Grogg x Broskar
Well, after that day at school, Grogg went home squealing with all the excitement a (Blank) year old person could have. He was so happy. He asked his mom, "What should I wear? I have a date with this.. Girl. And I need your input." She suggested a black blazer, white shirt, and some cargo shorts.. Yeah. Hot right? No.
At the same time, Broskar was contemplating what he should wear too. He decided on a Street Fighter shirt and black jeans. It was basically what he wore everyday. He felt no need to dress up for this pointless date anyways, it was just going to be eating and probably breaking Grogg's heart by telling him that he doesn't like guys. But.. Well, maybe.. No. He didn't like guys.
The day of the date came, and they decided on going to a 50's looking diner down the street from their school. When they arrived, they were surprised to find a real Jukebox. That's all Broskar really wanted to talk about, since the whole situation was uncomfortable and he couldn't really wrap his mind around what was happening. After some awkward conversation, 2 slices of pizza, and a very long silence filled with Grogg staring directly at Broskar, Grogg wanted to dance.
Grogg pulled Broskar up, who reluctantly got up and stiffly walked over to the Jukebox. Grogg immediately found Carry on my Wayward Son, and danced. He just kept dancing. Broskar kept whispering, "Stop, stop. You're making a scene. Nobody else is dancing. Stop." But Grogg just kept dancing. At one point, he just grabbed Broskar and danced. He forced him to dance for about 2 minutes before Broskar decided he wanted to leave.
Grogg walked him home, and kept trying to wrap his arm around his waist. But, every time he tried, Broskar would awkwardly move away, like Grogg was a person with Ebola.. It frustrated him. So they sat down at a near park after about .5 miles of walking, because Broskar was already limping. Grogg was pretty disappointed.. All he wanted was to hold his awkward, stick-like, boney, pale, vampire like "friend".
Broskar finally got up the courage to ask, "What's wrong? Tell me." And Grogg said, "Well, all I wanted was to have a fun date, you know? And like.. Kiss? Hug? Something." And at that moment, Broskar saw an actual emotion come out of Grogg other than excitement and frustration. He saw some water build up in his crystal-blue eyes.
Broskar just watched in silence, while Grogg just held back tears filled with disappointment. He just thought to himself, "His eyes are beautiful.. Like works of art. Each of a snowflake, unique and reflective of the feelings in the atmosphere around it." He put his hand on Grogg's cheek and said, "Look, I don't know how to put this."
Grogg looked at him sadly and just said, "Huh?" And Broskar wiped his tears away while saying, "I think I like you.." Then he stood up and ran. Ran away from the thought of being.. Bi? Bisexual. It was a terrible thought, being more different than he already is. He didn't need another label on him. But he does have one now.. He thought to himself, "I can't believe I said that, you dumb ass!" and he sat down on the sidewalk in his neighborhood when he got there. Just to think.
He thought over what he said. Grogg's magical face, staring at him in silence and awe. Broskar walked home. He went into his house, said Hi to his brother Maleb, then ran to his room and locked the door. Nobody should put up with trash like him. He thought about maybe.. Ending. He was over the thought of living in a society where it's unacceptable to be slightly attracted to the same gender.
But before he could do anything, there was a knock at his bedroom door, and Broskar could smell a familiar cologne..