The mini concert had just ended. Everyone was clapping and cheering for the band. The whole place was filled with whistles and woo's. The band was waving their hands back at the audience. They then proceeded to walk out of the stage. The five boys also stood up and started walking out. Caden and Oliver were still a bit shaken by the sight they'd just seen.
"Are you okay?" Tyrone asked Oliver.
"Yeah, why'd you ask?" he replied.
"I saw you and Caden almost froze at the last song. Is something wrong?" Tyrone asked.
"It's nothing." Oliver replied. "We were looking at two guys and they kissed. That's all." Caden added.
"Interesting." said Tyrone.
"Where are we going, now?" Jake asked them.
"We're going to get the pizzas you owed Tyrone, remember?" Oliver said.
"Ugh. I thought you'd forgotten! That was last week!" Jake complained.
"Chop chop, curly boy. You owe me two pizzas." Tyrone teased.
"Two?! Who said I'd buy two?"
"Me. Because it's my birthday! You wouldn't want me to be mad at you again, would you?" Tyrone teased again, speaking in a baby voice.
Jake sighed. "Fine. What pizza are we buying?"
The other boys yelled "Yay!" in unison. They were overjoyed by Jake's coerced generosity. They walked fast, hoping that the stores haven't closed yet in the midnight. They entered one and all pointed at the pepperoni one posted on the wall. "We want that one!" they said together.
"I'm never going out with all of you again." Jake jokingly said. The boys just laughed together, seemingly unbothered by the late-night hours. They walked out of the mall doors and called an Uber. In around 10 minutes, a car came to pick up the group and take them home.
They changed into their house clothes and sat on anything they could lay their butts on. They took out the pizza Jake bought and talked amongst themselves.
Tyrone was looking at his phone when Caden took a glance. He saw a chat head floating on the corner of the screen. It was Claire's.
"I didn't know you talked with Claire." Caden told the birthday boy.
"Yeah. She greeted me last night when the clock immediately hit 12 midnight. We kinda kept talking throughout the day. She's quite the chatterbox." Tyrone replied.
"That girl finally made her move." Caden thought to himself. He looked to the side and let out a single giggle.
The boys were chilling in the rooftop when Aunt Alice suddenly came up the spiral stairs holding a heavy plastic bag. They couldn't see what was inside since it was a different color, but the outside was condensing, probably from the coldness. With every step, the contents chimed like bells.
"I got the drinks you ordered, honey." Alice told her son.
"Thanks, mom." Tyrone replied.
Tyrone then peeled away the white bag that covered the wet bottles.
"You brought alcohol?!" Jake asked in shock.
"What's wrong? You don't drink?" Tyrone teased.
A myriad of bottles greeted Caden. There were bottles of gin, cola, and sachets of fruit juice. There was also a bag of ice in the mix. These were all foreign to him, he didn't know what Tyrone was planning to do with any of these.
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Those Damn Dimples (BL)
RomanceA lot of Caden's later years were spent with the absence of his father, a man whom he had always wanted to feel by his side. He longed for his father, to feel safe in his arms when he's in peril. The man was always abroad, working. Caden had conside...
