Hello, readers. I am here once again and I am extremely bored... and hyper. For no apparent reason. So, I hope you like this story... Okay, you can read now.

Carlos hummed along to a song on his iPod. He had been left in the apartment by himself, so he was just wandering around singing whatever song happened to be playing. "... If I should die tonight, may I first just say I'm sorry; for I, never felt like anybody..." he sung under his breath, dancing around the kitchen.

He didn't really like being by himself, he preferred being around people and got lonely quite easily, but Logan and Kendall were on a date, Katie and Mama Knight were out and about while his boyfriend, James, was at the recording studio. Carlos had nothing to do, so he stayed behind, quickly realizing that he was really bored.

He plugged the device into his speaker on the counter, pulling the earbuds out of his ears and setting them next to the speakers. He pressed play and smirked as an idea came to mind. He walked into the living room and started dancing at complete random. He laughed as he did so, because he knew how stupid he looked.

For some reason, Carlos loved dancing around like a total idiot; it just made him laugh. Soon, he was laughing to hard to dance, so he collapsed on the floor, giggling hysterically. He didn't even notice that sometime during his dance, the door had opened and a person was watching him with a smirk on his face. "That's a sexy little dance, there." James half-chuckled.

Carlos instantly shut up and snapped into a sitting position. His eyes were wide and he felt his face heat up, even though he couldn't blush. "Wh-what are you talking about?" he said, blatantly lying as he tried to sound casual. Carlos leaned back against the coffee table.

James rolled his eyes and walked over to his boyfriend. "Do you always dance like that when you're alone."

The latino shrugged and looked at the floor. "Sometimes."

"Well, it's cute." James said softly. He knelt down next to Carlos and gave him a peck on the lips.

Carlos grinned at James, making the pretty boy's heart skip a beat. "So, how was the studio?"

James nodded. "It was okay. I missed you though. Gustavo is pretty boring." he said standing up, offering a hand to Carlos.

The boy still on the floor took it and James pulled him up. "Yeah, I'm more amusing that he is." They walked over to the couch and sat down. James noticed the speakers were still playing some random techno song and a lightbulb appeared in his head.

"Hey, Carlos, do you mind if I change the song?" he asked looking at the smaller boy.

He shrugged in reply. "Sure, go ahead."

The pretty boy stood up and hid a smirk from his boyfriend. "Carlos." he began walking over to the ipod and doing something on the screen. "Do you know what my favorite song is?" he asked casually, as if he were just curious, but this was going somewhere.

Carlos shook his head innocently. "Nuh uh. What is it?" James' eyes lit up when he found it. He hit play and turned to face Carlos, waiting for him to notice the song. Of course, realization dawned on his face before the intro was over. He shook his head. "I knew you had a motive." The song playing was Banana Pancakes, the song was James' make-out song.

James hummed to tune as he walked towards his boyfriend, eventually reaching him and pushing him down onto the couch, making him lie on his back. The pretty boy straddled his waist and leaned down to kiss him. "Now you know what my favorite song is." he said quietly.

Carlos rolled his eyes. "You are so weird." James gave him a brief smile before kissing him.

Yes, I know, it was short and pointless, but I had no clue what to add to it. I hope you like my mindless one-shot!

*E.M.*