"Okay, so you pretty much went on a date with him last night." Luke said, all emotion wiped from his face. Jonathan didn't understand why he was getting so worked up over it.

"It wasn't a date. We just hung out and got to know each other."

"You already know each other."

Jonathan rubbed his face, "Luuuuuke. We hung out and we're going to hang out again tonight. And I'm going to enjoy myself and my friends and then we'll be on a plane the next morning. No harm done."

Luke closed his eyes and took a calm breath. "Whatever you say."

He stood and pulled his jacket on, leaving the room and Jonathan who sat there in silence for a few moments before following him down to the lobby. They walked in silence for a while before Luke looked over and grinned at him, returning to his normal cheerful mood.

Jonathan smiled, "I knew you couldn't stay mad at me."

"Not mad at you. Just . . . concerned." Luke said and looked over at him worridly. "Be extra careful tonight. Don't slip up and don't take it further than it needs to go."

"Okay. I'll be extra careful, just for you." Jonathan bumped his shoulder and got a grin out of his best friend before they reached the con and parted ways.

Since it was the last day, Jonathan figured he'd actually try to experience some things instead of worry about Evan. So he followed the schedule and met Major Nelson. Two in the afternoon rolled around and he went to the discussion and gameplay of Killer Instinct where he met a few guys that were on his level when it came to gaming. He got their gamertags, but gave them one if his side accounts instead of his real one for obvious reasons.

Then he made his way to the Minecraft setup where there was a meet and greet followed by a chance to play and build.

He was in the middle of creating a giant hockey mask in the sky when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say Delirious was your favourite."

Jonathan smiled and without turning around he said, "Yeah, but you know better. Besides, a hockey mask is much easier to do than an owl. Just so you know."

Evan gave an amused hum. "Noted."

"Join me." Jonathan said and pointed to the empty station next to him. He handed him a piece of paper, "Here's my seed number. Let's build something epic together."

Evan smiled down at him and shifted his seat closer to him, until their shoulders were pressed together and Jonathan could feel his warmth seeping into his skin. He watched him from the corner of his eye as he loaded up his seed and joined his world. It took a moment for them to find where the other was but when they reunited they made it their mission to build an insane rollercoaster like no one had ever seen.

And so they began.

"Okay we only have an hour tops to finish this so let's not fool around." Jonathan said and Evan gave him a serious nod. And for the next hour they did a speed run, throwing rails together in the sky and even going so far as to make tunnels in the ocean for dramatic effect. It was very much like the time almost two years ago when they did this exact thing.

Jonathan remembered it well, staying up for hours upon hours with only Evan, pranking each other and building a ride that they were proud of. Even if it ended up being completely pointless. It was time spent alone with him and he cherished that because lately that time was fleeting.

Evan was famous and busy and Jonathan missed him.

"Aaaand, dunzo." Evan laid down the final piece and they have each other a high five.

"We are so beast."

"Definitely." Evan nudged him and Jonathan was sinking way way way too fast into the hole he had dug himself into. But all that surrounded him was Evan and he really didn't want to get himself out of it.

Evan took him by the arm and pulled him around to more discussions and panels and he didn't mind one bit because Evan was talking his head off, his mouth moving ninety to nothing. All he could do was watch in a trance as his lips curved into pretty smiles while he talked about his passions and his life.

"So what do you like to drink?"

Jonathan blinked, his focus snapped back to the present and looked Evan in the eye and not his lips. "I like liqueur, fruity drinks, and coffee flavored things. I'm not a beer guy."

"Me either. I mean, I'll drink a glass of beer but I prefer something with flavor."

"I'm the same way."

Evan smirked, "Well, I'll buy you a fruity drink tonight. How does that sound?"

"Sounds very tempting. I think I'll take you up on it."

"I was hoping you'd say that." Evan checked his watch and threw his arm around Jonathan's shoulder as they moved through the thinning crowd.

Jonathan didn't know what to do with his hands so he shoved them into his pockets as they made their way to the street for a cab. The moment they crawled into one was the moment he got extremely nervous. It was also the moment Evan let his leg press against his while they got closer to Dave and Buster's and the rest of the crew.

"Listen, before we go in there and I start throwing drinks back, you should know that I get wasted pretty easy. So, don't let me get too crazy or I won't be able to find my way back to the hotel." Jonathan said and tapped his fingers against his thigh. "And if I say anything stupid just ignore me."

