The Evans' romantic shower set a precedent for the night that follow. As the raining water turned cold, the Evans decided it was finally time to hop out. One step at a time, the Evans followed one another back to their room. Grabbing towels, drying off, and putting on clothes were all performed while awkwardly yet seductively looking at each other. They both slapped on a pair of faded yet elastic blue boxer briefs and, of course, white crew socks. While they did come to terms with each others' bare bodies, they still preferred the softness that came with a little bit of clothing (and neither particular liked the feeling of feet).
Before either clone could start a conversation, the Evans grabbed each other, one by the hips and one by the shoulders, and began making out. It was finally time for a certain bump to arise in each Evans' boxers. This did not phase either Evan, however, and their kissing session continued.
Just like during their first kiss, the minds of the Evans were clear, except for their focus on each other. From fearful child to a romantically-drived adult in one day, the Evans' passion at this point knew no bounds. One Evan pushed the other onto the bed and jumped on to join him, continuing their kissing. At first, they both were on their knees. However, they eventually rolled over onto their hips, and then rolled again so one Evan was on top of the other. One Evan starting rubbing the other all over their body, specifically in places he knew brought himself pleasure, eventually reaching the other's butt. Squeezing the soft fabric of his counterpart's boxers, this caused an eureka in the minds of the Evans. This was the most pleasing feeling they have felt so far. This caused the other Evan to copy the movements. At the moment both Evans were tightly grasping each other's buttocks, there was pure euphoria between the clones. The earlier passion comment, however, was not a lie. Their passion may have went a bit too far, as one Evan was grasping on a bit too hard, pulled back, and spanked his double.
"Wah! Ow!" one Evan pulled away. "Ohmygoshimsososorry." the slapper Evan screeched. Fear was back into their eyes for the first time in an hours. A new record, however.
"I... I can't believe I just did that..." "Neither can I..." Their hormones were dying down. "I... I just love you so much... I've never gotten carried away in anything like that before..." This was true. Passion was always something lacking in Evan's life, and finally obtaining it in such a rapid fashion was extremely overwhelming and unstable. After a few more seconds of silence, the other Evan replied. "It's... it's OK. Other than... you know... the actual painful part... it felt nice being alive for once." The Evans made a nerdy chuckle at each other, hugged, and reached a fast forgiveness. That was enough provocative activity for one night. This night, however, was still young.
It was about 9:00 pm, and neither Evan wanted to sleep. Even with the long day they had, their adrenaline was racing. Not only that, their bond with each other did not deteriorate after the incident, it only grew stronger. They would not leave each other's side. When the Evans had to use the bathroom, they went together. Whenever they walked around the house, playful shoving and tickling in just the right spot were always mainstays. There was more giggling than talking that night.
Activities for that night were the usual single Evan ones. Watching television and YouTube, taking turns playing video games, etc were all on the menu. During each activity, the Evans were pretty much on top of each other, their skin like two oppositely-charged magnets.
"This is out of nowhere... but I have to say..." one Evan spoke with a high-pitched, laughy voice. "Wait! Let me guess" the other interjected with glee. "You love the warmth of my skin and rigidity of my legs. The softness of my hair and the my soothing voice?" "Gee, how did you know?" he said sarcastically but also happily. "Because that's how I feel about you." They shared an identical giggle and kiss, and then one Evan came up with an idea.
"You know... about our voice..." "I already know where this is going, and I love it" he said, tapping on his duplicate's nose. Evan had always enjoyed singing, but he was too shy to sing in front of other people, and was always self-conscious, no matter how good of a singer he actually was. However, he now had a partner he could duet with. "Should I boot up some karaoke?" "You know it, brotha!" He said while shooting finger guns.
The Evans loved musicals, so for their first song, they decided on one of their favorite musicals: Spring Awakening. They fittingly decided on World of Your Body (Reprise), and after a somber yet melodic duet, one Evan spoke. "You know? How about something more upbeat?" "I know just the thing!" He put on an even more fitting song, Love is an Open Door, the recently released Broadway soundtrack version. "Who gets to be Hans and who will be Anna?" one Evan proposed. "I'll be Anna!" both Evans shouted at the same time, laughing. "Fine fine, we'll flip a coin." After deciding their parts, the Evans began.
"All my life has been a series of doors in my face, then suddenly I bump into you!" one Evan sang, smiling at his other. "I was thinking the same thing! Cause like, I've been searching my whole life to..." he produly changed the lyric "see my own face! And maybe its the party talking or the chocolate fondue."
They happily continued the song, harmonizing perfect vibratos during the "Love is an open door!" sections. Their favorite part was the line "Our mental synchronization, can have but one explanation" due to the particular circumstance of their singing. They even did the little robotic dance in perfect sync.
Towards the end of the song, the Evans were intensely into each other's voices. The "With you's!" were sung with the loudest voice the Evans ever achieved while singing. Without a care in the world except for each other, they finished with the dialogue.
"Can I just say something crazy!?" Hans-Evan said in a dorky, showtune voice. "I love crazy!" Anna-Evan giggled. "Will you marry me!?" He bent down on one knee, holding out an invisible ring. "Can I say something even crazier? Yes!"
The music stopped, but not in their heads.
Eventually, at around midnight, the Evans got into bed together, snuggled together as if there was glue between them. "You know what?" one Evan said with a never-before-seen vigor. "I want to actually marry you." The other Evan responded without shock, as he knew it was coming. "I want to marry you too!" Their hearts sunk. "But how? We would never ever find anyone willing to do it!" "We could at least pretend we are married..." "Let's throw a pretend wedding!" "With just us two?" "I mean why not?"
Their minds wandered a little. "I hate to admit it... but I wish we were like the people on that Spring Break beach... having tons of friends willing to witness our communion." This was hard for Evan to come to terms with, as he always rejected that behavior out of embarrassment. But being able to say this aloud awoken another latent freedom within Evan's mind.
The Evans stayed awake for a few hours, just laying in bed and discussing what their dream wedding would be. "Honestly I'd prefer for it to just be us. I don't want anyone to share our love. Is that selfish?" "No I don't think so. It's just natural for us to experience what other people get to. Something extraordinary." "Yeah... I guess."
They eventually dozed off at the exact same time, and dreamed about this seemingly unobtainable union. The impossibility, however, only made their passion to wed stronger.