A/N: Offensive and Homophobic language.
If Adam could be good at this, he could be better...right?
He put the gifts on top on the other on the ground. Grabbed the pebbles out his pocket and started throwing. He was trying to aim for his boyfriends window, but they end up splattering on ground floor windows, instead. He sees curtain's flutter and swears under his breath.
"Shit!" He whispers as hears Madam bark. He runs over to his gifts, picks them up and run's to the Groff's front door. It's time to face the music and he's sure that they'll all laugh about this. He puts on his best smile as the door opens a creak. His boyfriend appears, squinting nervously before his face relaxes.
"Tromboner, what the fuck are you doing out? What you throwing at the windows? Mum thought someone was breaking in!" He shouts back to his mum, saying that it's just Eric, and opens the door wider. He's wearing a grey t-shirt with one blue hoodie with "NYC" on the right side of the zip.
"I'm sorry Ad, it was just pebbles" He said opening his hand.
Adam repsonds with a harsh sigh and cups his pale hand under Eric's.
"You're shit at this. Never copy the master again Tromboner" Adam smirks, pointing at the gifts that his boyfriend had. "Cool. Mum will love these" He said leaning over to peek at a huge bonquet of multi-coloured roses and a large heart-shaped box of chocolates.
"Oh, babe, I'll get your mum anything, anytime. But tonight these are for you" Eric announced proudly shoving the gifts in his face.
"What?" Adam said taking each present and turning them around in his large hands. Like he'd never seen a box of chocolates before.
"What's with your face? Have you got allergies or something?" Eric questioned nervously, kicking a stray pebble with his foot. He rubs the rest of the pebbles out of his hands and dusts himself off.
"Why get this shit? I'm not a girl!" Adam whines. He grabs the roses tighter and clutches the chocolates to his chest. "I'm giving these to mum"
"I...I...just wanted to be romantic. I...who...who doesn't like flowers and chocolates?"
"These look pricey. You couldn't have just gotten me a cheap action DVD from the pound shop?" Adam shakes his head. Eric finds himself biting his lip. But he can't contain himself.
"Why are you so ungrateful man?" He huffed, placing a firm hand on his hip.
"Why buy me this faggot shit?" Adam barks back.
"This Faggot shit?" Eric repeats in hoarse shock.
"Yeah. Do I look like Anwar? That fucking flamer would be into this shit. Not me. I'm a man okay?"
"Yeah and so am I. That's what makes us an openly gay male couple..." Eric rolls his eyes.
"Don't play stupid Tromboner. Stop trying to make me a fairy. All girlie and shit. What's next? Make up and six inch heels? I'm not a fruity fag that swans about in girls clothes"
"Like me, you mean"
"Well...I..." He pauses. Searching for the right words to say.
"That's want you want to say. You don't want to be a dirty faggot, that runs around town in girl's clothes...like me. Say it...Like me!" Eric shouts the last two words. Why did he even come here? Ever since the play, Adam had barely said two words to him at school since. He should have followed Otis' advice and stayed the fuck away.
Adam's hand tremors as he twiddles with the longer strands of his hair at the front. "Yeah like you"
"I see...Oh fuck off Adam!"
"I still like you. I still wanna..."
"Still wanna fuck me Adam? Still want to wine and dine me at a hotel and whip your colossal dick out on me!"
"Keep your voice down!" Adam hissed, pointing inside.
"Oaty-pie was right! You're disgusted by me. Aren't you? By me, just being who I am?"
"I...it's...funny...colourful like..."
"Like a joke? Well here's my encore, you stone age, self hating shit-head. Three weeks Adam. Of one kiss, several constipated stares and a timid hello at the corner shop. I'll save you all that embarrassment and shame man. Let's just drop it. I'll just pretend the play never happened. I'll Just pretend that you never happened, okay?" Eric snaps with a wave of his hand, like a magician casting a spell to make him disappear.
"Call you later" Adam nods quietly, like he hasn't heard that his boyfriend is now done with him.
"Don't bother. You're not even worth the call acceptance swipe! Treat your mum, she deserves it!" Eric storms off, throwing the rest of the pebbles on the ground. Adam opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. He goes back in to his mum to give her the flowers. He made the right choice, she loves them. Instantly rushing off to get one of her sister's fancy vases.
He takes the chocolate upstairs, taking a picture of the heart shaped box. This could be the first [and last] present that Tromboner buys him. He decided to eat one chocolate, one day at a time.