Evan grinned crookedly at him, "You're afraid of embarrassing yourself?"

"Yeah." He said sheepishly.

"You do realize who all you're about to be around? There is no way you can embarrass yourself around these idiots. Trust me." Evan gave him a reassuring smile and when the cab pulled up to the curb, he got out and held his hand out for him like a gentlemen.

"Thank you, kind sir." He chuckled and as they walked through the front door he felt Evan's hand on his back. He bit at his lip, hiding a smile but not the furious blush that crept up his neck while they found the guys already playing in the arcade.

"Evan! Liam!" Lui waved them over and the battle began. Arcade shooters were Jonathan's specialty and they started a bracket, a tournament if you will, after they ordered some food.

Jonathan was beating them all out except for Lui who gave him a run for his money and ended up winning after it came down to the two of them.

"Good game, man. You're pretty legit. You have a channel or anything?"

Jonathan swallowed down another drink after Evan handed it to him with a sweet smile. He shook his head, "No, I don't."

"Well, you seem like a great gamer and you've got a sense of humor. You'd be good at it, dude." Lui beamed.

"Thanks, man. I might look into it." Jonathan said and made his way back to their table to eat the rest of his food. He was already tipsy and he was almost to a good stopping point when Mini slid into the booth next to him and insisted he try the drink he had in his hand.

"Seriously, if you like pineapples you'll love this. It's amazing." Craig said enthusiastically and slid the drink in front of him.

He laughed, took a sip, and before he could slow himself down he threw back the entire thing. He felt the burn of vodka hit his throat and clenched his fists while it slowly faded. "Whoa. Shit that is strong."

Brock stumbled up to them red-faced from his beer. "Hey, Tyler wants to go a bar just down the road. You guys wanna come?"

"As long as it's not a gay bar." Mini said and Jonathan glanced up at him. Then he heard Evan from somewhere behind him.

"What's wrong with gay bars?"

Mini held his hands up in defense at him, "Absolutely nothing, but guys cannot keep their hands off of this sexy body. That's all I'm saying."

Evan laughed, "Riiight. Anyway I'm down to go. Gay bar or not. What about you you, Liam?"

"Yeah, I'm up for it." Jonathan raised his empty glass. "Just seriously, do not listen to a word I say from here on out. I'm at my limit. Any drink after this one will have me all over the place."

"What, do you have secrets you don't wanna spill?" Evan smirked and Jonathan felt the anxiety trying to work it's way in.

He took Evan's smirk and gave him a sly grin in return, "Everyone has a secret."

And his was so big and bad he would surely go straight to hell for it.

"It's so loud in here!"

"I know! Come on, let's find somewhere quiet to sit!" Evan said over the noise and took his fingers in his while balancing their drinks in the other hand. He guided them as far from the dance floor as possible and slid them into a dark corner away from the loud crowd.

"Are you even having fun?" Evan asked and slid him his drink.

"I wasn't." He grinned. "But I am now."

He took a gulp of his drink and he could smell the strawberry coming off of Evan's breath. This situation was getting dangerous and he's promised Luke he wouldn't let it go too far. But the way Evan was looking at him and the way his teeth slid over his lip in thought, had him wondering how far it could actually go.

"What do you do for a living?" Evan asked him and Jonathan couldn't help but laugh. He controlled the giggle and shrugged his shoulders.

"I uh, I'm a manager at a mattress firm." He said and laughed again. Turns out Luke was wrong about no one asking him that question. But like he said, he could lie.

"That sounds fun." Evan said, amused.

"It's a desk job. As much as I'd like to test out the springs all day and take naps."

Evan threw his head back and laughed and Jonathan felt him place his arm over the back of the seat, his fingers played at the base of his neck. It sent a shiver down his spine and the urge to laugh true was overwhelming but he held it down and smiled instead.

Evan tilted his head, "What?"

"Nothing."

Evan leaned closer, their bodies were nearly melded at the seams and he said in his ear. "Something."

Jonathan swallowed, "Yeah, something."

"What?"

He turned his head and Evan's line of sight was switching slowly from his eyes to his mouth and he was so close to kissing him when someone fell against their table. They both jumped and in their dark corner managed to make out Tyler's tall shape and goofy grin.

