This came to me in a dream I once read.

Yes, I am just fucking around.

Tom Collins had surprisingly woken up early that morning. It had been a long night last night, but he wasn't complaining. When he woke up, he found himself with his arms wrapped around the most amazing person he'd ever met. He was in love with him, Angel. The most appropriate name for this beautiful example of a human. He wanted to watch her as he slept peacefully in his arms, but he needed to use the bathroom. He sat up, after kissing Angel's cheek softly, and got out of bed, or the mattress rather. Pulling the sheet back, trying to stay quiet, Collins crept out of the bedroom and journeyed to the bathroom. Once the curtain for the bathroom was open, all to be heard was a blood curdling scream. Someone was in the bathroom, a woman. She wasn't fully dressed. Collins sprang back away from the bathroom, and tripped over the couch. He wasn't wearing much either. He sat back up from the couch and standing over him with a bottle of pepper spray was the girl in Angel's bathroom a moment ago.

"Get out!" She shrieked. "Get away from me and Angel, or I swear to GOD." She threatened, shaking as she held the pepper spray. Collins had never been more afraid in his life. He held up his hands defensively.

"Whoa, whoa, I was just..." He started and was interrupted.

"Take what you want just don't hurt us!" She shouted.

"What! I'm not gunna hurt you, I just wanted to use the bathroom." He said, trying to calm the girl down.

"Use your own perv!" She said. That's when God let lose his Angel, literally. Angel ran out to the living room in her bathrobe. He held the fabric tight and looked at both them, Collins fallen back on the couch, frightened, the girl with her pepper spray aimed at Collins, looking vivid.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Angel asked sternly, looking at the both of them.

"You tell me!" Collins told her. "Who is this, your daughter or something?" He asked, and Angel gave him a look.

"Um, no. This is Mimi, she's my best friend. We're the same age." He answered, and looked at Mimi, who looked very proud. "Mimi, what the fuck are you doing?"

"This bastard walked in on me in the bathroom." She warned, and looked back at Collins.

"Mimi, that's Collins." She said sternly. She had told Mimi about him, and Mimi's eyes got wide.

"Oh...oh shit..." She mumbled, put her hand down. "I-I'm sorry...I thought...oh wow." She muttered, and walked out of the living room, embarrassed. They both watched her leave, and Angel sighed, walking over to Collins to help him up.

"Sorry about that sweetie. She scares me too sometimes." He told Collins, and Collins chuckled, taking her hands, and pulling her down on top of him. Angel let out a laugh. "What are you doing?" He asked, a twinkle in his eye. Collins just grinned and kissed his Angel lovingly.

"So, we're even, you had to deal with my burnout best friend, and I have to deal with your nutcase best friend." He said, and laughed. Angel eyes merely popped open.

"We should totally get them together." She said, and grinned, kicking her legs back and forth lightly. Collins laughed.

"Yeah, right. Baby, that'll never work." He said, and Angel sighed.

"I guess you're right." She said, and leaned her head on his chest.

"I know." Collins said, tracing his fingers up and down Angel's lower back.