10) "That Doesn't Sound Weird At All." (Finale)

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Warnings: Just Entirely Fluff

Edited

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Rich POV

We were cut off when we heard a fake puking sound from Jared. I pulled away and glared at him, Jake sitting back down with a flustered smile casted on his face.

Jenna let out a few wolf whistles, scrolling through what I assumed to be blackmail for Jake and I in the near future. Brooke lightly shoved her, smiling proudly at us.

Michael looked like he was about to spontaneously combust, Christine being no excuse. I smiled at them sheepishly, burying the bottom half of my face in my hand.

The game continued on, though I was barely participating anymore. I was staring off into space, a toothy grin never leaving my face.

Everyone (apart from Evan, who watched amusedly) was trying to get Christine to say 'fuck.' My detachment hadn't gotten unnoticed, Jake plopped down next to me, snaking an arm around my waist.

I placed my head on his shoulder, exhaling deeply and allowing my eyelids to fall shut. "Tired?" He simpered. I nodded drowsily.

"Let's blow this popsicle stand, Richie." I giggled at his choice of wording but obliged, forcing myself to rise to my feet. He announces our exit to the rest of the group, who all exchange their goodbyes as we take our leave.

Once in the car I almost immediately doze back off, but looked up when I didn't feel the car accelerate. Instead I caught Jake looking in the rear view mirror, watching me as if I were the most important object on earth.

I met his gaze, not realizing how I was subconsciously leaning forward. I felt his lips hovering over mine for a moment before the space between us was filled.

It was shorter than the first but captured the exact amount of passion. When we pulled away I rested my forehead on his, indulging in the feeling of intimacy.

(*jared pulls off the car roof* kINKY-)

"I love you." I whispered breathlessly.

He pressed one more peck to my lips, "I love you too, Rich."

7 Years Later

"I now pronounce you, gay and gayer."

Michael blew his nose into a napkin as the two pulled apart, grinning widely at each other. Cheers erupted in the venue as  a bouquet flew  into the sea of people.

Jake smoothed out his dress and looked down into the others eyes once again.

"This'll sound weird, but.. I'd fucking throw some innocent pedestrian in front of a car for you."

He giggled. "That doesn't sound weird at all, Rich Dillinger."

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WELP THAT WAS UNORIGINAL.

AHAH GET READY FOR SOME ONESHOTS N SHIT

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Word Count: 440

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