"Sup guys?" He slurred. "What are you fags doing in the corner back here?"

Jonathan bristled at the word. Of all the things he'd been called, that one always set him off. And he never could ignore it or brush it off any time it left Tyler's mouth. Even when they were just screwing around in a game.

He cleared his throat and started to move to the edge of the booth, Evan's hand fell down his arm, but he didn't look back. He looked up at Tyler, who was plastered, and said, "I prefer the term homosexual, but if 'fag' is the only word in your dictionary then I suggest you go educate yourself."

Tyler was taken aback, or he looked as surprised as he could be while drunk. Either way he held his hands up in defense and stood there confused until Evan stood and glared at him.

"Thanks a lot, Tyler."

"What? I didn't know he was gay!"

"Well, since you couldn't see the obvious, he's gay and so am I." He said and he knew Tyler wouldn't remember half of the conversation the next day so he added, "And stop using the word 'faggot'. It's time to grow up."

Tyler was left standing there dumbfounded while Evan went after Liam who was already downing another drink at the bar.

"Hey, I'm sorry about-"

"It's okay." Jonathan cut him off. "You don't have to apologize for him. That's something he can do on his own. Either way, it's fine. I'm no worse for wear. Want one?"

He pointed to the drink in front of him, a milky mocha color and Evan nodded before taking the seat next to him. Jonathan rubbed his eyes and laughed to himself, "So. I'm gay."

Evan grinned, "Hi, Gay. Nice to meet you, I'm also Gay."

Jonathan laughed and Evan sipped at his drink, "Wow, that's really fucking good."

"It's a white Russian. My personal favorite."

Evan glanced around at the growing crowd. He didn't like tight spaces and by the look on his friend's face neither did he. "You wanna get out of here?"

"Yes, please." Jonathan said, relieved and let his hand slip into Evan's. The cold air hit him like a brick wall and he pulled in a lung full of fresh air after they squeezed their way out of all the warm bodies surrounding the entrance.

They walked shoulder to shoulder to help balance the other out. Jonathan hadn't been this drunk in years and everything was funny. Evan pressing the button at the crosswalk was hilarious and the fountain in the park was funnier than it should have been which was not funny at all because it was a fucking fountain.

"You're the first person to ever know my secret." Evan said quietly as they walked through the empty grounds of the park.

"That you're gay?"

"Yeah." Evan nodded. "Well, I told Tyler just then but the cat's only out of the bag if he remembers anything I said."

"I don't think he'd tell anyone." Jonathan looked down at his feet. "He can be a bit of an asshole at times, but he seems pretty loyal when it comes to his friends."

"True. I just wish he'd stop acting like such a typical dude. I thought all the stupid gay jokes stopped once you got out of high school."

Jonathan leaned into him, "Can we change the subject? We are too drunk to be having such serious conversations."

"Okay, what would you like to talk about?"

"I'd like to talk about the fact that I have to pee extremely bad and the fact that my hotel is too far away."

Evan laughed, "Mine's closer. Come on. I'll let you try stuff off the mini bar."

And try stuff, he did.

"God, that tastes like ass." Jonathan made a terrible face and Evan was dying with laughter, clutching his stomach from where he was laid out on his bed.

"Not like actual ass, but you know. That's so bad. Jesus." He handed it to Evan who shook head.

"I'm not going to remember hardly anything as it is. I don't need to drink anything else." He yawned and propped his head up with his pillow, letting his hand slide beneath his shirt. Jonathan followed the motion, taking note of the tan color of his smooth skin.

"Yeah, I need to stop, too. I have a nine o'clock flight to catch in the morning." Jonathan flopped down beside him and sighed.

Evan stared at the ceiling and thought hard before he said, "Can I be honest with you?"

"Of course."

"I really like you."

Jonathan felt his heart take off and when he glanced over at his friend, Evan was looking right back at him.

"I really like you, too." He rolled to his side and smiled down at him. "Not just because I'm a fanboy. I just like you in general. You're my kind of person."

"Yeah." Evan moved closer to him. "I don't do this. Ever. I'm probably the loneliest person I know. I have friends, but they all live worlds away and I just sit with myself all day thinking about where my life is going and if I'm happy doing what I do."

