BL One-Shot Collection

Chicken Lo Mein

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            A young male asked nosily on the phone. "So, did you call your Jason ge today?"

"No, Bo. I didn't call him. I called the restaurant to order a takeout of chicken lo mein."

"What's the difference, Simon ge? Whether it is chicken lo mein or the restaurant; they all lead to him."

"True. Ah, what should I do?" Simon panicked. "He's going to be here soon."

"Stop freaking out. Just act natural and tell him the truth." Bo said calmly.

"How do I do that?"

"It's easy. Just be yourself." A split second later, Bo shouted. "No, Long ge! Don't give all the garlic sauce eggplant to Yu ge. Save me some. Sean ge, stop him!" His voice trailed away and back. "Simon ge, I have to go now. Talk to you later. Bye."

"Bo? Bo!" Simon scoffed, realizing that his cousin had left him for food. "Traitor." Pacing back and forth in front of his TV, which was switched to a random channel; the tall, slim, young man proceeded to practice what he should say when the other arrived. "Hi, I'm Simon. I really love your chicken lo mein but I love you more." Scrunching his face in dispute with himself, he mumbled once again, "You might not know me, but my name is Simon. Your chicken lo mein is the best I've ever tasted and you're very good at delivering." Smacking his palm on his forehead, Simon sighed. "If I say that, he's going to think that I'm a total flirt and he won't want anything to do with me."

The sound of his doorbell buzzing made him jump in nervousness, and he quickly stumbled his way to the door. Swinging it opened, he shouted, "Hi!"

Shocked, the delivery guy answered back, "Hi..." He smiled, hesitantly.

Oh, his smile is so beautiful. Simon's large eyes nearly didn't blink as he gazed intensely at the man. His deep set eyes are so expressive, they look like they are talking to me. Oh, no. He's throwing me a questionable look. Oh, gosh. He must think that I'm a weirdo. But...his lips are so, I...I want to...to...kiss-

"Sir?" Simon heard the other's voice calling to him. "Excuse me, sir. Here's your chicken lo mein."

"Yes, I've been waiting!" Simon reached out and grabbed the bag of takeout from the much taller male's grip and stepped back inside before slamming the door. What did I just do? He gasped and flung open the barrier that separated them, with the person's fist about to knock on his face. "Sorry, I forgot to give you money." Laughing sheepishly, Simon shoved the wet, wrinkled cash that he had drenched with his sweat into the puzzled man's hand. "Consider the extra change as your tip." Grinning like a madman, Simon slipped back into his apartment and shut the door. Darn it! I forgot again. He opened the door and yelled for the other to stop, "HEY!"

Jolting at the sudden eruption coming from the strange customer, who tipped him double of what the food cost, Jason turned to glance at him. He probably realizes that he over-tipped me and wants his money back. Jason asked politely. "Did you need something else, sir?"