The Afterparty: A Garroth X Laurence fanfic

Chapter 9

Laurence wasn't about to let what happened to Garroth happen to him.

"Dare." He said, trying to sound as confident as possible. Aphmau may have noticed, but there was no way Kaitlyn did too.

"I dare you to kiss Garroth!"

Laurence's eyes almost fell out of his sockets.

"Wh-what?! Where did you get that idea?!" He sputtered, trying to find a way out of it. It's not that he didn't enjoy the kiss, he really did, he just worried because.. what if it turned into something more, and something went wrong and he lost his best friend forever?

"You two kissed at the play, I'm sure you won't mind doing it again..." Kaitlyn grinned evilly. "Plus I can't torture Garroth because he chose me first, so this is my way of getting back at him."

'I'm sure it wont really be a way of getting back...' he thought miserably before turning to a very red Garroth. Laurence looked into his cool, blue eyes. They reminded him of Aphmau's pool, the one that they had shared their first kiss in. That night was purely magical, and it stole its way into Laurence's every dream, and often his waking moments as well. He couldn't take it anymore! Leaning forward, his hand lifted up, cupping Garroth's face, his skin so hot from where he blushed. He gently grazed his lips upon the other boy's. Laurence felt him jump a little before melting into it, surrendering completely. He was about to deepen it when the shouts and laughter of his friends shook him out of his reverie.

Pulling away quickly, he glanced over to the rest of the group. Travis and Katelyn were on the floor laughing, with Aaron soon about to join them. Only Aphmau was looking at them now, a certain sparkle in her eyes that could only mean one thing... shipping.