One-Shot Collection - Keanu Reeves.

-𝙎𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙩 𝙁𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧 -

    

    I can feel my heart beating through my chest. Me and Scott are running hand in hand from bob. I can hear Scott laughing as we run through the forest, the sound of October leaves and twigs crunching under our feet. Most of our weekends are spent like this. Scott thinks up some elaborate prank to pull on bob pigeon, which just results in us running from him as he attempts to beat us up. I don't think we even need to run sometimes, the man is so out of shape he couldn't even chase us if he really tried.

     We come to a pit stop, causing me to run into Scott's chest. "oh shit, sorry" I say under my breath as I giggle. In the most romantic but comical way possible, he pulls me and kisses me on my forehead. In the distance, bob has fallen on the ground and is struggling to see past his big stomach. Scott smirks and laughs. He steps away from me, cupping his mouth and screaming "can't get up you fat fuck, what a loser!". I shake my head laughing. I am so in love with this man. He spins around and looks at me with his stupid grin "let's get outta here".

       After walking through the forest for what seemed like forever we finally get out and reach downtown. We reach everyone's favorite Chinese restaurant and enter. The instant smell of cooked vegetables and frying noodles hit my nose, and I sigh out loud. The whole crew likes to meet here. sometimes we even catch a few clients after eating, returning home later in the day with a stack of green in our pocket. I don't really sell like Scott and Mike do, but I'm understanding of what they do. Scott has made it clear he only sleeps with guys for money, and it took me a while to get used to it. I guess deep down it doesn't affect me anymore because I know that the sex he sells has a different meaning then the sex me and him have.

     We sit down at the window booth, hand in hand. We spot some of the regulars from the crew. One of them waves at Scott, exchanging a few words and smiles. Scott's birthday is in a few weeks. When he turns 21 he is supposedly supposed to get a big stack of green from his old man. He told me his master plan of transitioning from a hoodlum to a rich, clean man. He said he promises big dreams of us together, riding down the streets in his expensive new cars and eating at fine dine restaurants. A lady takes our usual order and comes back with the food. Just as I start eating, Scott starts going off about bob.

    "Bob is crazy if he thinks I'm actually splitting my fortune with him. Even after bullying him, he still thinks we are friends. I stole his coke for mike dammit! This man is truly dumb" He snickers as he eats his noodles. He stops eating and stares at me. "you know what...you are fucking beautiful" I stop mid chew, noodles hanging from my mouth. I smile through the noodles and blush. he continues "and when I get that fortune from my old man, you and me are going to be living big. trust me". He leans over the table giving me a big kiss on the cheek. I finish the rest of my noodles, chewing and swallowing.

     I can see Mike cross the street and come in, greeting Scott first. They hug tightly and makes jokes. I stand up and greet Mike, hugging him and kissing him on the cheek. Mike turns towards Scott and talks in his usual quiet voice. "man, Bob is off his wall. He almost beat the shit out of me...and then I ran and woke up at the fountain and I have no idea what happened". Scott sighs and grabs Mikes shoulder. "You fell asleep and one of the of the crew kids must have put you at the fountain, it's all cool, ight?" Scott says, looking into Mikey's eyes. Mike sighs in confirmation and nods his head. "Here sit down with us, I'll get you something". Mike sits down beside me and puts his head on my shoulder. I feel bad for Mikey, he never deserved to be sick like this. He's always falling asleep and getting confused and never knows where he is. Poor man.

    Scott, Mike and I spend the rest of the day chilling in the restaurant. When it started getting dark, mike left to start hustling. I knew that Scott would soon have to leave too, but I dreaded each moment getting closer to that time. Soon, he stood up and smiled at me. I stood up after him and wrapped my arms around him. I whisper into the nook of his neck "I love you Scott Favor, I really do." He drew me closer, smelling in the scent of my shampoo. "I'll be back at the crack of dawn alright? I'll be right there when you wake up" He says in a quiet, husky voice.

"Alright Scott"