Kind of a Pretty Boy, isn't he?

Chapter 2

" Hunk...you think you could sneak me another glass? "

The brunet in question just scoffed, rolling his eyes at Lance's question.

" no. No way, Dad's eventually gonna notice that there's less beer than what has been paid for today, and I can't keep covering for your dumb ass " He retorted, but was already pouring his friend yet another glass.

" I really thought we had something this time, " Lance muttered, burying his head in his arms, " maybe I really am just confused..."

Hunk sighed, shaking his head, " I don't think so. I'm sure you just haven't found the right guy yet. Or girl ".

"maybe..." The smaller brunet groaned and took a swig of the drink Hunk had provided him with,despite being a minor. He really didn't care, just wanting to get over this stupid breakup as soon as possible.

Lance had been mulling over his sexuality for a while now, thinking first he was straight, then a little gay. Then really gay.
He'd heard of bisexual, but he just didn't think that he could like both girls and boys. He honestly thought he was just confused most of the time.

" hey.. You know, I did see this guy today.." He mumbled, still pouting over the breakup, " he was pretty cute. Definitely not from around here, he looked a bit Asian...had an ugly mullet though"

" that's too bad, " Hunk commented, already busy washing one of the glasses Lance had already emptied as he listened, " about him being a tourist, I mean. Since he was totally your type and all"

"Wh- no way! I'd never date a guy with a mullet!" Lance protested, finishing his drink with a couple more swigs.

He sighed, getting up from the bar and running a hand through his hair, " it's getting late...do I smell like alcohol? Mama will kill me if she finds out..."

" Lance, buddy, we're in a bar. everything smells like alcohol in here " the male retorted, shooing his friend out the door before he could cause even more trouble.

" whatever. I'll see you Monday, " the brunet muttered, turning to leave, " five-thirty, right? I'll try not to be late ".

With that he was gone, probably off to the beach to laugh at tourists. Hunk knew how his friend could be when he was tipsy.

****

It had been about a week since Keith's encounter with the beautiful stranger. If you could call it an encounter.

He couldn't help but wonder what he'd been crying about, just wishing he could have asked him.
He didn't look like a tourist, but you never know.

" Keith. What's wrong?"

Shirk looked up from his dinner, giving Keith a once-over, as if he'd be able to tell what was wrong by the way he was dressed or something.

The raven had been playing with his food, and sighing quite a bit. He supposed that did seem a bit suspicious.

" I'm fine "

Shiro didn't seem convinced, " come on, you've been like this since we went to the beach. what's up?"

Keith sighed, cheeks heating to a faint pink, " I...I saw the most....beautiful boy the other day..."

" Oh, really? what made him so beautiful?" The older male mused, chuckling softly at Keith's embarrassment.

Keith's cheeks only became more flushed when he remembered the tanned beauty," he was just...crying "

" well then he must be some hell of a  guy" his friend chuckled, starting to eat again, " what's his name? "

" not a clue. I think he lives over in Calipatria, but he might have just been a tourist..." Keith muttered, poking a bit at his dinner before finally eating.

" well, I suppose you'll see on Monday, " Shirk assured, sighing, " I remember when I was your age. Senior in highschool, adored by many"

Keith scoffed, rolling his eyes, " stop acting like some kind of old man, you literally graduated last year"

The two joked and made fun as they ate, finishing off their rather pleasant evening with a nice movie.

Of course, Keith didn't go to bed right after that, instead taking to the internet in an attempt to find out if the stranger from the gas station went to his highschool.

They had a school blog, despite the fact that the school only had about three hundred students. He figured he would have seen the handsome male before if they went to the same school, but it wasn't like Keith had always lived here.

So, he had an excuse.

He anonymously posted a 'call out' for the male, describing the boy as more handsome than beautiful. So not to arouse suspicion that the anonymous comment was actually from a male.
He really didn't need it going around the school that he was gay right before graduation.

He read it over once or twice before finally posting it, silently hoping that the brunet from before saw it within a couple of hours. After all, this was one of the only things for students to do around here other than swim.

Keith waited.
He waited and waited and waited, up into the early hours of the morning.

He eventually gave up and fell asleep, but he tried not to give up hope. Maybe he was just...asleep.
Or something.