Nate Haywood x Ray Palmer One Shots

Prom?

Yeet! I'm back bitches! This story idea was by bisexuallegends who helped me with brain running out of ideas. It takes place in the hell we call high school. Enjoy this poorly written garbage! @(｡･◇･)@

"I'm not going" Ray slammed his locker shut startling Gideon.

"What? But Palmer! You must go! It's just one night of-"

"One night to regret forever. I can't dance that well and there is no way you can convince me!" He walked away and turned back to Gideon. "I'm sorry if I sounded mean."

"It's fine. Really." Gideon assured him. She watched Ray head to his chemistry class quickly. She figured he didn't want to be persuaded after all of that. She went to her history class and met up with her friend Nate and her boyfriend Rip.

"Well? What did he say?" Nate asked eagerly.

Gideon looked at Rip and he recognized that look. "He said he doesn't want to go" she responded sadly.

Nate's eagerness faded into sadness. To think he was going to ask him to prom now. He walked in without saying hello to anyone and sulked the whole period.

Lunch time rolled around quickly and Nate didn't eat a bite. He picked at it with a spork but didn't bother to take even a nibble of fruit

"Nate" Rip spoke up.

He sighed in response.

"Go ask him."

He pushed his plate away and rested his head on the table.

"My god Haywood. Go ask him! He's coming this way!" Gideon spoke urgently.

"You're not helping if you're lying..."

"Hi everyone." Ray greeted the small group. "Where did most of them go?"

"Sara and Ava went to get their tickets with others and dragged Mick with them." Rip answered.

Ray nodded and sat down. Nate lifted his head up while staring at the black haired man sitting next to him. He admired every little bit of him forgetting that he was staring at him for too long. He smiled stared at him lovingly.

"Uh hello?" Ray said whilst waving his hand in front of Nate. "Earth to Nate?"

"Do you think the question froze him?" Gideon asked.

"I don't even think he heard." Rip replied.

"Nate!!" Gideon reached over and slapped the brunette's face taking him out of the daze.

"Why did you slap me?"

Gideon and Rip pointed to Ray.

"I've thought about it for quite a while and... um... I wanted to ask if you would go... go to prom with me?"

Nate felt like his heart stop at hearing this. Holy shit! He wanted to go with him! He couldn't think of anything to say. He opened his mouth and closed a couple of times trying to say yes but he still couldn't believe it.

"He means yes" Rip helped out.

Without thinking, Nate grabbed Ray's face and kissed his lips. They were softer than he had imagined. He could taste that damn chapstick his mom always makes him put on. Maybe she did tell him for a good reason.

Rip and Gideon just sat there watching that sexual tension between the two finally be out of the way for good. It seemed like Ray was enjoying the kiss more than what it seemed like. He wrapped his arms around Nate pulling him closer.

"It feels more like a proposal than a prom one" Gideon whispered.

"You're right about that dear" Rip whispered back.

~prom night~

"Get in closer!" Sara's dad Quinten said while trying to take a photo of the group.

"I think that's enough pictures dad" Sara heard Laurel say. She giggled at her sisters remark.

"Alright fine. Just one more." Quentin smiled knowing his daughter would say yes.

Sara sighed. "Fine. Just one more"

"Alright bitches!!! Say prom night!!!" Ava shouted.

"PROM NIGHT!" The group except Mick all shouted as the picture was taken.

Quentin chuckled looking at Sara.

"What?" She asked.

"You picked a good one this time"

"Thanks dad"

Inside the building, the school for once actually took the time to make that party look good. Usually it just plain ass sucks, but this time they out did themselves. Most of the group headed to the dance floor in the huge crowd dancing with their dates.

Nate and Ray stayed a bit further from the big crowd and just swayed on the dance floor. Nate was blushing so much that he just placed his head on Ray's chest. Like most, he wished the night would never end.