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" Did you turn in the project thing?"
" Yeah. Don't get your Jewfro in a twist."
Dan rolled his eyes, trying to focus on his small bag of brightly colored candy. " I would share my skittles with you, but you're being an ass." he said playfully as he stuck out his multi colored tongue. Arin's eye's flicked to Dan momentarily. " I don't want your gay sugar anyway."
Dan had somehow convinced Arin to spend his study hall with him. It was the quite the shocking turn of events, Dan's normally cheerful mood getting another layer of ecstatic to it. He expected anywhere from " No," to " Fuck off."
But, instead of studying for an up coming math test, they decided to eat skittles and watch YouTube. Typical.
" Stop trying to suck my dick." Arin added as he flicked away a stray skittle Dan left unattended. The small orange sweet rocketed into the void that was the library carpet. " Now who's the gay one. I mean I totally would, if you would let me." Arin's lungs slightly imploded, resulting in a pained wheeze. It felt very odd to hear a comment such as that from someone such as Dan.
Dan noticed this sudden distress with both glee and worry." I'm joking. Can't a handsome fella offer to suck off another handsome fella in a library?" Dan said in a taunting-casual tone. Arin wasn't so amused, his face slightly more warmed and head suddenly filled with not the best thoughts. Dan dumped a handful of the mixed fruity sweets into his mouth and tried to smile at him.
" What was God thinking when he made you. "
Dan shrugged, Arin's attempt at a biting quip being brushed aside. " He got caught up in some sick jams and added to much hot nasty sexiness." he said, emphasizing the hot. This was a bit of the side Arin hadn't seen from Dan yet, and he would honestly prefer his adorably frustrating lazy smiles over this more....grown up? version of him. Both we're a royal pain to be near in the end. Arin would just rather have the soft but equally hot and amazing to deal with. Dan started to shift the conversation unexpectedly, sensing Arin's discomfort.
" So, Arin...did you hear about the dance coming up? It's a surprise thing, but it's going to be spectacular!" Dan said, trying to ease the mood. " Maybe you could....ask someone to come?" Arin shut off his phone and dropped it haphazardly into his open bag beside him, much like he did with practically everything he owned." I dunno. Dances aren't my thing? And I would rather be asked out anyway, like a real man." he said a she propped his head up on his hands. Dan bit his lip and pretended as if he wasn't internally dying.
" W-who would you want to go with, if you would go?" He stuttered. He sounded like a love struck 11 year old who wanted to swap crush secrets, but if he had any chance, he wanted to know. Arin thought about it for a moment before sighing with annoyance. " Suzy would be pretty chill to hang out with. Ross too. Maybe Barry?" He answered uneasily. Dan's grip on his bag of skittles tightened in anticipation and dread.
" But they're all my friends...and why the hell am I discussing this with you anyway."
Dan's mood significantly dropped. The usual ache he got in his heart after Arin snapped at him returned like a well known but hated friend. " I'm just curious, that's all. Because I mean...I might have an idea of who you could go with." Dan mumbled. Arin was regretting ignoring his phone for this conversation.
" If I don't know them, I don't care." he commented as he looked over at his unopened text book. By now, Dan was internally wilting. He couldn't initiate plan B due to there being no plan B. He tried to calm his frayed nerves and force this soon to be amazing moment forward. " I know someone who wants to go with you," Dan smiled as palms got unreasonably clammy, " And they're super....hot? I mean they're cute but yeah, same difference. Average at the very least."
