everyone else

Tom was playing his bass, trying to nail a bit that he needed to do for a song. A band he was acquaintances with asked him to fill in for their bassist that had gotten in some random accident. It wasn't anything horrible, they just broke their wrist and were actually almost done healing. They had filtered through a few people and eventually Tom turned up, susan in hand. He didn't carry the same charm as the other guy but he got the job done and got paid in a few free drinks after each show so he bothered to learn each song they wanted to play.

He was on his tan carpet floor, aux plugged in and attempting to learn the bassline to Blink-182's 'Dammit'. The notes were fairly easy, The same Four bars repeating over and over again. Simple stuff, the tricky part was remembering it so he sat there repeating the same section over and over again to drill it into his skull when it comes time to actually play live.

Tom's door creaked open but he didn't bother looking up from his bass. "Hey Edd." Edd sat his cola on Toms tv stand and started walking towards his closet. "What do you want?" Tom did bother looking at Edd thai time and in response, Edd huffed "Your love Tom. Why must you hate me?" There was a serious expression but was clearly ironic. Tom smiled and chuckled a bit "Yeah whatever." Edd smiled and rolled his eyes. "Do you have any fancy like.. Dress clothes. Yeah? Yeah. Fancy dress clothes. Have any of those?"

"Why do you need said fancy dress clothes." by now Edd had sat down in front of his closet, rummaging through his clothes. "Going to a party." Edd bit the side of his mouth, wasn't because of any reason, just a habit he'd grown to have when multitasking. "Man! Why do you and Matt always get invited to parties! Matt is barely a capable adult and yet he gets to have girls rubbing on him! No fair!" Edd turned to face Tom "Because your a grouch. A hater if you will." Edd giggled to himself about the last bit but the sentiment still stood. Anyhow he turned back to going through Tom's closet.

Tom crossed his arms and grumbled, his bass falling on his lap delicately. "You guys get to sleep with girls and drink with them while im stuck here at home!"

"Don't you have a show tonight though?"

"Yeah! But that doesn't explain all the other times!"

"Im proud of you! Your working really hard on this bass player thing and I can tell your heart is in it. After their bassline heals you should start filling in for more bands! Or even start something of your own, I mean your talented enough."

"Woah thanks for the random compliment. I don't know. This has always been a hobby but i guess turning it into money would be nice since I fucking hate my job at the gas station."

"Hell yeah! Right now were are only living on Matts government money and art commissions. Which is not a lot LOL. Thanks for keeping us afloat Tom!"

They both smiled but neither of them could see it.

"No problem. I mean adding gas station money the sum of cash isn't a lot either but I suppose it's something. And getting paid in actual money instead of shitty beer would be sweet. Still a bit angry about not being able fuck girls at parties like you two... Also don't say 'lol' out loud like a dweeb"

"Dude where is your stupid dress pants. That's all I need. Also Matt isn't coming to the party it's just me who was invited."

"They're the second to last thingy hanging up."

Tom was pretty clearly angry. It doesn't take a lot to get him all riled up. Edd looked up and spotted the pants folded, balanced messily on a hanger. He swiftly grabbed the black pants and turned around. They were both sitting on the floor, Edd was leaning on his hands with the pants under one palm, Tom with his arms crossed, wishing he got fuck Edd instead of these whores at a party getting the chance. Edd rolled his eyes and sighed. "Your not going to let this go, i can tell already. So how bout I kiss you? Then you can pretend your at a party kissing some hot bimbo." Toms 'eyes' widened "huh?" He managed to mumble out, very clearly taken aback.

Edd quickly realized his mistake and his face grew red "Sorry! I just thought since your were talking about how much I kiss girls at parties thats what you wanted! I should've realized it was for the booze sorry!" Toms mind quickly scrambled, trying to find an excuse to kiss the guy sitting a few feet away on his carpet. "NO! No! You were right. I just am really jealous." This time it was Edd's turn to mumble out a "Huh?"

"I mean we can kiss and pretend eachother are girls! After that I can't really complain!" Tom's excuses and trying to make it as straight as possible seemed to make sense to Edd "Um. ok." Edd looked down at the carpet for a few seconds, both of the boys faces were smoldering. After staring at the soft tan material plastered all over the home, Edd looked up at Tom. They stared into each other's eyes, as if they weren't doing this because Tom was stubborn and wanted to kiss a chick. Edd crawled over on his knees and sat on top of Toms legs then he put both of his sweaty hands on Tom's face. Edd was unsure of what to do so he gave a quick peck on the cheek then one, slightly longer kiss on the lips. Tom didn't close his eyes and pretend it was a girl but neither did Edd.

Edd made haste of getting off Toms body. He stood up and stared down at a love struck Tom. "Ok so um. I hope I kiss enough like a girl for it to feel like one. Ok bye." He quickly ran out, leaving his cola behind and slammed the door shut. Tom could barely process what just happened so he just sat there for the next few minutes. Hearing Edd walk down the hall then walk back to leave the house before starting to get back into motion. He just picked up his bass and strummed the four chords. If this luck continued maybe he would get paid actual money tonight.