Hello! So yesterday in my physics class we started learning about the North and South pole and the attraction between magnets. I immediately thought of Vince and Howard :) I wrote this at like, 12:00 am so sorry if it's not the best quality. ENJOY! :D

The Physics of Attraction

Vince and Howard were as opposite as you could get. Galaxies apart. While Howard was the moustached jazzy man with the earthy turtlenecks and organized stationary village, Vince was the bright ball of energy, obsessed with fashion, cheekbone magazine, and anything trendy. If they were so jarringly different, how did they end up together, in bed?

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Vince was playing with Howard's chest hair absentmindedly, his one brain cell preoccupied with figuring out what had just happened. Not that he was complaining. Vince couldn't be happier than he was in this very moment, snuggled against his favourite Northerner.

Howard, though he had more brain cells than Vince, was thinking the exact same thing. It defied the laws of the universe that the two of them just had the most amazing, bone rattling, mind blowing, ecstasy filled sex in the world. Nothing, not even a four person crimp, was as impressive as the events that just took place in his rickety single bed.

"Howard?" Vince said from Howard's chest, his eyes still focused on the hairy chest he was stroking. "What just happened?"

Howard sighed. The hell if he knew! But Howard tried to articulate it as best as he could. "Well you see Vince, we're magnets." Howard said. Vince looked up at him and arched an eyebrow, obviously not following.

"Well," Howard continued. "It's simple physics. I'm the negative magnet. Brooding, poetic, dark. You're the positive magnet. You're sunshiny, perky and enthusiastic. We're complete opposites." Howard hoped that Vince would get it by now. Judging by the vacant look in those bright blue eyes, this was not the case.

"Well..." Howard said, not quite sure how to elaborate. "Positive magnets attract negative magnets, and vice versa. In the physics world, opposites attract. See Vince, we're exactly like magnets."

Vince still looked confused. "You lost me at 'simple physics'". He said. Howard sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Vince, you're a bright pair of red drainpipes. I'm the black belt that contrasts it. Together we make a fabulous outfit." Howard said, wondering why he didn't put it like that in the first place.

Vince's eyes lit up with recognition. "Ohhh! I get it!" he exclaimed. Vince smiled and nuzzled closer to Howard.

Howard couldn't help but chuckle. Vince may not be the best person to train you when you have to fight a kangaroo, or the best person to go into the wilderness with, but he was the only person for Howard.

The two men eventually drifted off to sleep, never letting the space between them grow, even for a second. They really were like magnets...