Happenstance (LGBTQ) [Editing]

Thirteen

Where are we going?

I'm not brave enough to voice this out loud because I'm still stuck on the fact he's holding my hand and I'm just trying to breathe properly. I'm honestly overwhelmed with everything.

I'm so confused but Adam seems fine as he drives with precision with only hand. His hand is much rougher than my own and significantly larger. Maybe even big enough to cover my face. His thumb with familiarity runs over the back of my palm.

"Elliott you alright?"

He questions out of nowhere. Clearly I'm not.

I only nod. He smiles and focuses back on the road. Let's hope wherever we're going isn't too far.

••••

"We're almost there. Just five more minutes."

"Okay."

I feel like I'm catching a fever from head to toe. My palm must have gotten sweaty by now. So why hasn't he let go yet. I don't know but I'm having to remind myself this doesn't mean anything. He doesn't have feelings for me.

The vechicle begins to slow. I look out the window seeing we're pulling inside the drive through of a Dairy Queen.

Why are we here?

What do you get at Dairy Queen anyway? I've never been to one before. Adam rolls close to the jeep in front of us, no actually it looks more like a monster truck with how huge it is. The extremely large jeep/truck pulls up to the order machine. I watch closely as a muscular man with the most beautiful long hair in messy bun leans out to order.

Wow he's handsome.

Adam squeezes my hand.

"Hey did you hear me?"

"What was that?" I ask. I didn't hear a thing he said.

I focus on him now. His clear brown sugary skin is smooth and his face looks bright and gorgeous as he's bearing his beautiful smile.

"I was asking what ice cream flavors you like. We're next to order."

Adam clarifies while looking at me with those soul trapping eyes of his. My face flush and I bite my lip.

"Uh cookies and cream, chocolate or anything really except rum raisin. That's my least favorite flavor."

"Okay sure thing."

"Wait. Why are we getting ice cream?"

Adam rolls up as the truck moves up some more, ignoring my question. He orders for us getting me cookies and cream and vanilla with chocolate cookie sprinkles for himself. Once he's finish the space ahead clears as the rugged looking white man with lumberjack hair retrieves his items and pays. Soon he's driving off leaving our turn to pay.

Adam smoothly gets out his wallet. In the process letting go of my hand to get it and his debit card. Our ice cream is given shortly after.

"Thank you." He says to the worker as he takes the cup holder.

"Hold these sunshine." Adam hands me the cupholder.

Once I have them he turns back to the person.

"Can we have some napkins please?"

He's given back his card and a bunch of napkins.

"Thanks again." Adam says and secures away his card. The napkins are placed in the empty cup holder. Adam drives off going around to an empty parking lot close to the Dairy Queen. He parks and leaves the engine off.

Adam takes his cup and begins scooping out his ice cream.

"Hmm. This taste good."

I watch as he slowly licks his spoon clean ever so slowly. Then he cleans his lips of any access vanilla.