the older man

Chapter 2 part 2

Brams P.O.V

"Hey... are you having fun? You just... you haven't been talking that much." He looked up from his bread and blushed.

"Oh... I'm just... I'm sorry, I'm really nervous. I don't wanna screw this up." I chuckled and he stared at me.

"Seriously? You're worried about messing this up? I've been internally screaming at myself don't fuck up, don't fuck up! For the past 10 minutes!" He smiled and laughed, and then gave me a nervous little grin.

"So, your just as nervous as I am?"

"Yeah."

"Well that's a relief. I was freaking out. You just seem so... effortlessly confident."

"Eh, being a bartender, witnessing drunk idiots, kinda helps me be able to fake emotions and confidence." I shrugged as the waiter came over.

(Time skip to after the date) (A/N I'm sorry. I was planning on this and chapter 2 part 1 being one chapter, but I just wanted to update, so that didn't happen, that's why this will be short, and I'm just writing this note longer to take up more space)

Oli's P.O.V

He was walking me home from the date, and every second I wanted to hold his hand. I glanced up at him and he smiled at me.

"What's on your mind."

"I... I just... I was thinking..."

"Hmm?"

"I wanted to hold your hand. Y-ya know, if... if that's ok."

"So hold it."

"R-really?"

"Yeah." I slipped my hand into his and he intertwined our fingers. I blushed and smiled. When we got back to my house, he turned to me and smiled

"I... I had a lot of fun Bram."

"So did I." He smiled and then glanced away nervously. "Hey... I was wondering."

"Yeah?"

"Can I kiss you?"

"W-what?" My face flushed.

"I just... when we... you know, that night... I remember us kissing, and it was kind of... amazing, so I wanted to see if it was really that great or if it was just the alcohol."

"O-oh. y-yeah... You can kiss me." Goddamnit, Oliver, stop stuttering! He leaned closer and then he closed the gap between us. And it was... fucking amazing! Oh my god. Oh my god. When he pulled away, I smiled up at him and blushed.

"Well... that was so much better sober than drunk." He smiled.

"Th-that was... amazing." I blushed at the stupid thing I just said.

"Thanks." He then checked his watch. "Shit, i gotta get home. My dogs probably worried about me. I'll call you tomorrow, ok?"

"Ok." I blushed and he kissed me on the cheek.

"By Oli."

(Time skip to them both being in their apartments)

Brams P.O.V

Oh my god that was the greatest date I think I've ever been on. Rosco came running into the room and yapped. I picked up the little Cavalier King Charles and scratched behind his ears.

"Hey Rosco, hey baby pup. Guess what? I just went on the greatest date ever!"

Oli's P.O.V

I lay back on my bed and blushed, staring at the ceiling. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHHHH greatest damn date of my fucking life. There was yap and a tiny labrador retriever came running in.

"YAP YAP!"

"Hey Taco." I said, scooping up the tiny blonde dog. "Come on, we are going to sleep, and I fluffy dog furled against me." He curled up under the covers and I chuckled.

THE END!

Ok, the chapters are going to get much better now. Stay tuned.