Want You (BoyxBoy)

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*Drug warning

-Ry-

I don't think anyone's noticed my gaze on him. Mainly because I've barely looked at him since he's sat down. Even when he got up twice to get more beer. I haven't made an effort to talk to him. For some reason, I feel an odd sensation in my gut. It's almost like I'm nervous. But I never really get nervous. Not when it comes to flirting. That's always come naturally to me.

Thankfully, I get put on blunt duty, which helps keep me occupied for the moment. And it does help... but only until I catch myself glancing at him to see he's already staring back at me. God, his eyes are so alluring. He has an intrigued look on his face, too. Is he also interested in me? Quit staring so hard at him!

I bring my attention back to the blunt to attempt to finish the half-rolled thing. I've never had such a hard time rolling up, but it proves to be rather challenging when I have a beautiful boy next to me burning a hole in me with his stare.

Not being able to focus, I bring my eyes back to his. Just attempt a little conversation. It's just talking. It's not hard.

"Do you smoke?" I ask, gesturing to the blunt in my hands.

He looks a little stunned before answering, "Uh, yeah. I'm still a newbie, though." Why was that so cute? God, that makes me wonder how old he is. I'm over here simping for him, and I don't even know his age. I'm not trying to catch a case. But surely if he's Alyx's friend, he should be about eighteen, too. Okay, fuck everything else. His age is the main priority now.

I don't even try to lead up to it. There's no point in it if he's too young. Plus, asking someone's age isn't an odd thing to want to know. "Hmm. How old are you?"

"Eighteen." Okay, good.

"So, you're still in school?" I ask, knowing that's pretty obvious. I don't know if I want to date someone that's still in high school. Granted, I only graduated a year ago.

"Yeah. I go to school with Alyx and Amaya." He glances around the room before adding, "And everyone else in here." He lets a forced laugh out, but the sound of it is like music to my ears. Not to mention the small smile he gives me. I can't even stop the corner of my lips from lifting. Remembering the blunt, I go to continue with it before he interrupts me. Not that I mind. "What about you? How old are you?"

"Nineteen. When's your birthday?" I ask, needing confirmation on it.

"March twenty-ninth."

"Mine's April sixteenth."

"We're both Aries," he comments, making me let a laugh out.

"Yeah, we are." Okay, he's definitely giving off gay vibes now. I might be jumping the gun a little early, but mostly girls and gays are the only ones that care about the zodiac signs.

"So, do you like it here?" he asks, moving his eyes around my apartment again. Hmm. He's the one trying to make small talk now? Maybe he is interested.

"Besides it being tiny as hell, yeah." I've only been in it for a little over two months, but I like it. It was a nice place that happened to be available after I got out of jail... That's a story for another time.

"Well, it seems pretty nice, despite that." Now he's giving out a compliment. Either I'm delusional and I'm thinking too much into this, or he's interested in me as well.

"Thanks."

He doesn't say anything else, so I use the chance the finish rolling the blunt. Once I'm satisfied, I light it up and bring it to my lips, taking a draw. I hit it once more before meeting his eyes and handing it to him. He avoids touching my fingers, which I'm partly thankful for but also a little disappointed. He only hits it once before giving it to Alyx. I can tell he's holding back a cough with how his eyes are watering. He really is a newbie. He takes a sip of his beer, and disgust laces his features. Hmm, maybe he doesn't like this kind.