"Are you?" Jonathan asked and let his finger run across his hand.

"Yeah, I love it." Evan started playing with the end of his shirt. "It's just when I'm not playing games, I realise how alone I am and I guess that's all I'm after at this point. Someone to be alone with."

Jonathan just looked down at him and he didn't know when he's let his fingers thread through Evan's. It just happened and it felt like it should. And he didn't know when Evan had let his his arm slide beneath him, but now he felt his fingers drawing abstract shapes on his back.

"I've never met anyone like you. I mean there's one person I talk to, who I'm friends with and he understands me more than anyone. But I've never met him and I don't know if I ever will." Evan's hand found it's way beneath his shirt and he was warm to the touch.

"Maybe you should just show up on his doorstep. See what he thinks about that." He said and he could feel his heart beating in his ears. His face was red, he was sure of it.

Evan pushed himself up, "Maybe. But right now I'd rather be on yours."

Jonathan leaned in to meet his lips when Evan's hand slipped around his neck. It was soft and so much more than he had expected. Not that he expected to be lying on a hotel bed kissing him. But he was.

He was kissing Evan.

Shit.

He had crossed the line of going too far and he attempted to pull away but when he stopped and Evan opened his eyes, he dove back in turning the kiss from soft to wet with a flick of his tongue.

He was on the verge of being breathless. Evan's hands were getting more adventurous. He wrapped them around him and rolled them until his weight was pressing him into the mattress and he was spreading his legs so he could fit against him better.

Fuck, it was a thousand degrees between them and Evan was so smooth with every move he made. How could Jonathan say no?

Agreeing to consuming copious amounts of alcohol earlier was probably the worse decision he ever made because he couldn't talk himself out of his current predicament nor would he try. Evan was rutting his hips down on him and he giving as good as he got.

Jonathan had never come in his jeans before and he wouldn't be surprised if he did tonight. He had his tongue down Evan's throat and his fingers wrapped tight around his massive arms.

He was reaching for the button on his jeans, fumbling like the nervous wreck he was when there was a banging at the door.

"Evan!" Someone yelled and proceeded to bang at the door.

"Maybe they'll give up." Jonathan said and pulled Evan closer with the heels of his feet.

He lifted his head reluctantly and sighed, "They won't. They did this yesterday."

He planted a firm kiss on his lips before pushing himself off of him and to his feet. Jonathan watched him readjust his dick before he looked through peephole and turned the knob.

"Evan!"

"What?"

Lui tried to look around him into the room, "You disappeared earlier, man. What happened?"

Jonathan's phone went off and he fumbled to get it out of his back pocket. He opened the message and held the screen up to his face so it would stop moving so damn much. He blinked and the words cleared. It was Luke.

It's 1am. Where the fuck are you?

He sat up and rubbed his face, coming back to reality. Now was his chance to go while he had a tiny bit of sense knocked into him by his best friend.

Jonathan grabbed his jacket and buttoned his jeans, taking a deep breath before walking up behind Evan.

"We just wanted to know where the hell you guys took off to. We're not interrupting anything are we?" He heard Tyler say.

Before Evan could respond, Jonathan stepped out from behind him, "No, you're not. I was just leaving."

The look on Evan's face was almost enough to make him stay but he had to cut this off. The guys took a step back and let him into the hall.

Evan put a hand up when Tyler went to say something, "Guys, please. I'll see you in the morning."

Lui didn't say anything, just nodded and pulled Tyler along with him in the opposite direction. They knew they'd made him mad so they didn't push any further.

"Liam." Evan caught his arm as he went for the elevator. "Stay, please. You're too drunk to be walking around anyway."

"I want to, Evan. I just . . . I think it would be better if we didn't do this. I mean, I'm leaving tomorrow and you live in Canada. I live in . . . Ohio." He shook his head. "I'm sorry, I've just never done anything like this before and you're literally everything I could ever want and I'm half in love with you already so I think it would just be a really good idea if I just left and-"

Evan took his face in his hands and silenced his rambling with a kiss. He heard a whistle from somewhere down the hall but neither of them cared to look for its source.

"Stay." Evan said one more time and Jonathan was absorbed in his brown eyes and he could see him pleading. He wanted him and that was enough to cut down his judgement and any clear thought of leaving that he had.

"Okay."