Chapter 3 - Feelings Mixed Up
Benson was finally done with his work for the day and he wanted to go home. He was tired as fuck. Mostly because he was making a mess of his office because of Mordecai. First Mordecai agrees to go on a date with Benson and then agrees to go with Rigby on the same day. Is he stupid? Benson stood up, grabbed his keys and jacket and exited to office. He walked slowly down the stairs wile listening for any noise from Mordecai or Rigby. He heard some noise. Probably the TV. He made that final step and saw that it was indeed Mordecai and...wait...no Rigby? He shrugged it off and walked to the door.
"Goodnight Mordecai." Benson grasped the handle on the door waiting for a response. When he got none he looked towards the couch and let go of the handle. He quietly walked over to the couch and saw a sleeping Mordecai. He looked so cute when he was asleep. At least Benson thought he did. He smiled and chuckled. He leaned down to Mordecai's face and laid a hand on his cheek. He gently stroked his cheek with his thumb.
'He is so soft, no wonder why people like him.'
Benson removed his hand and planted a light kiss on the same spot he rubbed. He leaned back and listened to his breathing, which was quiet.
"I love you." Benson whispered and stood up. He turned to walk away but something grabbed his wrist. He quickly turned around to see that it was Mordecai, who is now awake, who grabbed his wrist. Mordecai pulled him back onto the couch and cuddled close to him. His back was on his chest.
"Stay, please." Mordecai whispered in Benson's ear which sent shivers up his back.
"I got to get home though. I have to get up early and so do you." He felt Mordecai squeeze tighter. He wanted to stay but he couldn't. He stayed in Mordecai's embrace for 10 minutes till he heard snoring. He gently lifted Mordecai's wings from his body and stood up then put his wings back down. He kissed the side of his beak. He turned and headed for the door and opened it up. Benson heard a whimper from the couch.
"Benson. I love you."
Benson smiled, "I love you too."
He left with that and went back to his apartment. He arrived and unlocked his door, stepped inside and set his keys down on the nearest table. Benson wanted coffee. He walked to the kitchen and brewed some coffee. He thought about Rigby going on a date with Mordecai and him. He wished it was only himself and Mordecai. Why did he agree to go with Rigby? Ugh! It's so confusing.
He poured some coffee from the pot into his 'World's Best Boss' mug and sat at the table. He sipped and sipped until there was no more coffee. He set the cup in the sink and decided to go to bed. Benson slipped into his comfy bed and fell asleep.
Mordecai woke up the next morning on the couch and saw Rigby playing games. He was losing at Dig Champs. Classic stuff. Rigby saw Mordecai and instantly lit up. He jumped on the blue jay and kissed his deeply.
"Good mornring." Rigby wagged his tail around. Sense when did he do that? He must be excited.
"Morning. Why are so happy?" Mordecai petted Rigby's head.
"It's almost Friday! You know, the day of our date." Rigby started hugging me and rubbed his face in my chest.
"I know, I didn't forget." Mordecai picked Rigby off his chest and kissed him and set him down on the couch. He got up and headed toward the kitchen to get coffee. He heard Rigby yell for some coffee too. He whipped up two cups and brought them out.
"Here." Mordecai handed Rigby his coffee. He sat down and sipped on his own.
"Thanks, babe." Rigby drank his coffee in one sip. Mordecai choked on his coffee.
"What? Did you call me babe?" He instantly felt guilty because he saw Rigby look down and tear up. He grabbed Rigby and hugged his close.
"Don't be sad, I was just asking. I think it's cute." Rigby lifted his head from Mordecai's now soaked chest.
"Really?!"
"Yes, I don't mind. But, just be careful when Benson is around."
"Why?" Oh shit! How do I tell him?
Mordecai sat for like 5 minuted thinking of a good answer. He finally came up with one and looked back at Rigby who looked worried and possibly hurt.
"Benson doesn't like the mushy crap so don't do anything romantic when he is around. Just act as if we are still friends." This pissed Rigby off. He pushed himself off of Mordecai and jumped to the ground and started yelling.
"How am I supposed to do that? I can't keep my emotions in all the time. I want to be able to kiss you, hug you, and tell you I love you without people being disgusted. Who cares what Benson thinks if your happy with me then why are you worrying about what Benson will think?" Rigby kept going on about crap until Mordecai stopped him when he heard the door knob jiggle.
He wouldn't stop talking so Mordecai quickly kissed him and Rigby kissed back. Benson walked through the door and was shocked at what he saw.
