A/N* This story is sort of a spin off to Loud Gay Oneshots, except that there will be no smut... just some lovely fluff and stuff. You can also send me requests whenever you want, yes? Also, this story is rated T for teen and strong language.
The first chapter may be short-lived though. It's just that I got other things that I could be doing that I feel are more worth my while. I still do fanfiction, just that it is full length and posted on instead of here. Anyways this chapter is Chancoln (Lincoln x Chandler)... Don't get me started with the Chandler hating, since he's a jerk in your eyes. Oh well, just read it!
Chapter 1 - Yes you McCann.
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Chandler knew he had a crush on Lincoln for a while and he waited for the right time to confess his feelings towards the white haired boy. But there was just one thing. Chandler could swear that there was something going on between the Lincoln and Clyde, and he was not going to just stand there and let Clyde take Lincoln for himself. Sure he liked Clyde, but with Lincoln's charm he had to be his. The McBride nerd could go out and find himself someone else because Lincoln was Chandler's destiny.
It had taken some confessions for Lincoln to be able to finally forgive Chandler, and well... actually hang out with him. The only thing that the Loud boy did not know was why Chandler was wanting to get closer to him. The McCann male had an irrational fear that Clyde would get jealous and tell him to back off his Lincoln, but after time and setting at Lincoln table during lunch that fear faded away.
"Aye, cutie," Chandler greeted Lincoln as he steered around Lincoln with his tray before parking his bottom at the seat next to him. "How yah doin'?" he asked Lincoln, who started to scratch his head.
"Fine, I guess, I don't know why'd you call me cutie?" The white haired boy asked, getting straight to the source of his utter confinement.
Chandler raised an eyebrow as if asking if Lincoln was seriously not understanding why he called him that. "Cuz, you're cute, why else would I call someone that?" He asked, returning the question back to Lincoln.
"Oh, well I like your hat," Lincoln said, meeting the boy's eyes. He never understood how or why some girls could stare into at his face, and get lost in his eyes until now. Looking back into Chandler's equally green orbs he saw the magic of that pure emerald green color. His eyes dilated with bedazzlement stunning Lincoln, sending him down a cycle of refocusing only to fall back into a trance again.
"Uh, I'm not wearing a hat dude." Chandler said.
Lincoln then looked up at his head, and sure enough he wasn't wearing a hat. His cheeks transitioned into a soft pink as he got embarrassed. He didn't mean to say 'hat' when he actually meant to say he liked his 'hair' since the boy didn't know some good words to say.
"Oh, uh... s-sorry. I meant I like your hair," Lincoln tried saying, but ended up pulling his shirt collar up to cover his cheeks, along with his nose and mouth.
"Oh no you don't," Chandler said, yanking his shirt back down to see his flustered face. "Embarrassed or blushing, you look super adorable," Chandler told him. "I swear it Loud, you are the prettiest boy I've even seen."
The rest of the gang soon piled in with Rusty, Zach, Liam, Stella, and Clyde sitting down one after the other.
"Lincoln, why are your ears red," Clyde asked.
"Uh," Lincoln tried to think of something. "High blood pressure?" Lincoln asked more than he said.
"Uh huh," Clyde said rolling his eyes, not believing him. "Chandler, why is his ears red?"
"I don't know, makes him look cute though right?" Chandler asked, shocking them all.
"Whoa, look at his face changing colors." Stella pointed out, watching in awe as the shades of pink from his deep red ears spread onto his face, making him feel the heat rise on his skin.
After lunch was over Clyde held a brief conversation in the hallway with Chandler. Getting right down to business Clyde asked, "Why were you saying that stuff about Lincoln?"
"Cuz, it's true," Chandler said. "I like him," he admitted.
"Yeah okay, do you like... want to date him or something?" Clyde asked quietly so the others would not hear.
Clearly Chandler did not care if the whole world heard that he had a crush on the Lincoln Loud when he answered, "Yes, I can't get over Larry... I mean, Lincoln. He's just so gosh darn good lookin'." He said, finally mentioning Lincoln's real name for the first time.
