Warning: perverted musings, yaoi boy/boy male/male (implied?) love, and probably more fudged up stuff.

Disclamer: I don't own Jake and Amir, College Humor, or any affiliates. I do not profit from anything related.

Thanks to Lugian Before Swine for beta-ing. She also beta-ed Genuine, I had so many mistakes, -sweatdrop-

This takes place after the Hallie episodes, but really doesn't have anything much to do with it, it just gave me a way to start I guess...
Jake: You always stall.
No, I don't.
Amir: -hanging onto Jake like a panda-
Jake: Yes, you do. Now get onto the fic.
Amir: -snore-
Jake: I'm leaving, Amir needs his ... sleep...
Why did you pause like that?
Jake: I didn't!
I think thou protesteth too much. ... -nosebleed- ... -shoves tampon up nose- Anywho! Here's the (super short) fic!

Dinner Tonight?

"Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake, Ja-" says Amir.

"WHAT, Amir?" Jake sighs from exasperation.

"I just wanted to say, thanks," begins a sincere Amir.

"Uh, yeah man, no problem. … What are you thanking me for?"

"For saving me from that rival accountant from a different agency, of course." Amir beams at Jake.

Jake just shifts in his seat, uncomfortable at the reminder of Hallie.

"She was okay I guess, until I found out who she worked for. Sorta boring actually. I only dated her because you did." Amir looks down at his keyboard.

"Wait, what?" Okay, now Jake was confused.

Amir begins wringing his hands, "I guess I only dated her because you did, and I wanted to be closer to you… I don't know what I was thinking. It's just so messed up that Hallie was a rival accountant from a different agency, we were BFF's before I found out."

Jake scrunches up his eyebrows, "Don't you mean BBF?"

"Well, BFF is best friends forever, and BBF is best boy friend, so no, I do mean BFF."

"You do know that you call me BBF all the time right?"

"Yeah."

"And if it means… So we've been boyfriends all this time and I didn't know about it?"

"You mean you didn't know? No wonder you thought it was weird for me to kiss you! I mean, when you're asleep, you always want me to. You're all groaning and stuff, like you're in pain, 'Amir, not in the taxi, you can take off my boxers once we get into the apartment,' everything makes so much more sky-ence now."

"That's why I keep waking up with my boxers off?"

"Yeah, but I only take them off and kiss you. Getting fucked by a person in their sleep is hard, especially if you're trying not to wake the other person up."

Ignoring Amir's accidental pun, Jake asks, "If you just woke me up, I would have done you so bad…"

"Dinner tonight?"

Figuring Amir lost interest in the conversation he plays along, "Sure, I'll take you to the Dees. Skins and the sauce?"

"Jake, I never meant that," after seeing a look of confusion on Jake's face, he continues, "Dinner tonight was always to eat the Dees, not at the

Dees. The Dees is dicks, and the skins and the sauce is my favourite meal because it's when I nip at your skin and you make that salty white sauce.

But I guess I can't blame you for not knowing, since you always say no. I almost figured we weren't BBF's, and then I just thought you couldn't get a bonesauce. I can't believe you didn't know!"

Once he recovers from his wide-eyed realization, Jake says: "Dinner tonight?"

Every time I hear BBF or the D's, skins and the sauce, or dinner tonight, I get a nosebleed. Damn (and bless) my perverted imagination.