A/N: Strong language.
It took nearly getting killed by a Dread Doctor creation, but Mason Hewitt could finally say that Sinema was his kind of club. He was getting used to the Bright lights and being around Half Naked Guys with their asses on show. While Liam was flirting with Hayden, Brett grabbed Mason gently by the shoulders and guided him to a table.
"Help yourself to a shot" Brett said, pointing to the Blue coloured glasses on the table.
Mason leaned forward peering at which glass to take, when he saw a Guy shyly wave at him. To Brett's annoyance, Mason put the glass down and stared back at the Guy. He looked around to check that the Guy wasn't waving at someone else. He pointed at Brett.
"Do You like him?"Mason sliently mouthed.
The Guy shook his head and Mason put his glass down and went to see the Mystery Guy. The Guy looked out of place for Sinema. He was dressed in a Khaki hat, Matching Jacket and Dark Blue Jogging bottoms. Mason wondered how this Guy got in in the first place.
"Cool Clothes" Mason fibbed.
"Thanks, I like... wanted to stay under the radar" The Guy said.
"Are You an Army Guy?" Mason asked intrigued.
"No...I hunt" The Guy said. This led to an Half an hour chat, at the back of the Club. The Guy was called Clay. His Dad liked to Hunt Were's but he didn't want to.
"That's really sweet" Mason said patting Clay's arm.
"Well, I don't want my new torch to go to waste. It detects Animals when they travel on ground at Day or night. Take a look" Clay said.
He reached out to get his torch, only to get punched in the stomach and thrown across the room.
"Brett he wasn't about to, or hurting me" Mason said appalled.
"What the fuck did he take out of his pocket?" Brett growled.
"A torch"
"That's still weird and if you ask me...I'm a torch is Still a cause for concern" Brett said.
From then on, Mason chose not to ask Brett at all. Sinema was out of the Question. He and Liam would have to check out some more bars. But it would only be a Matter of time before Brett found out and tried to go with them.
"What about the LGBT club at school?" Liam asked. "I'll stop by with you"
"I'm actually gonna go on a dating site" Mason told his friend.
"Online, No. Mason that's just asking for trouble"
"We're Both Eighteen! It's Not any Trouble if I meet them in a public place. A fair Ground, A Mall...a Coffee shop. If we don't click, that's that"
"And if they're Fifty years Old with Ten Kids?" Liam said.
"Age is just a number and I think I'd be a great Step-Dad" Mason chuckled.
Liam made him promise that Once he'd got a got a Date He'd tell him or his parents. After putting his profile up on a less popular, but cosy appearing site he'd got responses from older Guys, but Ignored most of them. Two Weeks later He got a message from a Twenty one year old Guy called Trevor. He had a picture that looked real. They responded back and forth. Trevor was a Part-time student and worked at a Bakery.
"Does that mean I'll get a Cake on the first date?" Mason Text.
"If I like you, you'll get a lot more than that!" came the response.
Liam didn't have to go. His Father drove him there.
"Good Luck Kiddo" His Father said with a "Go Get Them" nod.
"Thanks" Mason said. He got out of the car and checked that he had his wallet. He'd agreed to meet Trevor at a great place that he'd recommended. He got a table near to the Window. He didn't want to order anything until Trevor got there. But Twenty minutes went by. Mason was surprisingly was given a Free cup of Hot Chocolate in a Mug shaped like a B. Thirty minutes...then a hour went by. There was still no Trevor, and His Dad had left by then. He tried to call Trevor, but there was no answer.
He let the Trevor Fiasco go, and Quickly moved on to a Guy called Jonah Tibau. Mason was surprised by how open Jonah was. Jonah had been bullied and had had Depression as a younger Teenager. Now he was working as Youth Counsellor.
"Are you sure, that you wanna meet a Guy that's like depressed?" Liam asked.
"When he was Younger. He's beaten it now" Mason said.
They agreed to meet at a shopping Centre. Liam came for support. They sat around until Liam was Angrily sipping his third Slurpie. He then pointed at Mason's cup which they noticed had a note on it saying" From T?"
"Wasn't this Guy's second name a T? He's fucking around with you" Liam said.
"Let's just go" Mason said.
Getting more Dismayed by the day, Liam suggested that he give up the dating for a while. Mason couldn't help but agree, until he was sitting next to Brett Talbot by the bleachers one day.
