So this chapter is more of a cute filer chapter. Yes, even I have those. Normally I have a lot of action and less cutesy romantic stuff but I think this story warrants it. Anyway, there's gonna be a bit more relationship building in this chapter. Also, things are not going to stay cute forever so here's a fluffy chapter for you all.
Hope you enjoy.
"Hey! About time you two showed." Kevin grinned, letting the two in without hesitation. They followed the taller male into his living room. Fritz smiled and waved as he saw them from his place on the floor. Jeremy joined him, and the two immediately began an excited conversation about something the other two couldn't keep up with.
"No Scott or Vincent?" Mike asked, noting the missing pair. Kevin shrugged.
"Not sure," the blonde replied, "Scott said he was coming. Who knows about Vince. That man is so unpredictable it's scary."
"True," Mike replied, "He does seem like the kind of person who'd bail on these kinds of things." Kevin nodded.
"Too bad too," the blonde said, "my parents aren't gonna be here either." A doorbell sounded and Kevin left without further explanation, leaving the brunette to wonder what he meant by that.
"Mike," Jeremy said, catching his attention, "come sit with us?" He chuckled, going to sit beside the excited blonde. Once he'd seated himself Jeremy turned back to Fritz. "Any idea what your boyfriend has planned?"
"Not at all," the redhead said, "but he seemed slightly annoyed when he found out Vince likely wouldn't be showing."
"You had to have cheated you pain in my ass!"
"I did not. We made a bet that I won fair and square. Now deal with the outcome."
"Never mind," Fritz said with a laugh, "looks like Vince is here after all."
"He doesn't seem happy either," Mike commented.
"Probably cause Scott beat him at something and made him come," Jeremy commented, head tilted to one side.
"Will he ever learn?" Fritz questioned.
"Nope," came the blonde's reply. Kevin stepped into the room, a disgruntled Vincent and an amused Scott following behind him.
"Look who's here!" Kevin announced, a wide grin on his face, "the whole gang's here."
"We heard him long before we saw him Kevin," Fritz commented, "no need to announce his presence." Kevin rolled his eyes, crossing his arms.
"Well sorry he's a bombastic nutcase half the time," he commented. Vincent grabbed the blonde's shirt, tugging him to face him.
"You trying to start something with me?" the dark haired male growled.
"So what if I am?"
"Come on you two," Jeremy tried, "let's all have fun okay?" The pair backed off, Kevin trotting over to sit beside his boyfriend and Vincent sitting beside Mike. Scott sat between the two, the shield to stop any more fighting.
"So Kevin," Scott asked, "what did you have planned for today?" Kevin's grin was nothing less than predatory.
"Anyone know seven minutes in heaven?" he asked with a grin. Fritz groaned.
"Again with you," he huffed.
"Aw c'mon babe," he said, slinging an arm around the redhead, "it's how we got together after all."
"You hardly need an excuse to make out with Fritz," Scott pointed out. Blue-violet orbs focused on him.
"Who said it was for me and Fritz?" Scott's dark eyes narrowed.
"Just what are you insinuating?" he asked darkly.
"Maybe something," Kevin replied, grabbing a bottle from somewhere nearby and handing it over, "and maybe nothing at all." Scott looked at the bottle in distaste.
"What's wrong prude?" Vincent asked, "You aren't scared to actually kiss someone are you? Or are you scared that once you go in the closet, you'll have to actually come out." Scott sighed, rolling his eyes as he accepted the bottle.
"It's a wonder that your brain functions as well as it does," he commented dryly. Vincent snickered, looking amused as the teen set the bottle on the floor. He spun, nearly sighing in relief when it landed on Fritz.
"Touch him and you die," Kevin warned as the redhead stood.
"You know I'd never do such a thing to him," Scott commented. The pair wandered into the closet where they'd been directed, and the remainder of the group chatted while they waited. Eventually Kevin ran off to grab some sodas, returning just as Scott and Fritz came back into the room. Kevin pecked the redhead lightly, sitting down and passing out drinks.
"My turn!" the blonde chirped. He spun, grinning as the bottle landed on his boyfriend beside him. "Hell yeah!" The pair wandered off, Fritz giggling at his boyfriend's enthusiasm.
"Let's hope they recall that other people are in the room," Scott commented.
"If they start making noise in there I'm leaving," Vincent said, face twisted in disgust, "I am so not gonna listen to them fuck."
