Out Of The Park (Noah Schnapp, Gay)

The Date

       I texted Noah (yeah, he gave me his number, no biggie) where and when to meet. I was currently sitting on a wall next to a palm tree by the cages waiting for him. He's not supposed to be here for another thirty minutes but I'll be damned if I'm gonna let him miss me.

       Apparently, that wasn't such a bad idea because I saw him round the corner twenty minutes early. I hopped off the wall and started walking over to him, ridiculously slowly. What was I going to say?! Do we fist bump, shake hands, do that bro hug thing which goes from handshake to hug or a regular hug?! He's looking at me so at least he recognized me. Do I talk first since I'm the fanboy or does he? What if we talk over each other!?! That would be a cute story to tell our grandkids but I didn't care about that right now, AND HOW WOULD WE HAVE GRANDKIDS!!? Would we adopt, or get a surrogate? What about a dog? I wonder which breed he prefers. Stop getting sidetracked, you may be losing a race to a snail but his normal, perfect stride means he's closing in pretty fast.

       He didn't seem shy at all as he pulled me into a gentle hug that I was NOT prepared for. "Great to meet you for real Elliot"

       You know the phrase 'frog in your throat'? Well, my throat was the whole fucking swamp. That sounded disgusting but you get the gist, I couldn't speak. It took nearly ten seconds, but I broke the hug and looked him in the eyes as I said, "Great to meet you too, Noah, it's kinda weird seeing you off of a screen."

       His face contorted into a variety of emotions, concern, concentration, and hesitance to name a few. "Do you mind if we don't talk about that stuff? It's just I wanna spend a normal day with you."

       Holy shit, with me? I try to keep a calm, cool exterior but it's not too convincing. "N-not a problem." HOLY FUCK THE STUTTER, I hope to high heaven he didn't notice. He seemed relieved enough so I say all things considered it went over ok.

       "Thanks, I just want to have a normal day", he replied.

       "Don't even mention it", I said, cool as ever, "Wanna get started with the cages? Your scrawny arms look like they could get some beef on em", Now I should add that my arms are just as scrawny, I just wanted to lighten the mood.

       "Scrawny? They could beat your ass any day", he retorted.

       "It swears!", I reacted with a slight grin and raised eyebrows.

       "Damn right it does, I'm a New Yorker! If you think 'ass' is a swear you got another thing coming!"

       The fact that Noah swore made him more attractive, not in a 'bad boy' way but he seems so innocent that knowing he had a "naughty" side was slightly thrilling. I'd love to get to know his "naughty side" some more.

There secretsxs, ya happy? :) Also this is the longest chapter yet, we're making it slow and steady.