"I...I've Heard about your Online Adventures" Brett said quietly.
"You heard wrong" Mason said with a shrug.
"Give it time. The third time could be a charm" Brett told him, getting up.
That convinced Mason to try one more time. A month Later on the same site as before.
The Third Guy's name was John Young. In his Mid Twenties. He loved outdoor sports. He was a Student and Motivational Speaker. Liam laughed at that Job. To see if his point worked Mason invited Brett along to possibly help.
"I'm surprised you asked me" Brett said as they got into his car.
"It's the last time I'm doing this so..." Mason said.
They'd agreed to meet at a Ice skating rink. Mason would give him half an hour. That was it. He didn't tell John about his previous bad luck. The Clocked Ticked, past the Date time. Mason was annoyed. But he did Text John, asking him where he was. He was puzzled when he got this message.
"I'm in the Toilet. Please come alone"
Mason didn't want his dating life to Literally be the Death of him., And he should have learned his lesson from Lucas. It was easy to get away from Brett. He was teaching a Skinny Red-head how to Skate. He began walking away when the Tall Were called his name.
"Brett, I just need Toilet Time" Mason said.
Brett nodded calmly and kept his eyes on Mason while his hands were around the Red-head's waist.
Mason walked into the toilet and looked around. There was a Guy washing his hands, but Mason started pushing back Cubicle doors.
"Mason he told me to tell you to look at my hat" The stranger said pointing at the "A" on his Cap.
"What?"
"Mason you paused and looked when you came in. You were right the first time"
Mason looked back at the Stranger washing his hands. The Guy dried his hands. Then he took his Grey Cap off. He was well Gelled Brunette, with Dark toned Fashioned Sense and welcoming Hazel Eyes.
"John!...it's great to meet you. Why aren't we out there Skating and Dating?" Mason asked.
"Because I got the fright of my Life Last night...I don't know if I should even be telling you this"
"What?"
John picked up the plastic Bin and put it by the door.
"Yesterday Ironically, I was getting my Clothes together for this Date. When I got knock on my door, at One in the morning..."
"You were that excited you were getting your clothes ready at One?" Mason said.
"Listen, that's not the strangest Part. I get a knock on my door. From this Designer wearing, arrogant Beverly Hills Nine Zero Two One Zero Spoiled Brat. He was huge. He told me that you were taken.
"Me? That I was taken? Are you sure?" Mason asked in shock.
John nodded.
"He had pictures of you on his phone and everything. He told me that you and him were serious. That there was a Mis-communication. He said that If I liked being able bodied I'd do the right thing and forget about you" John said.
Mason nodded...his anger ticking to boiling point.
He clicked on his phone and went onto the local Beacon Hill Newspaper, where it showed a Picture of the person that he was sure was responsible.
"Was the Designer Spoiled Brat this Guy?" Mason asked pointing to Brett.
John nodded. "Yeah. That's the asshole that threatened me at One in the morning" John said.
Mason thanked him. He apologised A Thousand times, and stormed out of the toilet. He took a Deep breath and started Skating by himself, until he felt himself being swerved around.
"Are you okay? For what it's worth you're Intended Date is missing out" Brett said with a polite nod.
His Body language was earnest. His smile seemed to be honest. Mason had to hand it to the Guy. Talbot was a Damn good actor. He wanted to prove that he could be a better one.
"I'm just never going to find the one. Am I? Is it me Brett? Be honest with me" Mason said, leaning into the Well Built Were.
"You're Flawless. Don't ever doubt yourself" Brett said patting his back.
This was Mason's chance. He pulled Brett by his Jacket and kissed him on the mouth quickly. He wasn't sure if Brett would take the bait. Satomi's Beta pulled away first, flustered, and red faced.
"Mason..." Brett said in a hushed tone.
"Brett did you mean it, when you said I was flawless?" Mason asked.
"Indefinitely" Brett told him holding him closer.
Mason pulled away, but Squeezed his hand.
"Then...take me back to your place" Mason asked.
"Well...I...I don't want you to feel...like...I understand Guys have had a History doing this to you...and I wouldn't want you to assume..." Brett started to say.
"I know that's why like the Great Nate Diaz said, I'm not Surprised. Is there a Key to your room? So we can have fun? Indefinitely?" Mason asked.