"Best Friends." (A Benedict Cumberbatch love story)

Chapter 4

After an hour and two glasses later, we were dancing around the living room to Pandora Radio on shuffle.

"Hey Chris! I want another drink!" I giggled.

He smiled then he told me to come to the kitchen with him.

We went into the kitchen and grabbed two more drinks.

"Is everything fuzzy yet?" He laughed.

"No! I only had two drinks!" I laughed with him. I took the drink from him and sniffed it, "What is this stuff? It smells like marshmallows!"

"You're weird. Okay, I have to tell you something."

"What's that?"

He took a sip of his drink, "I feel weird about this. But, I think Zach is cute."

"Wait, you're gay?"

"Bisexual."

"Oh.. Well, is he seeing anyone?"

"Nope."

"I say go for it."

"I feel weird though."

"Why?"

"Well, I haven't told anyone about this.. Except for you."

"Well, I have a secret for you."

"What's that?"

"I'm on the same boat as you."

He was silent for a second, then he said, "Wait, you're bi too?"

I nodded my head, "And no one knows, but you."

"Are you lying to me, to make me feel better?"

"No!" I laughed, "Well, I am trying to make you feel better, but I am really bi."

"Huh, interesting. And why haven't you told Benedict this?"

"I don't know, honestly. But I don't want to go tell him now. That would be awkward. I mean, we just kissed a few hours ago. Even though we're not technically going out, I still feel weird about it."

"You shouldn't feel weird about it."

"I know. It's just, too soon."

"Whatever makes you comfortable."

Zach came into the kitchen.

"Hey Zachary!" I smiled as I headed to the kitchen door. I turned back and winked at Chris, then I left the room.

 When I entered the living room, Anton was laying on the pool table, smoking a cigarette.

"I didn't know you smoked." I said as I grabbed a pool stick.

He blew smoke out of his mouth, then he looked at the cigarette, "I'm not addicted. This is my first one of this year."

"Wow, a smoker who is not addicted, congrats." I smiled as I poked him with the pool stick.

He smiled, then he sat up, "Wanna play?"

"Nah. I'm not a pool kind of person. I suck at it."

"I can teach you." Benedict said as he got off of the couch.

"Are you going to stand behind me like they do in the movies?" I joked.

"I might."

I puckered my lips up, "I don't wanna learn."

He came over to me, "Come on, let me teach you just once."

"Okay, only if you stand behind me."

He stood behind me, and he put his arms on mine.

I started to blush, "So, how do you play, Mr. Cumberbatch?"

He then whispered, "I don't know how to play." In my ear.

I turned to him, "Really?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to stand here like this."

"Creep." I stuck my tongue out at him.

Zach and Chris came out of the kitchen. I went over to Chris, who was smiling.

"So, what happened?" I asked as I took a sip of my drink.

"Nothing." He continued to smile.

"So then, what happened? There has to be a reason to why you're smiling."  

"Nothing happened, I swear." He chuckled, "He just makes me happy, that's all." 

"Aww." I nudged him, "I wanna set you two up. Just like how you guys were trying to set Benedict and I up. I want you guys to kiss before tomorrow." 

"I'm nervous though." 

"Why?" 

"What if he rejects me?" 

"He won't reject you. You're Chris mother fucking Pine. And I've seen the way you two act around each other. And I think you two would make an amazing couple." 

He smiled, "But what about our fans?" 

"What about them? A good amount of them ship you. Hell, I ship you two. Even before I found out you were bi." 

"I thought you said Kirk and Spock." 

"I just said that because I didn't want you guys to think I was like everyone else. But now, I want you two together more than anything."  

He smiled, "So, what's you're plan?" 

"Well, you and Zach are pretty close, right?" 

He nodded his head, "Yeah." 

"You just have to play it out. Act like you normally do. And at the last second, look into his eyes, slowly move in towards him, and kiss him." 

"What if it doesn't work? I mean, I don't want things to be awkward between us." 

I thought for a second, then I said, "I'll be right back." I walked over to Zach, who was standing at the pool table with Anton and Benedict, "Zachary, may I speak with you for a moment, in private?" 

"Sure." He smiled and walked away from the table. 

I took his arm and lead him into the kitchen, "I need you to be brutally honest with me." I hoped up on the kitchen counter. 

"I'll do my best." 

"What do you think of Chris?" 

"Why do you want to know?" He smiled. 

"Curiosity." 

"Okay. Well, Chris is a nice guy, he's funny and smart, he really knows how to cook. He has pretty eyes, and he's a good looking guy." He stopped for a second. 

I sat there on the edge of the counter, leaning towards Zach. 

He smiled for a second, "I like him. Not as a friend, nor a brother." 

I smiled big, "Really?"  

"Yeah, but don't tell him, please. It will ruin our relationship." 

"Oh, I won't, I promise." I smiled as I hoped off the counter, "You have my word." I held my pinky out. 

He hooked his pinky with mine. 

"Promise." I said. 

We left the kitchen and Zach resumed with talking to Benedict and Anton. 

"My plan is a-go." I said as I passed Chris.