"Hey, sweetie-boo-cutie-face-button-nosed-cootie-pie-sweetheart!" James kissed Carlos' cheek.

"Hey, Jamie. What's with all the cutesy names?" He laughed. Those were the weirdest names her had ever heard James call him all at the same time. But it worked.

"Just being...affectionate." He grabbed Carlos and ran him out the door to the car. He threw him into the front seat, running around to the other side to hop in the driver's seat. Carlos rubbed his head. "Ow, that hurt."

James kissed his forehead hurriedly, then his cheeks, then his neck. He blew a quick kiss to his lower body. "Are you any better, now?" Carlos nodded, even though his ass still hurt. "Buckle up, sweetie cakes." Carlos shifted in his seat and adjusted the belt.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see." He kissed the side of Carlos' mouth, having missed it completely. Carlos giggled, leaning over and doing the same to James. Two seconds later, the boys were giggling and kissing, all while James was driving perfectly straight. Two hours, which felt like another two seconds, later, they arrived at their destination.

"C'mon, baby." James scooped his boyfriend out of the car and flung him over his shoulder. Carlos was soon thrown into another seat, and James sat down next to him.

"Here, put on this vest." He handed Carlos a black vest with many random loops on it. He obeyed, and it was on in mere seconds.

"So, Jamie, where are we?"

"We..are in a helicopter. Gonna be high up in the sky, soon. Then'll we'll get dropped off at a bridge and do some bungee jumping."

"Is that what the vest is for?"

James nodded, kissing his neck. "Mhm, you look so good in my red jeans." He purred, nibbling on Carlos' neck. "I just wanna.." He growled sexily, bringing a hand up to the side of Carlos' neck. Carlos' fingers twitched as they settled on James'-now suddenly bare-chest. He was cold. With one arm, James pulled Carlos onto his lap. He whispered in his ear, causing Carlos to blush. They were interrupted by the pilot.

"Make sure you get your cords on."

James lifted Carlos off his lap and found the cords. He connected one end to Carlos, and the other to himself. He then clicked another cord into place to further reinforce the connected cords.

"Baby, are you scared?"

"Kind of." James wrapped his arms around Carlos, kissing the top of his head. His vest was back on.

"No worries, my little Latino. As long as you're in my arms, nothing can-" His sentence was cut short when both boys were pushed out of the helicopter. They screamed as they started falling.

"Wait!" James yelled. "We're still connected to the helicopter! We're not gonna die!"

"Hurray!" Carlos kissed James in mid-air. "But wait-what's that?" He pointed down.

"Oh, that's a volcano."

"A VOLCANO?"

"Yeah, don't worry because..OH MY GOD!" The two boys clung to each other for dear life, exchanging last words of love during their last few seconds together. They screamed, but the stopped when they froze where they were. They looked down, their heads centimeters above burning, hot lava. James' hair was barely singed, and then a great force pulled them upwards again. During the rush, Carlos and James started screaming again.

Carlos woke up, his arms around James. "Psst, Jamie." He nudged him, hoping to wake him up. James opened his eyes and looked at Carlos. "Hey, you."

"Hey, sweetie-boo-cutie-face-button-nosed-cootie-pie-sweetheart."

James gave Carlos a goofy smile. "Haha, what? What's with the giant, cutesy nickname?"

"Oh, you know, just being affectionate." He laughed, which confused James.

"Haha, what?"

Carlos kissed the side of his mouth. "I'll explain later."