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At exactly 12:01, Kendall gets a call from Carlos. "Hello? He is irritated, having just fallen asleep before his phone rang. He presses the phone closer to his ear, hearing nothing and growing almost anxious. " . . . Carli?" He says a little louder. "Hello?"
Suddenly something clicks and Carlos' voice flows from the phone's speaker. "Kendall!" He sounds so giddy and happy that Kendall can't help but crack a smile.
"Yes, baby?"
"Happy one month anniversary!" Carlos sing-songs. You can tell he is jumping around from the way the sound of short bursts of wind hit the phone, static-y sound going into Kendall's ear.
"Anniversary?" Kendall teases. "What anniversary?"
" . . . Very funny, Kendall." Carlos' voice is low.
Kendall laughs, muffling it when he remembers it was the middle of the night and everyone in his house is asleep. "'Los," The blonde whispers, lips almost touching his phone. "I have to go now."
"Mm. Okay. We are hanging out tomorrow . . . well, technically today . . . right?"
"Of course we are. What, did you think I forgot or something?" Kendall feigns surprise and anger, and when Carlos doesn't say anything after a moment, Kendall chuckles. "Psh. Keep the faith, baby."
Again, Carlos doesn't make a sound. He checks to make sure he is even still on the line. "Carlos, you there?"
"I love it when you call me baby." He doesn't say it in a sexual voice, but it still sends shock waves down Kendall's spine.
"Yeah?"
"Ohh yeah." Kendall s smiling like an idiot, tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek. "Well . . . I'll text you when I wake up."
"Okay, Carli. Sleep well."
"Goodnight."
He clicks end, but now he is wide awake. Only twenty past midnight, he decides to pick out an outfit to wear when he hangs out with Carlos. He doesn't remember ever being this excited for a date before, not even with Jo. But then again, he never truly loved Jo.
As he pulls a shirt off of its hanger, a lump forms n his throat. Would he tell Carlos he loved him? It's only been a month. What is he rejects him? Doesn't love him back? He sets his completed outfit on the chair next to his desk, crawling back in bed. Suddenly sleep sounded very good.
Nine forty eight A.M. Kendall would usually think that waking up before noon on a weekend was crazy, unthinkable even, but today he was wide awake and eager to get the day rolling.
As he reaches a stoplight, he pulls out his cell phone to send Carlos a text stating that he was less than two minutes away. The light turns green and his heart is thudding wildly in his chest, so ready to spend an entire day with his boyfriend. Once he turns into the driveway, he honks the horn twice. Kendall starts laughing when maybe half a second passes and Carlos is in the car, buckled and all. Kendall leans over and presses his lips against smaller boy's. It's only a peck, Kendall moving back and sitting right before Carlos had even a chance to deepen it.
"Hey, beautiful. Happy anniversary!"
The raven haired boy just blushes, looking down at his lap with a toothy grin, barely whispering a "Hey."
Kendall backs out, heads down the road. "So, what are the plans for today?" Carlos asks.
"Whatever you want to do, Carli. I'm up for anything."
"Really?" It comes out as a squeak.
"Yes. How about we go to breakfast? We can plan everything there." Carlos agrees, and Kendall is content.
" . . . Here? Carlos, this place looks so . . . so . . ."
"It's delicious, I promise! Best food 'round here!" They stare at the small cafe-styled brunch place, an elderly couple holding hands walking out of it.
Kendall sighs. "Let's go in, then." He makes a move to put his hand on the small of Carlos' back, but remembers where he is and drops it awkwardly.
Inside is ten times prettier than the outside. Pastel pink paint covers the walls, pretty white tables and booths on the marbled flooring. "Table for two?" The hostess, a tiny brunette with a pretty smile asks. Carlos nods, smiling big at the hostess. "Hey there, Carlos!" They knew each other?
"What's up Steph?"
"Nothing, just working my boring ole job," They make small talk while Kendall follows behind, sitting across from Carlos. "Your waitress will be here in just a moment." She gives them another pretty smile. Kendall looks over the menu, but finds it hard to concentrate with such a perfect being in front of him.
"Soo," Carlos says. "I know what I want to do today."
"Hm? And that is . . . ?"
"Well, what if we go back to your house and—"
"My family is home, baby." Kendall interrupts, voice low when he says the word baby.
"Yeah, so? We could just hang out. Watch a movie, play some video games . . ." Now Carlos' voice is the one that's low. "And if we want to do something else, we can always go up to your room . . . lock the door . . ."
Kendall closes his eyes at the thought, takes a deep breath for composure. "Sounds great." Oh boy, it sounded really, really great.
Back in the car, Kendall reaches over to intertwine his hand with Carlos'. His boyfriend complied eagerly, even kissing the back of Kendall's hand. "God, you're cute." It passes the blonde's lips in a whimper before he can stop it.
Carlos looks over at him,eyes sparkling. "Thank you . . . baby,"
Kendall bites his lip. Carlos calling him baby was pretty hot. Now he got why Carlos have loved it so much. He drives back home quickly, thankful for all of the green lights. David, Kendall's father, is outside when they get home. "Hey, Pops! You remember Carlos?"
Carlos gives a small wave and David smiles. "Of course. Nice to see you, son." They walk inside, no one in the living room.
"So, do you want to watch a movie? Or I have some video games we could—"
"Let's head up to your room." Carlos' voice is completely monotone.
"Uh, um, yeah! Come on." They hurry up the stairs, Carlos right behind Kendall. They enter his room, the blonde kicking the door shut, and Carlos hums. "Nice bed."
They stare at each other. "Yeah?" Kendall raises his eyebrows. "You want to lay on it?"
