Slipping into the unknown

Zucchero

As of now, we were an hour into our date, and it was going wonderfully. For dinner, I was excellently surprised as Frank and Gee proved themselves to be quite the chefs. They made a shrimp linguine to start, and then grilled chicken piccata.  

At first, I was very curious as to why they would have pasta as a starter. Gee explained to me how in Italy they have an overall motto concerning food: less is more. Once getting even more confused, Frankie even interjected and explained that it was about how you cook it. 

After them explaining the differences and showing off just how many things they knew about their Italian ancestry, I was thankful that the two of them would even take the time to explain something so meaningless to a clueless person. 

Back to the food now, it was delicious! It wasn't overcooked and doused in sauce to  cover it up; it is as close to heaven as I'm sure I'll ever get to. When eating the fantastic food, the conversations consisted of cheesy pick up lines, and what we would be doing that night. With how many cheesy liners we were all saying, my face was practically red the entire meal. 

When discussing what we would be doing later, I was extremely shocked (in the most heartfelt way possible). I learned once it was dark enough outside, we'd be going outside to the roof of the building. Frank and Gee said depending on how late we're up there, we may or may not do something afterwards. 

Currently, we were all entangled on their couch watching the 1931 Frankenstein (The best in my opinion). I was, yet again, sandwiched between the two of them. Frank was on my left, and Gee was somewhat to the right and under me. Frank had his right arm wrapped around my waist (leaving me very self conscious), and his left arm wrapped with Gee's hand on my lap. Gee's other hand was playing with the ends of my hair on my back. My hair, being as long as it is, meant he didn't have to move his hand far to reach it at all. 

Despite feeling very self conscious that I was: most likely crushing Gees' lap to death, that Frank could feel my rolls (and probably see them too) with his arm wrapped around me, and their hands entwined on my thunder thighs; I was comfortable. 

Having the blanket covering all of our legs provided warmth and comfort, but the comfort I'm talking about was sort of an emotional blanket. Yes, yes, it sounds stupid and cheesily metaphorical, but I don't even understand why I feel so comfortable with them. I'm not even sure I want to know why in fear of jinxing it. 

I didn't realize how deep into thought I was until Frank brought me back into reality. "So, I think it's dark enough outside now. Isn't it Gee?" 

He hummed, turning his head to look towards the window before responding. "Ya it should be now. Head up soon babe?" 

"Sure." As they smiled at each other around my head, I tried to sink back so they wouldnm't crane their necks trying to look around me. 

"Ready to go soon i mei amori?" (my loves in Italian). Frank stood from the couch when asking, and extended his hand towards mine. Feeling my face heat up, I turned to look at Gee who was also blushing. I sheepishly accepted his hand, saying a small thank you as I stood up. 

Once Frank and I were standing next to Gee. He continued to sit staring at us, a slight frown playing at his lips. Grinning at each other, Frank and I extended our hands towards Gee. We chuckled as his eyes lit up like a child seeing candy. 

The three of us walked to the door, lightly shoving the others in a teasingly playful way. Slipping on our shoes, we joked around when Frank was hopping on one foot to get his other shoe on that he looked like a struggling pelican that hasn't figured out how to walk yet. Don't ask me why that reminded us of that. 

As we left the apartment, we linked arms with Gee in the middle, and began to sing, "We're off to see the wizard- the wonderful wizard of Oz". When singing, we skipped towards the stairwell with our heads bobbling from side to side. Anyone watching would've laughed from the scene- three adults with their arms linked, skipping, heads going side to side, and singing Oz. Not to mention we were all wearing dark colors and black jeans.  

Once we reached the door, I broke free to hold the door open for Frank and Gee. I motioned them inside and did my best deep-voiced butler impression. "After you good masters." I chuckled as I thought I had a dead on impression. For a split second, I could swear that Franks' jaw tensed, but it left as instantly as it came. Soon he was grinning as Gee was smirking and they crossed the door. 

"We're going to the roof. That will be fine with you...right?" Gee hesitated when asking me. I could hear the nervousness in his voice, most likely if I were to say no. 

"Of course. Anything works for me. I don't want to make you change anything you might have set up. Besides, you could've made plans and things you want to do and I don't want to change the plans you could've made." When speaking, I was anxious to how they would react to me assuming they had something planned. Not wanting to see their reaction in case it was somewhat negative or they looked disappointed, I looked towards my feet. 

Only hearing silence from them, I timidly looked up to see their reaction, hoping they were't judging me. When I looked at them, I was surprised. They both had adoration in their eyes. They looked at me with smiles on their faces as if looking at a child that says they want to get a pony. 

"Awh zucchero(sugar), could you get any sweeter?" I was instantly confused. Were they not giving me the pity smile?

"What do you mean?" 

"Zucchero means sugar." Gee assured me- assuming I was asking about the Italian and not the compliment. 

"Oh, ok. Thanks. Uhm, I was actually talking about the sweetness, but ok." Still attempting to keep eye contact with them, I couldn't focus on making the awkward smile leave my face. 

If they weren't doing pity smiles then, they were now. "Oh, gorgeous. That's alright. There's nothing to be nervous or feel bad about. We think it's sweet and absolutely adorable that you don't want to mess up anything we could have planned. Of course, if we did and you wanted to do something else than what we had planned- we'd drop it like the tip of a hat.

Now, I don't want to confirm or deny if we have something on the roof and we'd like it if you'd answer honestly. Please darling. Do you want to go to the roof?" When talking to me, Frank managed to keep a calm soothing voice. If it were very late and he spoke to me in such a manner no doubt I would fall asleep. All the while speaking, he sauntered towards me, and wrapped his strong arms around me. Soon, Gee too followed suit. 

Despite having their arms around me earlier, this felt different. Major differences being height and standing now instead of in a lounging back position, and the smaller ones I could not yet identify. They way they seemed to act towards me, it was like nothing I've ever experienced before. 

It seemed very caring and loving, almost as if I was a small delicate child or flower to them. They seemed to know when I was feeling awkward, which I never realized  protruded that much, and they reassured me it was fine. Taking this into consideration, it seemed to remind me that I've known them for what, a few days and I'm already hugging them and feeling tingly? It all seemed pretty odd to me, but it felt ok. 

Feeling Gee's hand move on my back, it brought me back into reality with the sudden realization that I was asked a question and now I was just standing here very awkwardly and not doing anything. 

I pulled away from the two and looked up towards their faces. "Of course. I'm perfectly fine with going up to the roof." I smiled at them to prove I was ok with it, and I truly was. After who knows how long we spent in the stairwell, we finally went up the stairs to the roof.

<Thoughts? It's longer than most but I'm pretty happy with it as of now. What do you think will be on the roof? Thanks for reading! I need myself people like Frank and Gee in this that will reassure me that my anxiety is normal when it gets extremely horrible. Anyways, Laterz!>