The Plan

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"Francis, he said yes!!!" I exclaim.

"Bonne chance, ami~" He coos.

"I have no clue what you just said but I'll assume it was something good! I'll tell you how it goes! Bye, Francis!" I yell, as I run back to Ivan.

"Hello Alfred! Are you readys to go?" He asks me.

"Yeah, bro! Let's go!" I cheer.

"Ok, my place is rather far, so we should takes a taxicab." He informs me.

"Ok!" I agree.

We walk to a taxicab, and I tell Ivan terrible jokes the entire car ride there. Surprisingly, he laughs at most of them. His laugh is so pure and adorable... I could listen to it for hours.

"Hey, Alfred. I has joke for you!" He exclaims.

"Ok, what is it?" I ask.

"Why don't cannibals eat the clowns?" He asks.

"Why?"

"Because they taste funny!"

I chuckle a little at the dark joke, because I am kinda scared what would happen if I didn't laugh.

"Why do orphans like playing tennis?"

"Why?"

"Because it's the only 'love' that's they get!"

Jesus Christ. I chuckle at that one too, but still, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HIM? I still love him and all, BUT STILL!

He giggles sweetly at his own jokes.
(He doesn't understand that they are wrong, and messed up.)

"Oh, look! We are here!" He states, paying the cab-driver.

We get out of the car, Ivan very close to me, he opens the door to reveal a tidy, spacious house filled with blankets, pillows, and heaters. He wasn't kidding when he said he hated the cold...

"Make yourself comfortable! All I have in alcohol is vodka. Is dat ok with you?"  He asks.

"I prefer Budweiser. I saw a grocery store walking distance from here. Can I go pick some up?" I ask, using that as an excuse to get some sunflowers for him.

"Ok! Let's go!" He says sweetly.

"Oh, I kinda want to go on my own... but I swear I will be right back, bro!" I say.

"Oh... ok, I guess..." He pouts.

"Ok! I'll be back before you know it!"
I rush out the door, and buy some sunflowers at the store, without any beer. I rush back, to see Ivan curled up in a blanket on the couch.

"Oh, velcome back! Did you get what you wanted?" Ivan asks.

"Nah bro, I lied." I say as I hand him the sunflowers, as he blushes.

"You didn't have to-" I cut him off.

"But I wanted to. Now, how about some vodka, and a few rounds of Tetris?" I say.

"Heheh, you are on, friend." He says as he pours some shots of vodka, and starts up the game on the T.V. handing me a controller.

After a few shots of alcohol, and getting absolutely demolished at the game, I see my opportunity to strike.

I loose another round of Tetris, and he looks at me.

"Another round?" Ivan asks.

"Sure, But first..."

I lean in, my lips meeting his. He hesitates, but eventually melts into me.

The kiss was passionate, yet sweet. We eventually break away from each other, Ivan is as red as a fire truck.

"I love you, Ivan. More than a friend. More than a best friend." I confess.

"I love you too A-Alfred..." He stutters.

I smile, and cuddle up to him, and he wraps his arms around me.

"Do you vant to be... yous know... more den friends?" Ivan asks, sheepishly.

"Do you want to?" I ask.

"Da." He answers.

"Well, I don't see why we can't be." I smirk.

My new boyfriend smiles, and places a kiss on my forehead, gently.

Everything feels so warm and fuzzy, and I love it.

(Extra Long chapters! woooooo!!!!!)

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