A/N: Thanks to everyone who gave me twitter questions. I used them from both wattpad and here so you won't recognise all of them. And to all of you who didn't ask me questions, shame on you! Just kidding haha.

Anthony joined Ian in the kitchen and started getting himself some food. Ian turned around and smiled when he saw him.

"Aren't you gonna put on some clothes?" Ian asked him whilst laughing slightly. Anthony was still wearing only his boxers, not that he minded of course.

"Hmm…" Anthony said whilst pretending to think about it. "Only if you help me put them on." Ian knew he was only joking but it sounded tempting anyway.

"Don't tease me," Ian scolded and turned back around to make some tea. Of course, Anthony completely ignored him and wrapped his arms around Ian's waist from behind him and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Or what?" Anthony whispered. His breath tickled Ian's neck and it turned him on slightly, not that he would ever let Anthony know that.

Ian decided to stay silent and continued what he was doing. Anthony pretended to be hurt and gave him puppy dog eyes whilst whining.

"My boyfriend is ignoring meeee!" he pouted and pressed himself even closer to Ian.

"Don't start something unless you're gonna finish it," Ian muttered before escaping Anthony's grasp and sitting down at the table. Anthony just laughed at how flustered Ian looked and grabbed himself some cereal. He joined Ian at the table and they sat there quietly until Anthony spoke.

"Ian, you're not still upset about before are you?" Anthony asked him.

"Well, I'm not exactly over the moon about it but what can I do? People are always gonna think what they think," Ian replied before taking a sip of his tea. Mmm, refreshing.

"You never just have tea by itself for breakfast unless you're not feeling right," Anthony said before crossing his arms and staring at his boyfriend. There was definitely something else on Ian's mind and he knew it had to be something to do with the secret he's been keeping.

"I'm fine," Ian tried to assure him. Anthony just rolled his eyes and gave him the look he always used whenever Ian tried lying to him. Ian just sighed when he saw it. "I'll tell you later but I'm in an okay mood right now and I don't want to ruin it." Anthony just nodded in understanding before going back to his cereal.

In the car about two hours later.

Ian held the camera close to Anthony's face as they tried to decide on what to eat.

"Can we get pizza, pretty please?" Anthony begged him in a babyish voice.

"Absolutely not," Ian said firmly whilst shaking his head. "Why don't you ask for some twitter questions before we leave. Give the fans a chance to come up with some questions."

"Okay," Anthony replied and he reached for his phone which was when he remembered that he left it in the house. "Hold on one second, I left my phone in our room."

He dashed back inside and got his phone. It had been switched off since yesterday when he got annoyed with Kristin pestering him. He was only slightly surprised when he saw he had about ten text messages and seven missed calls. All of them from Kristin of course. He scrolled through all the texts and couldn't help laughing as they got increasingly threatening and slightly creepy the further down he went.

Anthony you know I'm right! Don't try to ignore me.

Hey what happened?! Don't leave me out I wanna know NOW!

And his personal favourite:

I swear I'm gonna track down where you live, break in and lock all three of us in a room together until you make up right in front of me! I'll bring pepper spray if I have to!

Yep, women are crazy. Thank goodness he avoided that problem by dating Ian.

He got back in the car and tweeted, asking for twitter questions for lunchtime with Smosh.

"Took you long enough," Ian remarked.

"I had business to attend to!" Anthony said dramatically before grinning at him. "You missed me didn't you?"

"Nope, it was actually a relief to have your pizza-loving face out of my car," Ian replied before putting on his seatbelt.

"That doesn't even make any sense," Anthony chuckled before also putting on his seatbelt.

"Seems like you've conveniently forgotten about the time when you got a pizza facial," Ian said as he zoomed in on Anthony's face.

"That was for a video!" Anthony protested.

"Yeah, a video that you helped write the script for," Ian retorted. "I specifically remember you putting that bit in."

"Fine, you win this time," Anthony huffed as they finally pulled out of the garage.

"Why do you think I'm the master of comebacks?" Ian said with a mischievous grin.

In the restaurant.

In the end they decided to get Thai food because it tastes amazing. And because Anthony could tease Ian about the time he dropped all of their food on the floor. He was never gonna let that one go!

"We got Thai food!" Ian said excitedly into the camera as they walked back to the car.

"Yeah and this time I'm holding the bag so that Ian doesn't drop the food again like an idiot!" Anthony said in the same enthusiastic tone.

"It wasn't my fault the bag ripped!" Ian exclaimed defensively.

"The bag was weighed down with a crap ton of food and you didn't even hold the bottom of the bag like a normal person would," Anthony said mockingly. "So it is your fault the bag ripped."

"Whatever," Ian shrugged. "At least I didn't have to clean it up."

They got back in the car and started their journey back home, laughing and joking along the way as per usual.

