I Know You (Ben and Joe)

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"I'm hungry" Ben groaned

"Nice to meet you hungry, I'm Joe" Joe said sarcastically

"Can we please get something to eat?" Ben whined

"Fine, a dinner date sounds cool" Joe said. Joe always said stuff like that so Ben shrugged it off, he didn't realise that Joe had very strong feelings for him

"Thank you!" Ben huffed as he jumped up and grabbed his denim jacket

"No problem, my love" Joe whispered the last part so Ben couldn't hear

Ben drove them down to the pizza parlour on the other side of town. He really fancied an Italian dish. Joe really fancied Ben so didn't mind what he had to eat.

Ben fiddled with the collar on his shirt as the pair waited to be seated.

"Hello do you have a reservation?" The waitress said with a smile - directing most of her attention at Ben

"Uh no, is that a problem?" Joe asked, looking deep into her brown eyes so she wouldn't be looking at Ben at least for a moment. Joe was clearly jealous.

"No not at all, come this way" The waitress beckoned with a wink at Ben before walking through the busy restaurant

Ben and Joe sat opposite each other at a small table in the middle of the restaurant.

"I'll come and take your order shortly" The waitress said

"Thanks" Ben smiled. He would be lying if he said he didn't like the attention

"Thank you" Joe forced a grin on his face

The waitress walked away slowly. When she was out of site Joe turned to Ben and spoke.

"Urgh" Joe stick his tongue out in disgust

"What's wrong with you?" Ben rolled his eyes

"Didn't you see her? She is all over you!" Joe pointed in the direction she disappeared to

"Yeah. I think she's cute" Ben raised an eyebrow and smirked

"If she does it again tell her you aren't interested" Joe kept his voice low but stern

"What if I'm enjoying it?" Ben crossed his arms over his chest

"You don't. I know you Benjamin" Joe mumbled

"What's that supposed to mean?" Ben looked genuinely confused

Joe knew Ben was gay. He always had. He called it 'his trusty gaydar' and it has never failed him yet. Joe's suspicions were confirmed when he was cleaning the house and found Ben's stash of magazines. You know, the kind of magazines that need to be hidden.

"Nothing" Joe said in his sweet American accent

"Hmm" Ben hummed. Joe is adorable when he's annoyed.

The waitress came back and continued her flirting with Ben. The blonde did nothing to stop it which only infuriated Joe more. How dare she! How dare he!

"What would you like?" She asked Joe

"Uh, just pepperoni please" He death stared her the whole time

"And how about you sweetie pie?" She pouted her lips slightly and tilted her head

"Margarita please" Ben said as he shifted his weight to lean forward on the table

Before the waitress walked away Joe grabbed Ben's jacket from the other end of the table and pulled him into a kiss. They were both hovering over the table for a few seconds before they pulled away.

"Oh, thank you" Joe waved slyly at the waitress who could only look on

When she was gone again Ben turned to Joe. He had his hand on his lips is shock but also happiness

"What the hell was that for?" Ben tried to be angry

"You enjoyed it" Joe said as he pretended to read a wine menu

"No, yes, I, Joe" Ben held his head in his hands

"Yeah?" Joe's eyes peered over the top of the menu to meet Ben's emotion filled eyes

"What was that for?" He repeated

"You didn't do as I said. You didn't tell her that you aren't interested. So I did it for you" Joe put the menu down and placed his hands on his lap

"Are you joking!?" Ben whisper-yelled

"I know you Ben" Joe smiled

"Fine" Ben gave up

"You enjoyed it?" Joe stated more than questioned

"Yes" Ben admitted quietly

"You don't have to pretend around me dear" Joe put his hand on Ben's

"You're right. You are always bloody right" Ben chuckled, squeezing Joe's hand a bit

Their hands only parted when their food came out. The waitress didn't say a word as she placed the dinner in the table.

"Thank you!" Joe called out

Ben giggled at his pettiness before tucking in to the pizza.

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