~Male crush x male reader~ BOOK ONE!!!

The Breakfast Place (angst + fluff)

3rd person POV:

"Why are all the lights off? That's odd. I know for sure I-"

"SURPRISE!"

The lights are turned back on and Y/N looks around his living room, realizing that his friends all threw a surprise party for him for his 22nd birthday. Tears of joy gather in his eyes as he sees the love & appreciation his friends all feel for him.

"Thank you all so much..."

Y/N tries to wipe his eyes, his friends all surrounding him in a group hug. His very best friend, C/N, whispers in his ear, a smile able to be heard in his voice.

"Happy 22nd, Y/N."

Y/N feels his heart flutter at the soft birthday wish from his crush & best friend, an infectious smile of his own spreading across his face as he thanks him. C/N simply hugs him tighter, eliciting a small giggle from the birthday boy.

"Guess what we have planned for you, Y/N?"

He looks at his friend and waits curiously for her to finish her sentence.  

"A rage room."

Y/N gasps excitedly, nodding eagerly and grabbing C/N's hand.

"Yay! Let's go!" 

Not wanting to waste time, his other friends follow closely behind to the car of one of the others, since they all know he doesn't like driving. 

~*time skip to after the rage room*~

Now that everyone has released some of their pent up negative energy by breaking discarded items in a protected space, most of the people in the group have found themselves either utterly exhausted or just plain tired. Y/N is practically about to pass out, now having basically no energy left after how many glass bottles, already somewhat broken electronics, and other donated items he ended up breaking. C/N has his arm around him, supporting his weight and leading him to the car that everyone traveled in together.

Rather than singing along with a playlist from someone's phone like they did on the way to the rage room two hours prior, everyone is almost completely silent, including the exhausted birthday boy and his crush & best friend. Y/N leans his head on C/N's shoulder as he runs his fingers through Y/N's hair and hums a soft tune, the exchange making the hearts of everyone else in the car swell with affection. 

"Does anyone have the energy to get food for all of us and bring it to the car to eat before we go home?"

Everyone in the car disagrees, grumbling about their prostration or simply leaving their responses at some short variation of 'no'.

"Understandable. Me either."

Y/N is dropped off first, C/N getting out of the car with him to help him get to bed.

"Geez, man. You're acting like you're drunk or something. Are you really that tired?"

He simply nods against C/N's neck, also not having the energy for words. C/N lets out a soft chuckle, unlocking his front door and stepping inside with a sigh of relief.

"Here you are. Home sweet home. Want help getting to bed?"

Y/N nods again, barely able to stand anymore. C/N nods back at the confirmation, tightening his arm around him and going down the hallway leading to the exhausted man's bedroom. As the bedroom door opens, Y/N practically collapses onto it immediately, earning a soft, amused laugh from C/N as he pulls the comforter over him. 

"Night, bub. Hope you had a good day today."

Y/N nods a little with a quiet 'night', falling deeply asleep immediately after the words come out. When C/N's sure he's asleep, he presses the smallest kiss to his forehead, putting his phone on the charger and leaving the room to give him privacy for his sleep.