The Afterparty: A Garroth X Laurence fanfic

Chapter 3

Laurence froze as his eyes latched onto Garroth. The moonlight made his hair glow, forming into a slight halo. Laurence admired his cheekbones, and the way his mouth almost seemed to curve up. Wait. This was wrong! He liked Aphmau.... Right?

"W-what's up?" Garroth finally stammered out. Laurence snapped back to reality. "Nothing...." He said quietly, as if talking to loudly would break the night's spell. He finally noticed his cheeks and how they turned slightly link. He tilted his head slightly, pulling back his charming demeanor. "Wanna swim with me? It was getting a little hot inside, and I needed a break." He said, pushing back slightly and paddling his legs and hands to stay afloat.

Garroth hesitated before pulling off his shirt and jeans. Laurence could have died right there and been a happy man. Garroth met Laurence's eyes for a moment before diving in perfectly. Laurence wrestled with himself for a moment. There was no way he liked his best friend. No possible way. He loved Aphmau..... But did he really?

Laurence sighed. There was only one way to find out. Laurence waited as Garroth broke through the water. Holy cow... He looked gorgeous.... Laurence shook his head. No, not right now... Garroth swam to the side and pulled himself up. "Already done?" Laurence asked in a sly, quiet voice. He began to swam over to where Garroth was. He could feel his cheeks began to heat up as his neared his friend. What he was about to do may just ruin their friendship.... But he was going to do it anyways.

Laurence gripped the side of the pool, and started to pull himself up. Garroth began to back away, but before he could, Laurence grabbed onto his perfect jaw, pulling him down and-