"Specs it was so sad," Dutchy sniffled as they exited the movie theater.
"Yeah Dutchy, you told me that before we opened the door," Specs sighed as he opened the car door for his boyfriend. They had just seen "Inside Out" and the blond was feeling emotional.
"Because it was, I mean Bing Bong,"
"Dutch, I just saw the movie I know what happened to Bing Bong," the brunet buckled his seat belt and pulled out of the parking space. He was planning on driving Dutchy home, but he had convinced him to go to the old playground were they used to hang out. After they got out, Dutchy ran to the swings like he did when they were five.
"Hey remember that time Jack broke his arm trying to impress Davy?" he asked as he started pumping his legs.
"David was ready to call the National Guard," Specs laughed as he sat on the swing beside his best friend.
"You asked me out here, too remember?" Of course he remembered! How could he forget. He'd been more nervous that day than he had in his entire life. It had been a couple of years ago. The two had just started high school, and Specs had called Dutchy and asked him if he would meet him there. Before he had gotten there. Specs had been pacing back and forth rehearsing what he was going to say. When the blond tapped him on the shoulder he nearly had a heart attack.
"What did you want to talk about?" he asked after he had stopped laughing. Lucky for Dutch, his laughs were contagious, preventing Specs from punching him in the gut. That went over to the swings and sat down
"Adam," Specs started, using his friends real name, "you know how we've been friend since we were little."
"Yeah..." he was concerned. Specs never used his real name. The shorter boy took a deep breath, and look his friend in the eye.
"Well, I've been wanting to be...more than friends for a while now. He watched the blond's face as he processed what his companion was saying.
"You mean, you want to start dating?" he asked.
"Yes. Look I know you're probably freaking out right now and," Specs was cut off by Dutchy's lips making contact with his. He felt his worries melt away.
"I hope that answer, because I'm bad with words," Dutchy laughed.
"Specs, dude?" the lanky teen wave a hand in front of the other's face.
"Yeah?"
"You were in La-la Land, I bet you didn't hear a word I said," he complained. Specs laughed, got up, and stood in front of his boyfriend's swing.
"Nope, didn't hear a word," he said and kissed him just like he had done years ago.
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FanfictionOne-shot and drabbles about our favorite singing-dancing newsboys. Mostly slash. You have been warned