"Chan where did you go?" Sebastian called out, upset that he was left holding the picnic basket.
"Just over here!" Chandler said popping up from behind a bush, some flowers in his hand.
The blond hurried over to his impatient boyfriend, holding out the flowers for him.
"What are you five?" Sebastian asked laughing, swapping Chandler the picnic basket for the flowers.
"You like them." Chandler teased, bumping the brunet with his hip.
"Hey, keep those to yourself." The brunet said, pointing to the blonde's hips.
Chandler simply laughed, making his way over to the part of the field with shade and set up the whole thing, without Sebastian's help, who just stood around staring at the other's butt. When he was done Chandler patted the spot next to him motioning for the taller boy to sit down next to him.
Sebastian was making his way over when he felt a shock go through his arm; he quickly dropped the flowers, and watched as a bee flew away. He looked down at his arm, there was a big red circle on his arm that began to itch and burn. He let out a small gasp, bringing the arm closer for expecting.
"Baby what's wrong?" Chandler asked, panicked, getting up and running over to his boyfriend.
"A stupid freakin' bee stung me." The Dalton boy growled, looking irritated.
"Let me see." Chandler said, grabbing the brunet's arm gently.
Reluctantly Sebastian gave in, he was about to complain that he was 17 and didn't need someone to baby over him, but let's be honest sometimes it's nice to have Chandler baby over you.
"Do you have your credit card with you?" The blonde asked, looking up at the other boy with those blue eyes.
"What do you want buy something? We're like 5 miles away from any kind of shop." Sebastian asked confused.
"No silly, I gotta get that stinger out of your arm before the poison spreads too far!" Chandler replied rolling his eyes.
Sebastian reached into his back pocket and pulled out the closest card he could find and handed it over to the blond who then scooped the stinger out of his arm, and whipped it off on the grass.
"Are you okay? I don't need to get my EpiPen out do I?" Chandler asked, handing the card back to the Dalton boy.
"No. Why do you have an EpiPen?" Sebastian asked concerned, slipping an arm around the smaller one's waist.
"I'm allergic to shellfish." Chandler said, shrugging.
"Well I guess it's a good thing we made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches now isn't it?" The brunet said pressing a kiss to Chandler's forehead.
"Now let's go eat, I'm starving." Chandler said, leading them back over to the picnic blanket.