"Okay, we'll just make this a secret between you and me," Clyde started saying, cupping his hand standing on his tippy toes whispering into the redhead's ear. "Lincoln is bisexual, just don't tell him that I told you." Clyde said with a grin.
"Wait, I'm so confused," Chandler said, getting tongue twisted. "Lar- I mean, Lincoln? So you... what?" Chandler kept on stumbling. "He's..."
"Yes Chandler, that means you have a chance at dating him, but I know my best buddy moves on quickly so you best get him while he's single," Clyde told the the McCann male.
"But dude, I thought you wanted him?" Chandler bluntly stated.
"Maybe a little, but Lincoln, yeah we may be close and his appearance is to die for... so to speak. But he's just not the right guy for me," Clyde tried to explain without having to go into great detail.
"So I can take him," Chandler asked.
"You can try," Clyde said. He then patted the back of his shoulder before walking off saying, "He's all yours".
The nerd disappeared into the crowd of students as they scurried off into classrooms, leaving the hall empty as the late bell rung, snapping Chandler back into reality. One thought crossed his mind, I have to get Lincoln before it's too late.
Chandler's last hours at school had no sign of the Loud boy in them, so he had to wait till after school where he could catch him walking outside. His eyes glued to the clock he didn't finish his science work, and would be taking it home as homework, but he didn't care. Chandler ran out of school like it was the last day before summer vacation at the sound of the final bell dismissing all of the students.
Lincoln was going his normal way alongside the school, trudging through the grass to cross the road and get onto the sidewalk of town. Before he even made it to the road, his backpack was grabbing, making his movement cease to continue. He was turned around to be facing Chandler.
"What do you want now?" Lincoln asked him rather harshly.
"Uh, I want-" Chandler paused to think of a simple answer, "you?"
"What do you mean you want me?" Lincoln asked, dumbfounded.
"I can't explain it," Chandler said sounding as if it was the most unfortunate event of his entire week.
"Then just show me what you mean. Because as my sister Lori once said; 'Action speak louder than words'." Lincoln suggested, mentioning his eldest sister's words. With that said his last words hung in the air. Chandler bit his bottom lip, pulling it in as he got an idea. His long arm bumped into Lincoln's, finding his hand before holding it. When Lincoln reluctantly held his larger hand back Chandler moved their hands up a little higher in between the two of them.
"Well, does this action speak louder to you?" Chandler said, moving their intertwined hands. "I needed to tell you before you found some new girl," Chandler said, rather bluntly.
The white haired male was taken aback by his previous statement. "Where did you get that idea?" Lincoln asked, already getting a good idea.
"I don't know... just thought of it. It is true though, and well I really like you," Chandler told him. "Plus, you haven't let go of my hand yet so that must mean that you like me too," Chandler pointed out to Lincoln.
"But I've never dated a boy before," Lincoln said, despite Chandler already knowing that.
"C'mon dude, bisexuals date both. Please I'll treasure you and make you the happiest guy in the world," Chandler begged with Lincoln finally seeing what Clyde meant about the cute puppy dog.
Lincoln snapped out of his thoughts about Chandler being a cute dog with his mind drifting back to the thing about being bisexual. He gives Chandler's hand a squeeze, letting him know that he still has not let go, but Chandler was well aware of that.
"How about this Loud, since you drive a hard bargain I take you out on one date, and at the end of the night I ask you to be my boyfriend? You gotta at least give me a shot, and besides, haven't you been wanting to try being with a guy for awhile now?"
"But with girls it's just seems easier," Lincoln told him.
"How?" Chandler asked. "All those relationships seemed to end pretty fast. Plus I heard you broke up with a few girls like Paige for example. So, you wanna date me or what, angel white?" he added.
Lincoln's face went crimson red before he reply, "Well... sure. And for starters they don't say stuff that makes me shut down, and turn into a big blushing mess," Lincoln said as Chandler's face formed a grin.
"But angel white, that's what makes you beautiful for a boy with white hair." Chandler said smiling at the result. There Lincoln was with a face palette of pink carnations.
End.
A/N* My question for you peeps; is that enough Chancoln and I can move onto the other ships like Ziam (Liam x Zach) & Clincoln (Lincoln x Clyde), or do y'all need me to update another chapter of this?
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- Rainbow.