Smuts And One Shots [Boyxboy]

Friends With Benefits

Tom Holland
As Theodore Lancelot Roosevelt

Chris Wood
As David Taylor Morrison

I can't believe I'm feeling this way. I can't be like this. Not with David, of course.

I just can't like him. I mean, he's my friend, I am there to support and take care of him. I can't believe that, when I'm with him, I felt my cheeks flush and my heart went crazy. No way.

This is crazy. I just can't like him. He's straight. We're both guys. And even if I like him, as in like like him, he won't reciprocate my feelings. He's straight. And even if he's gay, I'm not his type.

I'm at their house right now, with my other two friends, Xavier and Monica.

Monica is reading a fashion magazine, while Xavier is reading a book. And I was left there—staring into space. Next thing I know, it was David's voice that snapped me into reality.

"Guys? What do you want to do?" He asked. I glanced at him and immediately, my heart went thumping because he, too, was staring at me, and to add a little bonus—he was smiling. I mean, smiling like a real, happy smile.

Monica looked away from the magazine and glanced at David. "I want to watch a TV show."

David smiled. "Any other recommendations? Xavier?"

Xavier looked away from his book, and shut it. "I want to eat."

Monica rolled her eyes. "Hungry all the time." She mumbled.

Xavier glared at her, and soon, looked away.

David glanced at me and my cheeks flushed instantly. "Theo? Do you have any, recommendations?"

I gulped as my stomach went swirling with butterflies. "U-uh, an-anything." God, I'm so awkward. David smiled softly.

"Well then. I guess, we can watch a TV show. Since, Monica is older than us. And they might be ripping their heads off from that tension and intensity of their gazes." David said, chuckling. My cheeks flush, and I just lowered my head down.

Minutes later, we were at David's room—a bowl of popcorn in each hand. Xavier and Monica will be sharing a bowl, while David and I—will share the other one.

Xavier and Monica kept arguing what to watch. And David and I were just left there—staring at them like we're in a cinema. Xavier wants to watch Supernatural, while Monica wants to watch Riverdale. I'd love to watch any of those shows.

"Alright, stop it. Since Monica got her chance earlier, it's Xavier's turn now to pick a show. It's only being fair, Monica. Stop glaring." David said.

Monica huffed, while Xavier smirked. We opened Netflix and searched for Supernatural.

Xavier and I—ships for Destiel, while Monica and David—were shipping for Sastiel.

"Destiel is better than Sastiel. You see that eyesex they share with each other. One can release right now if they continue to f-u-c-k their eyes out." Xavier said, receiving a glare from Monica.

"Yeah, well, Sam is nicer than Dean. And he's also tall, so that's a turn on. And he's so adorable, like a moose and a puppy at the same time, while Dean is like a wild bear, who runs the apocalypse and likes rough stuff and all that crap." Monica said, smirking. Xavier glared and I had the urge to roll my eyes from their nonstop bickering. Everytime there's something to watch or to argue, they'll be the one to yell and talk the most and it will become non-stop. There's no stopping once they started, except if I raise my voice. Because they don't want to hear me raising my voice. And that's what I'm gonna do right now.

"Stop it! Both of you stop!" I said, making them stop and glance at me. I glared at the both of them—making Xavier feel in fear.

"Do you want to watch the show, or not? You keep bickering like a bunch of kids. Please stop it. I'm begging you. Why don't we give each other a turn, alright? And if your argument is just a little thing—don't make it big. And if you don't want to hear me raising my voice like thid again, you better agree with each other, alright?" I said, making them gulp and looked like deers caught in the headlights. They nodded. I smiled at them.

David was just staring at me the whole time, and I felt my cheeks my flush. But we continued to watch the show anyways.

Hours later, they fell asleep. The only persons left were David and I.

He kept staring at me. I felt my cheeks flush but felt kind of scared to have him stare at me like that.

"What?" I asked. He smiled, and I just flushed.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but, you're so adorable." He said, making my heart warm, and cheeks flush.

"Tha-thanks?" I said, making it a half-statement, half-question.

He chuckled and ruffled my hair. "I can't believe I'm also saying this but.... I never felt this way before. I never felt something like this. Like, I've been smiling at you and see you flush. I never realized that I liked you so much. Yes, you heard me. I like you. So much, I don't wanns let you go. So, I'm only hopeless if you rejected this, but, will you go on a date with me?" He asked, making me gasp softly.

"Oh my god, yes. Yes. One hundred percent yes!" I said, suddenly hugging him. Taken aback of my actions, I suddenly felt awkward, and pulled away, only being hugged back by David. He chuckled, making my cheeks flush.

"So, what does this makes us?" He asked. I flushed.

"Whatever you want us to be." I said. He smiled and kissed my cheek. I flushed like a red tomato, as he chuckled.

"I guess we can be boyfriends, right?" He asked. I was flushing really hard, I hid my face in the crane of his neck. He chuckled and hugged me tighter.

"I never really cared this hard about anyone before. I really like you, Theo. You're adorable, funny, cute and most of all...... innocent and pure." He said, smirking. I flushed from his statement. I know what pure means. It means I'm still a....

Virgin

He chuckled. "Don't worry. We won't do that yet, if you're not ready." He said, making me sigh in relief.

So, we spent the entire day like that, hugging and kissing each other. And we decided to tell our friends tomorrow—before we're going to our date.

My first date.

I'm sorry if it was short. I didn't know what to do. Don't worry. I'll make another part for this, too. Please leave a vote and a comment. Thanks.