I don't own Big Time Rush or anything else you may recognize in this story.
Carlos sighed as he closed the front door of apartment 2J, flopping heavily down onto the couch. Kendall, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa watching television, eyed his friend's unreadable expression. "What's up Carlos?" Kendall asked, pushing the mute button on the remote control. The Latino slumped back his position, his eyes drifting slowly over to where Kendall sat.
"Stephanie." Carlos huffed wistfully, letting his sights fall aimlessly back onto the white coffee table. Kendall stared at him, confused on what exactly that had meant.
"Care to elaborate on that?" The blonde questioned, watching Carlos roll his dark brown eyes. He suddenly flung himself up violently, making an aggravated noise as he stood in front of the television.
"She dumped me!" Carlos said angrily, kicking his leg out rather immaturely. Kendall was a little thrown off by this, thinking back on Carlos and Stephanie's relationship.
"I thought you guys were just fine, what happened?" Kendall wondered aloud, watching Carlos' agitated expression soften into one of unhappiness. The shorter teen plopped back down next to his friend, shaking his head slightly.
"She said I'm too awkward when it comes to being more than just friends." Carlos paused for a moment, seeming to be replaying the breakup in his mind. "She says I'm not romantic enough for her. Its not my fault I've never had a girlfriend!"
"What about Mercedes?" Carlos shot a death glare at Kendall, who was holding back a snicker. This didn't seem like the time to be joking around, Carlos thought. The blonde held up his hands signaling that he was sorry.
"It's all your fault anyway!" Carlos suddenly shouted, shoving Kendall's shoulder lightly. The blonde furrowed his eyebrows, having the same puzzled look pop onto his face once more.
"How the hell is any of this my fault?" He shouted back at his raven haired friend. Carlos sighed, running his palms down his face.
"Stephanie told me how Jo raves about how she has the most romantic boyfriend in the world." Carlos said in a mocking tone. "You could learn a thing or two from Kendall." The Latino repeated his ex girlfriend's words. The blonde just sat there, his stare sort of blankly amused. It was the look he got when an idea was forming in his cunning mind.
"Maybe she's right," Kendall began, smirking crookedly as his left eyebrow rose. Carlos seemed to be a little offended.
"Gee, thanks Kendall." He remarked, dejectedly looking at his lap.
"No no no! I mean, maybe I can teach you how to be romantic so you can win back Stephanie!" Carlos perked up at this idea, a smile beginning to form on his mouth. He turned to his friend, an excited look on his face.
"Thank you so much Kendall!" Carlos grinned, his cheek bones high and prominent with joy. Kendall smiled back, happy that he could help his friend.
"Okay first things first. Girls love it when you do random, spontaneous things for them." Kendall explained to Carlos, who had brought his legs up on the couch, facing the blonde with an indian style position. He expression looked so very eager as he nodded, taking mental note of everything Kendall was saying. "Try taking her out to dinner or like, buy her an unexpected gift."
"Like what?" Carlos asked quizically, putting Kendall to dig into his thoughts.
"Flowers, or jewelry. Just something nice that tells her how much you care about her." As obvious as all this sounded, it was news to Carlos, who was in fact, the most oblivious romantic in the world. After about thirty minutes of telling Carlos what he should and shouldn't do, Kendall came to his last lesson.
"Now, the whole key to being romantic is knowing how to touch a girl." Kendall smirked as he watched Carlos' dark eyebrows raise.
"What do you mean?" Carlos asked, giving Kendall a confused look.
"You know! Like, for instance," Kendall suddenly scooted forward, becoming closer to his friend. He reached out, running his hand softly down the side of Carlos' tan face. The Latino felt his cheeks grow hot, the touch being so insignificant yet inticing. "Girls love it when you touch their face." Carlos could see what he meant.
"Okay, now what?" Carlos felt a little weird letting Kendall touch his face in such a provocative manner. The blonde stood, walking around Carlos and sitting behind him on the couch.
"They love it when you know how to touch their hair." Kendall instructed, leaving Carlos wondering for a moment how anyone could think that was romantic. His doubtful thoughts were interrupted as he shuddered, Kendall's hands reaching up and running through his short black hair. Carlos could feel his fingertips massaging his scalp, their delicate caress going behind his ears. The Latino bit his lower lip, closing his eyes for a moment.
"Then what?" Carlos asked breathily, his body and mind suddenly very relaxed. That is, until Kendall's fingers began to run down his neck.
"The teasing." Kendall breathed onto Carlos' ear, trying to stay focused on the task at hand. The blonde could feel Carlos' suprised shiver against his body as he leaned forward, pressing his chest against his back. "You have to know their sensitive spots," Kendall exhaled onto the bare skin of Carlos' neck, feeling the shorter boy tense up. Kendall closed his eyes, leaning down. "Like here."
The blonde's lips unexpectedly planted themselves on the side of Carlos' neck, beginning to suck gently on his bronzed flesh. The Latino stirred in his spot, his lip still clenched between his teeth as Kendall continued. Carlos felt his heart begin to race as the taller boy's tonuge poked out, slithering upward.
"And here," Kendall's voice was so close to Carlos. His tonuge slipped between his lips, licking up the side of the Latino's ear, coming back down to let Kendall suck on his friend's earlobe. Meanwhile, the blonde's hands were occupied as well, one massaging Carlos' hair, the other grasping his jawline lightly.
"N-now what?" Carlos restrained himself from letting a moan out as he asked this. It felt so wrong. But then why was he letting him continue? Oh yeah, this was just a lesson.
Kendall stopped all he was doing, getting up and walking around Carlos to sit in his original spot. He licked his lips, catching sight of the shorter boy's heated face.
"The kissing."
Shall I continue?