What a catch Donnie

The (After) Life of the Party

(Time skip to the next night)

"Ry, snap out of it!" A familiar voice yelled into my ear.

"What the fuck, Bren? I wasn't doing anything!" I shouted back at the man sat next to me.

"Yeah you were, asshole. You were staring at my forehead. Again. For the fifth time this night." He glowered.

"But Brendon, it's so big!" I teased. "It's not even a forehead, it's a straight fivehead!"

"A straight fivehead?"

"Well, you know what I mean..." I gulped. Brendon was not straight, to say the least.

"Hey, Ry? Do you want to have dinner with me one day sometime soon?" He asked meekly. He tried his very best to try and hide that he had a huge crush on me. It never worked.

"Sure, Bren. I'm not free tomorrow, but what about the night after?" I answer, only just concealing my excitement. He smiled at me, as if pleased.

"Then let's do it! C'mon, we need to watch for any criminal activity!"he joked. I laughed at him before turning to the window, watching for anything suspicious. Out of the corner of my eye I saw two people walking next to each other, talking sweetly.

"Ooohhhh, Bren! Star-crossed lovers at 2 O'Clock!" I purr at the man next to me.

"Shut up Ryan. I'm looking for important things."

I sigh and grab a pair of binoculars to get a better view. There was two men, both with black hair. who had stopped and were talking face to face.

"Oh, my bad. Both guys, probably friends." I shout across to Brendon, who just sighed in reply. When I was just about to put down the binoculars, they did something I wasn't expecting. The taller one reached across and gently stroked the shorter ones face. He melted into the other's hand. I let a small 'aww' escape my lips. The shorter one (who I called Swoop, because of his hair) shuffled nervously, then jump into the taller one's arms (this one was called Hazel, because of his amazing eyes). Hazel messed with Swoop's hair before pulling his head of his shoulder. He gently placed their foreheads together. Swoop was about to say something, but Hazel quickly put a stop to that by pressing a finger to his lips. Swoop seemed confused for a moment, but that feeling probably intensified when Hazel pressed his lips softly to his. They stayed there for a few seconds before Hazel pulled away, giggling.

"I made a terrible mistake Bren, they are most definitely not straight!" I whispered, eyes glued on the two boys. That caught Brendon's attention. He shot over, binoculars in hand, and watched from behind me.

"I fucking love gay fluff." He muttered back, making me laugh.

Hazel grabbed Swoop's hand and ran to the front of the ship, dragging the poor boy behind him roughly. When they reached the bars, Swoop climbed up onto them, soon followed by Hazel.  We watched in silence as Hazel hugged Swoop, who brought his arms up into the air. They stood like that until Hazil lifted his arms so that his fingers were interlocked with Swoop's. After a small laughed escaped him, he gently kissed the smaller boy's cheek, making him blush deeply.

"Ry? They shouldn't be on the bars, it could be dangerous. The one boy's quite wealthy as well, should we get them down?"

"Nah, Bren. Leave them be, they're happy. Anyway, I want to see what happens next. Maybe the fluff will turn to smut..."

"George Ryan Ross the Third!"

I simply laughed at him.