As soon as they got home, Ian just had to comment about the barbershop pole.

"FUCK YOU BARBERSHOP POLE!" Ian yelled in mock anger before getting out of the car. "YOU SLEPT WITH MY FUTURE WIFE!"

"Hey I'm not a girl!" Anthony reminded him.

"Who said I was talking about you?" Ian replied sassily. That led to an awkward silence. They'd never really made jokes like that before. In fact, they'd never really thought about what they wanted in the future. What they had was great and they were pretty settled but marriage between two guys is illegal and they didn't really see the point in civil partnership. It's like being given a plain cookie when everyone else gets chocolate chip. Sure, you still get a cookie out of it but you can't help wishing you got the same treatment everyone else did. You just know that what you have isn't as good as what they have.

Ian cleared his throat awkwardly and walked off, leaving Anthony staring at the floor.

"Anthony your food is gonna get cold and I can't really do lunchtime with Smosh on my own!" Ian called out from inside. Anthony snapped out of his thoughts and went to join him.

"You didn't have your first bite without me did you?" Anthony asked him.

"Of course I did!" Ian replied. "Mmm foodgasm!"

"This better not be as spicy as the last time," Anthony said before taking his first bite.

"Well?" Ian looked at him expectantly.

"It's actually pretty good!" Anthony said with a smile before eating some more.

After eating for a while, they knew it was time.

"Anthony I do believe it's time for something," Ian said. Anthony took a dramatic pause before singing.

"Finding twitter questions! Finding twitter questions!" he sang whilst doing the action with his arm.

"Did you just say titter questions?" Ian asked him purposefully for the people that still couldn't figure out what Anthony was saying.

"Twitter," Anthony emphasized.

"Oh that makes sense now!" Ian exclaimed. Anthony took his time scrolling through the spam tweets before finding some reasonable questions.

"Kay_bear99 asks: What is the weirdest thing you ate and why?" Anthony said and he couldn't help snickering slightly.

"Well I'm gonna have to say Ian's mom," he responded. Predictable as usual. Ian just grimaced at the thought. The things Anthony said about his mom were so disgusting!

"Ew, Anthony!" Ian complained.

"What, at least she enjoyed it," Anthony replied with a wink. Ian proceeded to fake throwing up. Just no no no! "What about you Ian?"

"I honestly can't narrow it down. I've tasted so many disgusting foods that you guys have sent me that I'm surprised my taste buds still work properly," Ian said with a shudder as he remembered some of the grossest things he's ever eaten in his life. Foreigners are weird.

"5js123 asks: What do you guys like oh your ice cream?" Anthony read out. "Well I do love vanilla."

"Anthony is known to enjoy having creamy white substances in his mouth," Ian smirked.

Anthony just blushed and tried distracting himself from bad thoughts about him and Ian as he continued looking for questions.

"Hey this is a good question," Anthony said. "Well, not exactly a question. Cleomegu101 tells us to have a sexy dance party."

"I'm up for that," Ian grinned. "What song should we put on?"

"Milky Milkshake," Anthony responded before bursting out laughing.

They went into the living room and Ian set up the camera so that both of them could be in the shot. Anthony put on the song and the fun began.

As to be expected, their dance involved lots of air humping and grinding up against each other.

"Oh yeah," Anthony fake moaned as he grinded up against Ian. "We are so sexy!"
"Two sexy mofos!" Ian replied before grabbing his ass. They would have to cut out a LOT of this footage later if they ever wanted to release this on the internet. They stopped dancing before they took things too far.

"Well thanks for that question Cleo," Ian laughed as they sat back down at the table.

"We are definitely gonna continue that session once this episode is done," Anthony said in a seductive voice. Ian couldn't tell if Anthony was being serious or not but just decided to let it slide. For now.

"Well now that our food is done what would you rate the food?" Ian asked him.

"Ten hot grinding sessions out of eleven," Anthony replied instantly.

"That's a lot of grinding sessions," Ian said into the camera.

"See you next week!" Anthony shouted.

"BYE!"

"BITCH!"

And with that Ian turned off the camera and started to pack away the rubbish left over from their food. Anthony got up and helped him.

"So Ian, about those grinding sessions…" Anthony whispered in his ear playfully.

"Anthony!" Ian exclaimed. Anthony teased him all the time and he got so worked up about it. Another cute thing about Ian to add to Anthony's list.

"Sorry, I know you don't like being teased," Anthony brushed his hand over Ian's crotch before walking away.

"Unbelievable," Ian muttered under his breath.

A/N: There was gonna be more but I decided to have one chapter dedicated to lunchtime seeing as the next one is gonna have a more serious tone than lunchtime with Smosh. It just didn't feel right putting them together in the same chapter which you'll understand when you finally get to read it.