Taking the B out of Bromance

"A house party?" repeated Johnny looking into his best bro's green eyes with a confused look on his face.

"Yessir. Y'know, vodka, drugs, women and JoJo openings." said Gyro with excitement.

"I can't really drink, I don't do drugs and I'm gay. Try again hun."

"We invited girl in red and James Charles."

"You son of a bitch, I'm in."

"Knew it, ya little crippled gremiln".

"Fuck off, 🅱️ig 🅱️itty 🅱️itch."

"My house, 8pm, Friday."

The bell ringing cut off their conversation.

"Yo man could roll me to my next class? Too lazy to do it myself 👉👈🥺"

"Sure bro ❤️"

~•~

"WHAT IS POPPIN' MOTHERFUCKERS, WHERE THE FUCK IS MARIE AND JAMES?" yelled the crippled gremlin while rollin' through the door.

"HAH! Bitch you thought!" said 🅱️ig 🅱️itty 🅱️itch, trying to be louder than the Crazy Noisy Bizarre Town remix playing in the background, "You fell for it, fool! I didn't really invite them, dumbass!"

"Ight," Johnny turned around in his wheelchair, "Imma head out in that case-"

"Oh no, you don't, honey, you're staying!" the gay cowboy grabbed his wheelchair.

"This is kidnapping."

"Shut up."

~•~

Johnny sat in the kitchen, his head on the counter, close to falling asleep. He sat up as Diego entered the kitchen and opened the fridge.

"Why are you sitting in here alone?"

"I'm fucking paraplegic, what else am I supposed to do, dance? Gyro is the only one I know here, anyway."

"Should I go get him?" asked the dinosaur boy as he took a big block of cheese from the fridge*.

"Fuck off, Dic. What are you doing with that cheese?"

"My goals are beyond your understanding." he put up two fingers and vanished.

"What the fu-"

~•~

Gyro was boasting about his big block of cheese to Hot Pants and Lucy when he felt a tug on his shirt.

"HOLY SHIT JOHNNY you look like you just crawled out of a cow's ass!"

"Fuck you, I know. I'm tired. And bored. And I wanna dieeeeeee-"

"OH NO YA FUCKING DON'T, les go." yelled the blonde as he picked up Johnny bridal-style. "Hot Pants, you take over my responsibilities as a host. My bro needs me."

"No, I don't."

"S H U T."

"Gyro where are you goi-" started Hot Pants but before she could finish her sentence, Gyro already ran away to his room upstairs.

"And just what the fuck am I supposed to do with the wheelchair?"

~•~

*this is where the fluff starts bois*

Gyro opened the door with his foot and gently put the crippled blonde on the bed. He lay next to him, putting his arm under smol pp man's** head. Johnny put his head on Gyro's chest, cuddling into him.

"Y'know, you don't have to do it. You can go back downstairs, I know you have stuff to do here," mumbled Johnny, "I can just rest here. I legit did not sleep yesterday, fuck."

"Thanks, but I don't want to," chuckled Gyro, playing with the younger man's hair, "I'd rather stay with you here. By the way, you're good at maths, right? Can you help me? I don't understand shit from the last lesson."

"Ohh, I get it now. So that's what you wanted from the beginning, eh?" laughed the crippled blonde and jokingly pushed the older man away.

"Well, yes, but actually no." giggled the gay cowboy and pulled him back into a hug. "I mainly wanted to cuddle you."

Johnny blushed and hugged him tighter.

"Gyro?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you drunk?"

"No."

"Gyro?"

"Maybe a little. But I'm mostly sober."

"You smell of alcohol."

"Yet you still love me."

"If I could I would kick you."

"I love you too ❤️"

Johnny looked up at Gyro and pressed his lips against his own, then, as if nothing happened, cuddled back into him.

"Goodnight."

Gyro was just laying there, stunned, and as soon as his peanut brain processed what just happened, he planted a kiss on Johnny's forehead and also lied down, closing his eyes.

"Goodnight ❤️"

~Bonus~

"I found them!" whisper-shouted Hot Pants as she stood in the doorway. "I mean, of course they'd be in Gyro's bedroom, what was I thinking checking in the bathroom?"

Diego walked up behind her.

"They look pretty gay, if you ask me."

"Diego. They're cuddling. In bed. Together. Of course they're gay! Now go get the camera, you dumbfuck. Pictures aren't going to take themselves! This is totally going on Instagram."

~End~

A/N: Wrote this in the span of a week (I'm pretty sure) only on history lessons and one educational hour.

*this is a reference to when I was on quarantine and went downstairs to make myself a sandwich but there was no bread so I took a block of cheese and ran upstairs and that was the only thing I ate for the rest of the day.

**my friend calls me that and I ran out of things to call Johnny to not call him the same thing over and over, so I figured if we technically have the same dynamic as Johnny and Gyro, then why the fuck not.