Deep Breath | G.Dolan

Like, Love, Friends...Same Thing

"Why are you packing so much for just three days, you damn woman?" I was sitting on Grayson's bed with my legs folded over one another eating a bowl of cereal while he was packing. Mostly talking with your mouth full.

"You need options," he said, folding his jeans and putting them in the bag. When he turned his back I picked it up to look at them and threw them back in unfolded.

"Options? You wear the same T-shirt every 2 days." He started to say something but stood there with his hand on his hip staring at me when he realized I had been unpacking everything he was neatly folding. "Sorry." I smiled, my mouth full of Coco Puffs.

"You're not sorry and you're probably going to do it again once I turn my back." So suspicious. What does he not trust me? So like a mature adult I flipped over his entire suitcase onto the bed. "Oh my God I hate you," he said laughing. I was chuckling like I little kid hunched over my bowl. "This is usually the part where you help me clean it all up." I shook my head 'no' and watched him be my little bitch. I wonder where in Los Angeles I can find chains...in a non-sexual way. For some reason though, I feel like he would enjoy it.

I heard a noise come from the steps and lifted my head to look down the hall. Bryant was walking with his sunglasses still on and his hands in his pockets.

"Jesus Christ it's cold outside," was the first thing he said when he walked in. "You shouldn't leave your front door open ya know," he said sitting on the little seat in front of the bed after doing a little fist bump handshake thing with Grayson. Everything's good now; they love each other again.

"Those pants make your bum look fit," Grayson said to him. Maybe a little too much lovin'.

"Thanks mate. I wore em' because I knew they were your favourite," he said pretending to blush. I rolled my eyes.

"ARE YOU STILL PACKING?!" I half screamed.

"Well yeah considering I only started 10 minutes ago and the fact that you knocked all my progress onto the bed like a child," he said back.

"He's like my mother," I said under my breath intending for Bryant to hear. He did and he started laughing.

"Is that my shirt?" Bryant asked pointing to the one Grayson was wearing."I was looking all over the place I wanted to pack it."

"Well you're wearing mine too right now." Aw they share clothes. They're like sisters. Girly little sisters. "Let's just swap." YESSSSS. SWAP. IN FRONT OF MY OWN EYES.

"I'll close my eyes." I said covering my eyes with my hand. Pussy. I heard ruffling clothes...well just a little tiny peek. I moved my finger a little and oh man.

"You moved your hand didn't you?" Grayson asked.

"What? No," I said back quickly.

"Yes you did. Your face is all red," he said laughing. I dropped my hand and laughed trying not to look him in the face. If an opportunity to eye fuck someone hot comes along...you take it. Even if you are their friend and sharing their house. You have an obligation to eye fuck them because there are starving children in Africa who would kill for that view. It would be selfish of me not to. See, this story is funny and educational.

"Well you guys have fun getting naked in front of each other," I said hopping off the bed. See what I did there...I made an innocent situation incredibly uncomfortable. "I have an appointment."

"An appointment with who? Your only friends are in this room," Bryant said and they both started laughing.

"Listen bitch, I need to wax my face. I'm about 2 days from entering the man zone." I started walking out of the room.