Social Norms (Synacky)

Chapter Twenty-Four

“How long did you have on crush on me before you asked me out?”

Brian and Zacky were sitting on the beach, Zacky nestled in between Brian’s legs comfortably.

“Um…” Brian ran his fingers up and down Zacky’s arms, planting a kiss to the back of his neck, then he smiled. “Remember when you guys were talking about band names and we all went out for ice cream?”

Zacky blushed a little, “Yeah, you put some on my face…”

“Well, I randomly wanted to kiss you so fucking bad. That’s when it all started, I guess.”

“You wanted to kiss me?” Zacky asked, nuzzling his face in Brian’s neck.

“Yeah. It was so bad. Just imagine randomly getting the urge to kiss a girl you just barely knew well enough to call a friend. Yeah, it was strange.”

“Kiss me now.” Zacky tilted his head up and puckered his lips, making kissing sounds, and Brian rolled his eyes, kissing him softly.

“You’re such a cutie, Zee.” Brian chuckled.

Zacky didn’t reply, which Brian knew he wouldn’t, taking handfuls of sand and doing his best to bury Brian’s legs without putting much effort into it.

Brian took a sip of his wine, before speaking up, “Can I ask you a question?”

“Yeah,” Zacky replied, “Ask me anything.”

“Has any guy ever made you come before?”

Zacky coughed, choking on his wine. Brian knew he was blushing even though he couldn’t see his face. Even the tips of his ears were turning red in embarrassment. “That’s so vulgar.” He replied, “What kind of question is that?”

“A vulgar one.” Brian responded. “Answer it, though.”

Zacky sighed, reluctantly replying, “Yes, a few guys have gotten me off before.”

“What did they-“

“No details. I’m not talking about that, I’m trying to be classy here!”

Brian wondered what Zacky liked. How had those guys gotten him off? Were they rough with him or gentle? Did they blow him or fuck him or just give him a hand job? Brian wanted more than anything to be able to get Zacky to come undone the first time they did anything. It would be so embarrassing if he didn’t…

“Have you ever been in love before, Bri?” Zacky asked, and Brian snapped out of his thoughts.

“What?” he responded dumbly, eyes resting on the back of Zacky’s head. Zacky examined the ocean through his wine glass as he asked, “Have you ever been in love?”

“I don’t think so…” Brian frowned down at the deep red liquid in his cup. “Have you?”

“I’m not sure yet.” Zacky replied, turning to face Brian. Before Brian could ask what he meant, Zacky kissed him.

Brian smiled into the kiss, setting aside his glass so he could cup Zacky’s face in his hands. “Hey,” he whispered, thumbs running over Zacky’s cheeks. “Spend the night with me.”

Zacky’s emerald eyes wavered over Brian’s face as he replied, “B-But I-“

“My family will be out tonight, I have the whole house to myself. We don't even have to do anything. I just want you to sleep by my side tonight. Please, Zacky…”

Zacky looked uncertain as he stared at Brian. He opened his mouth, then closed it again. Finally he replied, “No. I’m not ready for that.”

Brian sighed, taking the last sip of his wine and kissing Zacky gently. “Okay.”

Zacky smiled, kissing Brian’s cheeks. Brian grinned, and Zacky kissed the tip of his nose, lips trailing down his jaw line, then across his chin and up to his forehead. “What are you doing?” he asked, but Zacky didn’t reply. He kissed Brian’s temples and ears, then pressed his forehead against his boyfriend’s.

Brian smiled, cupping Zacky’s face in his hands. “Thank you for that.”

Zacky buried his face in Brian’s neck, fingers clutching at his shirt. He mumbled something quietly into Brian’s skin, and he said, “What?”

Zacky pulled away to look up at him. “I’ll spend the night with you.”

~*~

“Brent’s at his friend’s, Kenna’s with Suzy’s parents, and dad and Suzy are having a date in LA.” Brian explained as he crashed on the couch, patting next to him for Zacky to come sit. “So it’s just us.”

Zacky sat next to him, pressing up close against him. “That’s good.” He replied, “What are we going to do?”

“Well, we could watch a movie.” Brian offered. He wasn’t going to mention sex. No, Zacky wasn’t like any other girl he’d dated before. He was letting Zacky call the shots, he had to constantly remind himself. A movie would be good. “What kinds of movies do you like?”

They watched Edward Scissorhands after Zacky admitted his obsession for Tim Burton films. Curled up together under a blanket on the couch, Brian couldn’t help but wonder if they would be doing things like this fifteen years from now. Zacky was captivated with the movie, and mouthed the words quietly to himself as the characters spoke them. And Brian was captivated with Zacky, even though he didn’t much care for the film. It was weird and a little off, and confused him more than entertained him.

After the movie ended, they made their way to Brian’s room, stumbling in the dark, too lazy to find the lights. Brian was buzzed with a sense of euphoria, even though he knew nothing was going to happen between them tonight. It was as if his body knew something was coming, even though his mind tried to push it away. He knew Zacky was very responsible and even afraid of these sorts of things, so he prepared himself to just crawl in bed, say goodnight, and force himself to calm down and try to get some sleep.

It was Zacky, though, who grabbed Brian and kissed him deeply as soon as the door was closed, and Brian got the feeling that his body may have been right after all.