Rigby sighed, and stared up at the ceiling and then over to Mordecai. His best friend was fast asleep, looking adorable as his dyed blue hair fell over his porcelain skin. Rigby smiled, admiring his friend from across the room, he then closed his eyes again, dreaming of beautiful blue eyes and tall hipster boys.

Mordecai opened his eyes, looking over at Rigby and grinned. He knew his best friend had been staring at him for the past hour or so, and he thought it was adorable. "Hey Riggs. Riggs wake up."

Rigby opened his eyes and blushed, the rosey color appearing on his tan skin, his beautiful hazel orbs locking with Mordecai's. "Y-yea..?" He stammered.

"Come lay with me Rigby.. Please?" And he smiled cheekily, and Rigby pulled himself up off his pallet made in the floor, walking over to Mordecai's twin bed.

"Well at least scoot over." He mumbled sleepily, though on the inside he was freaking out.

Mordecai scooted over and pulled Rigby onto the bed with him, pulling him close and pressing their foreheads together. They both closed their eyes and their lips were pressed together gently. Rigby wrapped his arms around Mordecai's neck and his hands tangled in the long blue locks. On the contrary, Mordecai wrapped his arms around Rigby's waist and touched the soft skin above his hips. They both sighed into each others mouths, feeling absolutely safe like this.

And that was their routine, throughout the day they would be regular best friends who constantly teased each other. But as soon as they got behind the closed doors of their bedroom, it's like they were totally different people. They kissed, and occasionally took shirts off, but that was it. Never did they go any farther, nor did they ever talk about it to each other. Secretly Rigby wanted to, he wanted Mordecai to always hold him like this, to kiss him with all the love he could give, and little did he know Mordecai thought the same thing.

After kissing gently for half an hour. Rigby laid his head against Mordecai's chest and sighed. Mordecai wrapped his arms around Rigby's slim waist and kissed his forehead. "Goodnight Rigby.. I love you." But Rigby didn't hear him, he was already fast asleep.

The next morning I awoke in Mordecai's arms, and I automatically grinned to myself, seeing the beautiful man in front of me. The way his high cheekbones accented his gorgeous blue eyes always made my knees go weak. I leaned forward and kissed his soft lips gently, stroking his cheek gently. "Oh Mordecai.. It's time to get up.." I looked over at the clock and chuckled. "It's already noon doll."

As he opened his eyes tiredly I gasped and blushed, his grin always knocked me off my feet. "Oh hey." He said tiredly, his voice always did odd things to my body. "I'd rather stay like this forever." He pulled me close and nuzzled my neck, and I blushed like crazy.

(Mordecai's POV)

I chuckled at the way Rigby's beautiful caramel skin turned a soft shade of rosy pink when I said such things to him. But I was being serious, I'd like to stay like this for a while.

"W-well okay." He said softly. "I guess we can.. But what if Benson walks in on us? What excuse would we give to us being in the same bed?"

I chuckled softly and watched his lips as he talked, they were red and plump, but not in a feminine way. And the way his eyelashes outlined his hazel eyes never ceased to amaze me. They were so feminine, and on anyone else would look odd, but on him it just meant he looked perfect. I realized I'd been staring at him too long when he nudged my arm.

"Sorry.. And who cares if Benson walks in? Because I sure don't!" I chuckled softly, and he smiled, those deep dimples making their appearance again. I grinned happily and held his cheeks in my hand gently. "Your beautiful Rigby. Absolutely beautiful." As that lovely blush appeared on his cheeks, I leaned in and kissed him gently and heard him gasp.

(Back to 3rd person)

The two boys stayed in each others arms, kissing softly, and doing nothing but that, for a solid 15 minutes until a soft knock was heard on the door.

"Mordecai..? You in there..?" Came the voice of a woman.

Rigby scowled and pulled away from Mordecai's soft lips, displeased to hear Margaret's voice behind the door. He always knew his best friend had a thing for the red head girl, and it angered him to know she was here. "No he isn't here here..." Rigby said softly, so she couldn't hear.

"Rigby hush.. Yea I'm here! One minute!" Mordecai hopped up and gave Rigby an apologetic look, and started to brush out his hair. "I'm sorry Riggs." He whispered. "I-ill tell her we can't hang out today or something. I-"

"Forget it." Rigby stood up and pulled on a brown sweatshirt and jeans. "She's more important than me I get it. She always has been so..Whatever."

"Riggs no! That's not what I meant!" He grabbed Rigby's hand and looked at him. "I want to- "

Just then Margaret opened the bedroom door and walked in. Instantly Mordecai jerked his hand away, causing Rigby to tear up and walk to the door, looking at Mordecai expectantly.

"Ready to go Mordecai?" Margaret smiled. She was dressed in short shorts and a black tank top that showed her stomach. She had her red dyed hair down in curls, she looked gorgeous.

"Sure.." Mordecai sighed, looking at Rigby again with an apologetic look. "Just let me get ready first." She nodded and walked off, letting him get dressed. Rigby just looked shocked, and a single tear fell down his cheek, then he bolted out of the door. Mordecai groaned, he wanted to spend the day with Rigby, but he didn't want to cancel plans with Margaret. But did he make a mistake by not hanging with his best friend? By yanking his hand away and deciding to spend the day with Margaret? He just sighed, he didn't know what he and his best friend were.. And he thinks he just made things worse.

Rigby ran out of the house and through the park, tears rapidly running down his cheeks. Why did he have to have such feelings for his best friend, and why did his best friend have to just diss him like that? Didn't Mordecai have those same feelings that he did, or did he still have a thing for Margaret? He would never understand. So he just kept running. Eventually he ran into someone and fell down, and the person gently helped him up. Looking up he saw who it was and burst into tears. The other man pulled him close and hugged him, telling him everything would be okay and he should just come back to his place.

Rigby nodded and said softly, through sobs, "Yea.. thanks Jeremy."