"For once I agree with you." Thankfully the pair returned at the end of their turn without any odd noises. However, Fritz had a dark mark on his neck to show that their turn wasn't entirely innocent either.
"Why don't you go Vincent?" Jeremy asked, "It seems unfair to make Fritz spin when he's been paired both turns." The violet haired male shrugged, grabbing the bottle. He spun, smirk turning feral as it landed on the male beside him. Scott groaned.
"You must be joking," he said.
"Sorry to disappoint Scotty," Vincent said, "think of it as payback for you cheating earlier." Dark eyes narrowed.
"I did no cheat you narcissistic ass," Scott hissed, "besides, like I'd go anywhere alone with you."
"You don't get a choice cupcake." Scott flushed.
"I'm sorry…what did you just call me?"
"O-kay." Kevin stepped in. "Off with you two. Go on." Scott grumbled to himself, standing and heading off. Vincent snickered as he followed, murmuring something to the dark haired male that made him smack the other roughly in the chest. "Those two, a wonderful couple don't you think?"
"Are you brain damaged?" Mike asked, "They hate each other."
"So you think," Kevin replied, "ten bucks says Vincent gets pervy with Scott." Fritz rolled his eyes.
"That's because Vince is a perv."
"True, true." They continued to chat until time was up. Yet there was still no sign of Vincent or Scott. Nor was there any noise from the closet. "See?" Kevin challenged.
"That proves nothing Kevin," Fritz pointed out. The blonde rolled his eyes.
"Mike," Kevin said, turning to the teen, "go open the door and let them know time's up would ya?" Mike rolled his eyes.
"Fine." He stood, approaching the closet door. 'Well there's no noise coming from inside. That's good right?' He grabbed the doorknob, pulling it open as he spoke. "Time's up…you…two?" Kevin burst out laughing at the sight within the closet. Scott and Vincent were on the floor, the latter straddling the former. Scott's glasses were slightly askew, and his face was flushed bright red as he stared up at Mike. There was at least one mark on the dark haired male's neck.
"Get off you damn pervert," Scott said suddenly, shoving Vincent to one side. The violet haired male hit the wall, still grinning.
"Sorry," he said mockingly, "not enough time for that. We only had a few minutes after all." Scott groaned, getting up.
"I fucking hate you," he hissed.
"Right. I'll totally believe you." The teen got up, following Scott back to the group with an amused expression. Mike stood still for a moment more before heading back, unsure how to process what he just saw. "Why don't you spin squirt," Vincent said, handing Jeremy the bottle. The blonde looked embarrassed, though whether at what he just saw or the idea of possibly being in the same position Mike wasn't sure. Jeremy spun, and Mike watched lazily until it stopped. Then he actually processed who it had landed on.
"Hell yeah!" Kevin said, "Go on Mike. In the closet with our little Jere. And don't you do anything weird or I'll skin ya alive." Jeremy looked away, seemingly extremely embarrassed. Mike sighed, standing and holding out a hand to the little blonde.
"Let's get this over with," he said. Jeremy nodded slowly, taking his hand and getting up. The pair went into the closet, Mike shutting the door without another thought. After a few moments his sight adjusted enough to make out Jeremy's dark form. "Relax," he said, "we can just stand here and chat for a while if you want." Jeremy barely nodded. "So…Vince and Scott huh. Never would've guessed."
"Y-yeah." They spoke for a little while, and Mike finally realized how close Jeremy was. They had barely any space between them.
'How did Scott and Vincent manage on the floor?' He shook the thought away, studying the blonde's face instead. Jeremy cocked his head, eying him questioningly. 'Shit. Please tell me our time's almost up…'
"Mike?" Jeremy questioned softly, "have you um…ever liked anyone?"
"Yeah," he replied.
"Can I know who?" It was an innocent question, and Mike knew exactly what his answer would be.
"You." The word was out of his mouth before he even registered it and he silently cursed himself. 'God damn it. Why am I braindead today?' Jeremy looked away.
"Oh…" came the soft response. Then, before Mike could reply, Jeremy stepped closer. The blonde leaned up, gently pressing a kiss to his lips. "I uh…I like you too…" Mike smiled, though it was lost in the dark.
"Come on out you two!" The pair jumped as Kevin's voice penetrated the air. Mike shook his head, holding out a hand to the smaller boy.
"Shall we?" he asked. Jeremy nodded and took his hand. They exited, hand in hand without a care in the world.
So there you go. A bit better look into the groups relationships. Hope you all enjoyed and now I'm off. Bye!