• One Lifestand [BxB] •

01

Have you ever been on a blind date?

No? Me neither. And I didn't plan on going on one anytime soon...

That was until my best friend since diaper days ,Charles, crashed into my apartment this nice Monday morning all but begging me to do him the favor of going on some kind of double- blind date for him. I know, right? Best friends are a real curse, like out of all the people they know you the best and still force you to do stuff you don't want to do. And I really didn't want to go meet anyone! I dislike all kinds of relationships to humans, Charles being an exception because he had my full trust

"Please, please, please!!" He whines his hands clasped together in a begging motion.

"No"

"Oh come on, please Zale! You haven't been with a guy in forever! This will do you some good too!" He tries again his eyes pleading with mine in a silent battle.

If you haven't guessed by now, I'm gay. Pretty gay to be honest, and so is Charles. Probably one of the reasons we've always been together, we just vibed right off the hook ever since I accidentally poured my watercolors on his shirt in kindergarten. Which by the way was a ridiculous scenario because he cried for hours over his favorite shirt until he realized you could wash the color out.

"Why can't you just go alone moron?" I ask, trying to make him leave me alone to my creative thoughts. Even if I don't have specific work hours and can work from home, that doesn't mean I don't have work to do. The opposite in fact. As a writer people assume I have a lot of free time, which is bullshit , because trying to keep the deadlines often required days full of coffee and sleep deprivation. But I gladly took that for the sake of not having to deal with people.

"Because in the description it said that these two friends wanted to go at the same time! So I have to find someone to go with me, and the only person I would ever take with me to a date would be you, you idiot!" Charles was one of those socially active people that knew about everyone in the city, which was a task by itself since we live in New York, and he had found a website called 'date/wait' a year back. It was basically a dating website that matches partners up that would fit together, the only change being that they are blind dates. To say he was ecstatic was an underestimatement. I was sure Charles is by now their most active user with the most dates judging by all the dates he had this past year.

I lightly massage my scalp to avoid the massive headache I feel coming every moment now and look back at Charles, who was now right in my face with the biggest puppy eyes ever. Like seriously, that face could win a price for best and meanest acting!

"When?" I question, my eyes narrow, mad at him for playing that underhanded card.

He squeals excitedly and makes some sort of happy dance until I growl impatiently at him. "I didn't agree to go yet." And that was that. I hate being restrained in my own decisions, whether it be by family, friends or a relationship. None of them appeal to me because of that either, just one more reason to ditch the stupid blind date thing.

I never understood the reason anyways. Why would anyone want to go on a date with someone they barely talked two minutes to? Or just anyone really... A book and hot chocolate sound way more appealing if you ask me. Maybe that is me being 'old fashioned' since it appears that getting to know people is no longer in fashion, but I personally prefer to get to know people first.

"Friday at 8 pm. I can set it up immediately if you agree to go and text him over the website to confirm the location" Charles answers while going over to the sofa that was covered in papers, notes, folders, old coffee cups and other things that have piled up in my apartment over the last days. The deadline which is on Wednesday caused my whole apartment to look trashed , so much you can't even see the nude colored sofa and the glass table in front of it anymore.

While I had been glad to have it over and done with soon just seconds ago, I really wish the deadline would be a week away now, just so that I would have a good and reasonable excuse to turn down the date.

But luck somehow never seems to find me, so why bother? It probably lost my address somewhere along the way.

"I really wish I had an excuse you wouldn't be able to ignore because I really, really don't want to do this." I tried one last time trying to look as desperate as I possibly could.

"Just because of your stupid paranoia. Does that come with your job ?"

"You're an ass."

"Oh come on, you know you love my ass, unicorn." Charles counters smugly.

"Besides, going on a blind date doesn't mean blindly diving into a relationship. It's more like a one night stand" He adds a bit more understanding this time. He knows exactly why I had shut myself in and I'm surprised he still tries to get me out.

As bad as I want to push the thought of a one night stand aside, there was no denying the fact that I definitely did relieve myself solely on them after my first and definitely last relationship 4 years ago and of course jacking off. That being said I haven't had a one night stand in a long time now, and doing so would maybe help me concentrate on the next book I was going to write after finishing the current one.

I push my way through stacks of clothes and books on the floor over to my devilish best friend on the couch and sit on the little space that wasn't yet occupied by his rather large form laying down. While the height certainly did escape me he probably had all the height consumed inside of him. With me being about 5'3 feet he all but towered over my small body with his 5'9 feet and dark brown hair.

"Fine, I'll go but you owe me a big one"

"Oh there you are Zale! I almost didn't recognize you with all your stuck up vibes! Glad to have you back bitch." Charles laughs at me, his grin so wide I was afraid it would split his face any moment.

I give him a playful shove which leads to him falling off the sofa and I can't contain an evil laugh to bubble up my throat at the sight of him laying in the sea of a mess on the floor.

He murmurs some incoherently curses and starts typing away on his phone, just to look back up a minute later with a content smirk on his face.

"Maliu, 8 pm. I'll pick you up at 7.30 , be ready!" Charles exclaims excitedly before skipping out of the apartment with a little jump to his steps, leaving without so much as a goodbye. Ass.

Tired I pick up my second mug of coffee this morning and take a big gulp before returning to my original position with my lap top in my lap, typing away on it furiously.

'Lets see what life has in store for us.' I thought to myself before diving into the world of words and letters, and even more letters.

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