"M-Mordecai?!" Benson slammed the door shut to get their attention. It worked and Mordecai saw Benson and pushed Rigby away. He walked over to Benson and tried to hug him but the gumball machine pushed him away.
"Benson, I'm so sorry. That kiss didn't mean anything, I swear." Mordecai heard sniffling from behind him and turned to see Rigby crying.
"It didn't mean anything? How could you say that Mordecai?" Rigby yelled while tears ran down his face. He stood up and ran to his room. Benson and Mordecai heard a slam. He turned his attention back to Benson who had his arms crossed and a mad look on his face.
"It didn't mean anything, huh? That's not what it looked like when you were practically eating his face." He tried to keep the tears from flowing but failed.
"Benson please, I swear it didn't mean nothing." Mordecai held his shoulders and began to cry himself. "Please forgive me, I love you so much." He hugged him lightly.
Benson sniffed and raised his arms to hug him back. "I forgive you. But what's this I hear about you taking Rigby on a date Friday?"
Mordecai stood back and thought about what to say. He decided to tell the truth.
"Its true I'm taking Rigby on a date Friday. Which is also the same day and time I'm taking you." Benson sighed and a look of confusion was plastered on his face.
"Who?"
"Who what?"
"Who are you taking because it's not right to take two people on date on the same day." Benson was turning red. He didn't like having this conversation but it had to be done. He had to choose only one person.
"I don't know who to take. Can you give me time to think." Mordecai hugged him again, only this time tighter.
"Sure but don't take forever, today is Wednesday." Benson hugged him back and kissed him on the side of his beak.
"Can we still hang out until Friday?" Mordecai asked nervously because he didn't know what kind of answer he would get. Knowing Benson probably something bad or he would be a smart ass about it.
"Sure, but I don't want to catch you kissing Rigby until you decide." He hoped it was him because he would be a wreck without the blue jay in his life. He wanted to date him real badly. He would give up everything little thing he has for the blue jay.
"No problem. Be right back I have to talk to Rigby." Mordecai backed away and headed up stairs.
"Alright, but no kissing." He heard Benson scream back.
Rigby cried in the corner by his trampoline while holding a shirt. The shirt was Mordeai's, he kept it because it smelled like him and it reminded him of the bird. He sniffed the shirt then he heard a knock. Probably Mordecai. He thought.
"Go away Mordecai." Rigby threw a sock from his bed at the door but it didn't make a sound.
"No, I need to talk to you about Friday just please let me in." Mordecai banged on the door. He heard a click and assumed Rigby unlocked it. He opened the door slowly to see Rigby in the corner with a shirt.
"About this Friday, the date is cancelled until I choose who I want to take." Rigby sighed.
"I knew you and Benson had something going on."
"Wait, you didn't know?"
"No, what made you think I knew?"
"Well, when you ran to Benson's office yesterday after I left the room I thought you went to go tell him you had a date with me. Then I thought he would have told you I was taking him." Mordecai sighed at the end realizing that Benson would never open up to that. Not as much as Rigby would because Rigby likes to shove it in people's faces.
"No, he didn't tell me."
"I just now realized that. Sorry, I should have told you."
"Its OK, who are you going to take Friday?" Rigby clutched the shirt tighter hoping it was him.
"I don't know yet."
"Oh." Rigby began to cry. He knew it wasn't going to be him. He saw the look in both Benson's and Mordeai's eyes. They were made for each other. Rigby was just the third wheel. "I know your going to choose him, your practically made for each other."
"Rigby, there is 50/50 chance I'll choose one of you. Don't worry."
This made Rigby feel a little better. "OK."
"Good. Now I have to go do my chores. I'll decide tomorrow who I will take. I'll let you bothknow at the same time." MMordecai turned and left the room.
He walked downstairs and saw Benson and Skips talking in the kitchen. He stood behind the wall and listened.
"I don't know Skips, I know he will choose him." Benson drank from his cup of coffee.
"What makes you think that?"
"Well first off they are best friends, they one each other longer then they knew me, and they are the same age. Didn't you notice Mordecai is a decade younger than me?"
"Yes, I knew. But don't feel down, you'll be surprised by Mordecai's answer." For once Skips smiled.
"I don't know what I'll do without him. I'll probably kill myself. I can't live with out him."
"Like I said you'll be surprised by his answer."
"What makes you think that? How would you know his answer?"
"I can tell by the way he looks at both of you guys. I can tell you now you'll be very happy."
"Thanks Skips."
"No problem."
Wow! I don't want Benson to kill himself. I didn't know he loved me that much. Dammit.
Mordecai walked outside and finished off his chores for the day.