Those were the magic words; Carlos lunges for the blonde, attaching his lips with his for just a minute before he is pushed onto the bed, the smaller of the two on top. They kiss, tongues dancing together. Almost involuntarily Carlos grins his ass on Kendall's crotch, earning a groan. They flip, Carlos now on the bed and Kendall seated on him.
"I like this position," Carlos murmurs, lifting his hips to grind them on Kendall's ass.
"O-Oh . . . oh fuck." Kendall is nothing in Carlos' hands, soft mushy clay that could be molded into anything the Latino desired. "My parents . . ." Kendall pants, halfheartedly pushing himself off of his boyfriend. Carlos lets him, sighing loudly as the blonde lays beside him.
"I can't wait until we can be alone. Completely alone."
Kendall nods in agreement. "Soon baby," He promises, kissing Carlos' temple. "Soon."
The rest of the day is spent sharing quick, secret kisses and playing video games. "So, Carlos," David says, sitting next to him as he and Kendall battled it out on Xbox.
"Yes sir?" He pauses the game, nervous as he glances over at Kendall's father.
"Tell me more about your family. More about you. What do your parents do?"
"Uh, well my dad is a local policeman, he works a lot. Mom stays home since she has to take care of my two younger siblings."
David nods. "Police? That's a hell of a job."
"Not as crazy as yours!" They share a light chuckle and Kendall can almost feel his heart swelling. Momma Knight wanders in, small round belly growing more and more each day. They were going to find out the sex of the baby soon, and both Katie and himself were rooting for it to be a boy.
"Hey there Carlos! You staying for dinner?" She smiles and Carlos looks over at his boyfriend.
"Yeah, he is. Then after I'm taking him now." Kendall answers.
"Okay honey! David, come on and help me."
"Yes dear!"
Dinner goes smoothly, Katie quick to like Carlos—which was something of a rarity—and Kendall was feeling confident. Maybe it wouldn't be so hard to tell them that he and Carlos—
"Any cute girls at school?" David makes idle chit-chat while they eat.
"Er, yeah . . . lots." He feels Carlos' eyes on him as he looks down at his plate.
"Yeah?" His father is amused. "Any girls in particular?"
"This one girl . . ." He thinks back to all the girls he's met at school, none of them really popping out. A smile spreads across his face as he decides who. "Her name is Camille. Yeah, she's a real sweetheart."
David is about to say something when Carlos laughs. "Camille is not sweet!" He leans over to Katie. "She's sort of a spaz, actually." They laugh, Kendall thinking this as some private joke between him and Carlos, seeing as thought they were both gay for each other anyways.
"Ah, well . . . to each his own." David says and suddenly Kendall isn't laughing anymore. What if, once everything was out in the open, his family didn't accept him? Disowned him even? Letting out his held breath, he drops his fork.
"That was really good mom!" Kendall smiles and so does Jennifer.
"Thank you honey."
"Yeah, very delicious." Carlos agrees.
They excuse themselves, Carlos saying and waving goodbye a few times before actually leaving the house.
"They like me!" Carlos sings, clearly ecstatic.
"I know, baby. I'm glad they do."
"Gonna have you over soon. Next time Dad has a night off." They buckle their seat belts, beginning to drive down the road.
"Logan wants to hang out tomorrow." Carlos starts to make chit-chat. "He is going to make me do homework!"
Kendall laughs at Carlos' pout. "You need to do homework."
"I'd rather hang out with you!" The Latino says it like it was obvious.
"Tomorrow is homework. I'm on Logan's side."
"But if we don't hang out, I can't suck your dick." Kendall coughs at Carlos' bluntness. He looks over at Carlos and rolls his eyes when he sees his boyfriend's goofy grin.
"Aw. Well do it now then. To compensate." Kendall points to his crotch. As soon as Carlos leans over, hangs readied to unbutton , the light turns green.
"Should I keep—"
"Yes." Kendall interrupts, right hands pushing down Carlos' head just a little. His pants are undone, sliding down far enough with his boxers so his half-hard dick is exposed. Carlos takes it, fisting it tightly at the base. He hasn't even moved his hand yet but Kendall's eyes are closed as he pushes back in the chair. Carlos lets go, pulls back.
"You need to drive. And not crash the car." He says.
"Carli, I'll keep my eyes open just please—" He has to fight the will to close his eyes tight and moan. Carlos tugs hard on the now fully hard shaft, eventually bending to suck on the tip.
The upcoming light is red, and when Kendall stops he thrusts into Carlos' mouth roughly. It makes him choke, jerking back to give his boyfriend a glare through watery eyes. "Fuck, I'm sorry baby. I couldn't help myself."
"It's okay," Carlos says before taking Kendall's soft back in his mouth. Kendall struggles to relax but eventually does, placing one hand on the steering wheel, one on the back of Carlos' head. "So good," He says, groaning as Carlos hums.
"We're . . . almost at your, ngh, house . . ."
Carlos removes Kendall's cock from his mouth with an audible 'pop', hand moving to wrap around him and beat him off at a furious pace.
"Oh my God," Kendall has just enough time to park in the Garcia's driveway before he comes all over the steering wheel and Carlos' hand.
He is shaking, literally shaking, from his release, legs still twitching. "Fuck," Carlos moans. "That was really, really hot."
He kisses the blonde's cheek before reaching into the glove compartment and taking out a few napkins, handing some to Kendall but keeping one to clean off his hand. "Thanks for the ride home." Carlos giggles, Kendall rolling his eyes.
"Oh no, it was my pleasure." He points to the come covered steering wheel. "Clearly." They kiss, light and sweet, before Carlos exits the car and unlocks the front door.
It takes Kendall a few minutes to finish cleaning his car and clearing his head to drive home, but eventually he is back, showered and in bed. Sleeping almost instantly, dreams of Carlos enter his head.