Troy rolled his eyes, and walked towards the grinning man staring at him.

"So, aren't I special." He stated, folding his arms. "You managed to drag yourself away from your family to see me, for new year as well as Christmas!"

"Special?" The man glared back at him. "You think that's why? I had to come and see you. No two ways about it. You know why?" Chad looked at Troy who was shaking his head. "You're an addiction. I can't get enough. I crave you when you're not around, I…"

"I get it." Troy grinned.

"Do you?" Chad raised his eyebrows. "Anyway, I'd rather get some than play monopoly with my cheating sisters."

"Get some? Are you sure?" Troy looked around him. They were in a park. A well-lit park.

"Well, I'm sure there's somewhere that's…"

"No." Troy said firmly. "How am I gonna become president if I'm convicted for indecent exposure?"

"President? Really?"

Troy looked at Chad's expression, and giggled. Chad couldn't help but laugh too, even though he wasn't entirely sure what they were laughing at.

"Chad…" Troy started. "Who would you say is the dominant one?"

Chad burst into hysterical laughter at Troy's mostly serious question.

"What?" He managed to ask through the laughter.

"Well…" Troy said, trying to talk through his own laughter, "We're both pretty dominant people. Isn't one of us meant to be submissive?"

"Not necessarily." Chad grinned, moving in closer to Troy. "I'll let you share the dominance."

"Oh, I get it." He laughed and rolled his eyes.

"Now," Chad said, moving in even closer, until Troy felt Chad's hair tickle his forehead. "We've been together, talking, for nearly 5 minutes now, and you haven't even kissed me."

Chad placed his hand on Troy's hip, and stroked his stomach with his thumb. He leaned in and very carefully pecked Troy's lips slightly. Troy threw his hands up to the back of Chad's head and pulled his head towards his. He met Chad's lips in passion, before relaxing into a more gentle, slower kiss.

Troy relaxed his hands, letting them slide down Chad's back, stopping on his waist. Chad had slipped his hands under Troy's shirt, his cool touch making Troy shiver as Chad grazed the smooth skin. He moved his hands round to Troy's back, and pulled his body in even closer.

"God, I just can't help touching you." Chad sighed, a little out of breath, breaking the kiss but constantly pecking Troy's lips.

"It's good, Chad…" Troy said quietly, as Chad's lips moved to Troy's jaw. "Really good…"

Chad felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, and ignored it. He carried on dotting kisses along Troy's jaw and neck, before feeling his phone go once again. It wasn't until he felt Troy's phone vibrate against him, that he stopped and pulled his phone out.

"Oh, um…" Chad smiled as he looked at the time on his phone. 00.03. "We missed it. I guess our excited friends are wishing us a happy 2009."

"Bummer. I guess none of them have boyfriends to make out with." Troy blinked.

"I guess not." Chad smiled back, entwining his fingers with Troy's.

"I hope they have by next year, so they won't feel the need to disturb me. And until then -" Troy pulled his phone out of his pocket, and switched it off. A grinning Chad did the same.

"You're right." Chad grinned. "There's only one thing that matters to me, right now."

"Me too."

"Happy new year." Chad kissed Troy on the cheek, then the jaw, before moving to his neck.

"Happy new year." Troy sighed, tilting his head and rubbing it against Chad's.