"Made popcorn for the Star Trek marathon?" Richard asked, taking some popcorn from the bowl in Chris' hands.
"No, the new episode of Suits is on."
"Borphing." Richard rolled his eyes, his mouth full of popcorn.
"Well, I'm watching Suits. You can watch the Star Trek movies on your phone on Netflix." Chris set down the bowl of popcorn, sitting on the couch. As he picked up the remote, he felt the weight on the couch shift, and he found himself laying back on the couch. And Richard was on top of him.
Through his glasses, Richard's eyes lit up, he knew he had the advantage.
Chris! breath hitched as he felt Richard's breath against his ear, sending shivers down his spine.
"Give me the remote, or else." He whispered, a smirk on his face. Chris turned a bright red at how close Richard was, which only made him move closer...
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"I hate you." Chris grumbled, glaring at Richard, who sat on the couch happily, watching Star Trek.
"Love you too."
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Little More Than Platonic
RomanceRichard and Chris were best friends, living together in a big city. Richard is dealing with bottled-up tension, and Chris just wants to see his friend happy. When there friendship takes a different turn, what will they do to stop it from crumbling?
