You were waiting in line at the cash register with your friend Ashton as tonight was movie night and you needed snacks, blankets, games, and of course, a movie. You had been planning for weeks and never got around as you both either had work, or school and you wanted to be good examples for his younger siblings.
"You sure you're cool with getting the SpongeBob Movie?" Ashton asked as the line moved up ever so slightly.
"It will be just like watching it in the theatre, but this time kids won't throw popcorn at us or look at us weird if I snort. I say it's a win/win," you chuckled, going through your belongings again. "I just feel like we're missing something," you sighed.
"Popcorn?" Ashton asked.
"Check."
"Skittles?"
"Check."
"Blankets?"
"Check."
"Playing cards?"
"Check."
"The movie?"
"Check."
"Chocolate?"
"No shit. I only got five packages," you giggled.
"I'll take that as a yes. Ice cream?"
"Yup."
"Whipped cream?"
"Yeah."
"Second movie?"
"Captain America," you answered.
"My bandana?" He said as he felt his head. His eyes went wide as you giggled and raised your hand that held his missing bandana.
"Present."
"Thank God," he sighed in relief. "My bananas?"
"Oh..." you froze. "So that's what I was forgetting..."
"You forgot my bananas?!" He groaned.
"Well, would you rather have you bandana or your bananas?" You asked innocently.
"I don't know!"
"Okay, so I found it at the bananas which caused me to assume you had gotten some already so I didn't grab any," you explained. "If it means that much to you, I'll go and run for some right now," you said. The line was now moving quicker and more steadily, making your time frame shrink.
"Go, then!" He said, grabbing the cart. You bolted away for produce in the other side of the store in panic that you just broke one of Ashton's number one rules.
"If you wanna be my friend, there are three rules," he had said. "Rule #1: Under no circumstances are you to ever call me, 'daddy' no matter what, because I swear, that is not cool. Don't confine to the rumours," he demanded. You had thought he was joking, but he was dead serious.
"Rule #2: Don't ever say that my jokes suck, because my jokes are awesome," he had requested, but his jokes were too cheesy in reality.
"And, rule #3: Don't ever, and I mean ever, forget my bananas if and when we ever go shopping," and this one rule, you were sure he was kidding about, but alas, this strange boy was yet again serious. And yet, you were still here after all this time. Five years, to be exact. And here you had broken the third and final rule. As you got to the bananas, you searched through for the ripest ones and ran back. Ashton had managed to almost finish checking out, and you just made it. You sighed in relief and you both payed off your merchandise, going to your car.
"I can't believe that you fucking forgot my bananas," he scoffed.
"It was an accident! I'm sorry! God damn!" You said in defence.
"I know. Sorry," he sighed. Let's go, yeah?"
"Yeah," you nodded. When you got to your flat, you both built a fort in your living room and set up blankets and pillows underneath to be more comfortable. You had snacks set up, and your laptop within to watch the movies. It was bound to be the best movie night, especially since Ashton had gotten permission to stay the night.
"This movie will be so great. I feel it in my gut," Ashton announced.
"You've seen it before," you chuckled.
"Oh, shush," he scoffed. "I can pretend I haven't."
"You're so dumb," you said, snorting in the process. He smiled widely and chuckled. You blushed because no matter how subtle a laugh he made, even if he just cracked a smile, you found it absolutely adorable.
About halfway through the movie, you two were just cuddling, and at several points, you caught him staring at you. You thought it was just because of you snort, and didn't think much of it. When he started playing with your hair, you found yourself getting too tired to function. He gently wrapped his arms around you and rubbed your thigh, not in a creepy way, but one that was somewhat soothing.
"Hey, Y/N?" He asked quietly.
"Yeah?" You replied while yawning. He grabbed your hand in his and rubbed the back of your hand with his thumb.
"You know I like you, right?" He asked shyly. You looked up at him and smiled.
"I had no idea, but it works out because I like you too," you said in the most innocent voice imaginable. He smiled widely and looked over your face. When he leaned in, you didn't even register what was happening until he was about an inch away. You frowned when he stopped and looked him in the eye. When you leaned in, he pulled back.
"You're adorable and all, but I'm still mad that you forgot my bananas," he said.
"You fucker," you groaned. "Would rather have had bananas or your bandana?" You asked with an arched eyebrow. "And I went back and got them anyways!" You began to get flustered and crossed your arms.
"I'm just teasing, calm down," he cooed, moving a piece of hair that had fallen in front of your eyes. "I would take either or both or none. It wouldn't matter as long as I still had you," he replied, kissing your cheek. You began to blush and his your face in his shoulder.
"I hate you," you mumbled as you looked back up at him.
"Why?" He asked with a smirk. He started to play with your hands as you made eye contact with him again. You felt your insides melt.
"Because you're a fucking tease," you answered while shaking your head. "Shame on you."
"Would a kiss make you feel better?" He asked with a pout.
"No," you turned your head when he leaned in again. He frowned.
"But now I actually wanna," he whined.
"Too bad," you scolded. "Shoulda thought of that before."
"Please?"
"No."
"I'll throw away my bananas and my bandana," he swore. You gasped and looked at him. "I would never make you do such a thing!"
"I'd do for one kiss, plus I was gonna cut my hair anyways," he said running his fingers through his mangled Tarzan hair.
"Well, I mean, I wouldn't stop you," you said, "but let me do something real quick."
"Okay, wha-," he began, but you cut him off as you actually kissed him. All those emotions you bottled up for years had been let out. You ran your fingers through his tangles hair and pulled at the ends. You smiled him and cupped his neck in your hand, bringing his head closer, pecking his cheek.
"I've waited to do that for years," you smiled, catching your breath. He sat in shock and a blush slowly crept onto his face along with a smile so wide, you were afraid he'd break his face.
"The SpongeBob Movie is magic!" He exclaimed as the credits began to roll. You giggled as you replaced the movie and just cuddled the rest of the night... and then some.
