When he woke, up he had a text.
1:45PM
brian: lunch?
brian: whenever u wake up lol
2:20PM
me: yesss i am so hungry 😳 lemme ask sarah for car
brian: just come over 2 my place we can order pizza
brian: its a nice day for it
me: oh hell yeah omw 😩🍕
Dirt didn't even change out of his sweatpants before running out the door and getting on his bike. He sped over as fast as he could to see Brian. Though it had stopped raining, the pavement was still wet, and the bottom of Dirt's pants got splashed by several puddles that he rode through.
Dirt hastily locked his bike up in the rack outside Brian's apartment, before excitedly running up the stairs and frantically knocking on his bestie's door. "Hey, come in!" Brian greeted. He was also wearing sweatpants and an old t-shirt 😊 "Pizza's on its way. I ordered your favorite, olive and pepperoni."
"Fuck yes dude!!! How much was it I'll cashapp you half."
"Nah nah, it's on me, bro."
"Seriously? Again? Dude, you like JUST paid for my coffee the other day!"
Brian shrugged with a smile.
Soon, the pizza was there, and Dirt and Brian enjoyed it together while watching youtube videos on autoplay on the tv. "Uuugggh okay, I'm done. Don't let me have any more," Dirt said after finishing his third slice, as he leaned back on the couch and leaned against Brian. Brian put his arm around them, squeezing his shoulder.
"Hey.... Dirt?"
"Hm?" Dirt groaned, being so so brave about his tummy hurting.
"Do you wanna like... make this official?" Brian asked, his voice shaking slightly.
Dirt sat up straight, his eyes wide. "W..what? You mean like..."
"You wanna be boyfriends?"
"Serious??? Dude!! Yeah!!!! Of course! Oh my god!!! Oh god I didn't wanna get my hopes up, but I thought you were.. y'know! Oh my god !!!!" Dirt flapped his hands around. He sprang on Brian, wrapping him in a big squeezing hug. Brian laughed in nervous excitement as he let out a sigh of relief and squeezed Dirt back. "Umm... It's.. been a while.. Since I've dated, or even kissed anyone, honestly...." Dirt admitted.
"I know," Brian said, "Don't worry about it, okay? Whatever you're comfortable with, we'll go at your pace."
Dirt chuckled and buried his face in the crook of Brian's neck. "Well.. I would like to kiss you," he said quietly.
"Heh.. C'mere, dude," Brian whispered. The last time Dirt kissed anyone was also the last time he'd gotten drunk, at a New Year's Eve party five years ago. The guy he kissed immediately ran to the bathroom to vomit. He'd apologized and said it was the alcohol, not him, but it still stuck with Dirt as if it were him. That kiss had been violent and hot and fast, and ended as soon as it begun.
Kissing Brian was new. It was soft, and tender, and made Dirt's heart feel warm and light. Brian held Dirt's face gently, caressing his cheek with his thumb. When they parted, they stared into each other's eyes, and Dirt felt loved. He felt like finally, things were going to be okay for him. He never wanted to leave Brian's loving embrace. They stayed there, Dirt lying on top of Brian, and continued watching stupid videos for a couple more hours, just enjoying each other's presence and company and warmth.
Dirt was just starting to doze off in his boyfriend's arms when his phone started ringing. It was Sarah. He reluctantly pushed himself off of Brian and sat up so he could answer the call. "Hello?"
"DIRT!" it was Salem. "WHERE ARE YOU????" he demanded to know.
Dirt sighed, "I'm sorry buddy, I'm at Brian's... He invited me over and I got so excited I guess I forgot to let you know."
"Ugh!!! Well obviously you just don't care about me!"
"Oh my god, dude, come ON. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you, okay? But guess what!!! Brian asked me to be his boyfriend!! We're together now!!" Dirt excitedly shared the news.
"Wow fucking good for you. I guess I will just sit here being sad and lonely, then!!!"
Dirt rolled his eyes. "C'mon, buddy, I'm sure Sarah would play with you!"
"No! All she does is pet me once, and then does her typing stuff. And I am like totally rolling around and nuzzling her and looking cute and it's like I'm not even there!!" Salem complained.
"Pfft.. She appreciates your company, man. Even when she's busy working."
"Well I am bored and if you are not here in ten minutes I WILL be having a fat joint." Salem hung up.
"Wha! No! Dude!! Ugh..."
"..Who was that??" Brian asked.
Dirt instantly cooked up a lie. "Oh, that was Sarah's nephew. He's visiting us and is mad that she's busy working and wants me to come back and play with him," he said casually, as easily as if it were the truth.
"Haha aww that's sweet, he likes you! How old is he?"
"Oh gosh, uhhh 8 or 9? I'm not sure, actually," Dirt chuckled. "Anyways, I should probably get going. He threatened to...." not smoke his weed, that would be weird for an 8 year old to do... "download viruses onto my laptop if I wasn't back soon." Sure, okay.
"Oh god? Haha! Alright, dude, have fun I guess! See you soon, right?"
"Of course," Dirt smiled, giving Brian a quick kiss before heading out the door.
"HEY! IT HASN'T BEEN TEN MINUTES!" Dirt yelled upon seeing Salem smoking a joint on the couch.
"Right. I said I'd smoke a FAT joint if you weren't here in 10. This is a SMALL joint," he said, holding it up. It was quite the skinny joint. Dirt rolled his eyes.
"You're not supposed to be smoking at ALL, Salem. Where's the catnip Sarah got?"
"Noooooo fuck that shit," Salem whined.
"Aw, c'mon, man.. I'll brew you a nice little catnip tea, huh? How bout that?" Dirt offered as he took Salem's joint away and put it out. "I can put some milk in it, even though you're not supposed to have milk? Eh???"
Salem rolled his eyes and slumped on the couch. "Fine. But I want it to be mostly milk."
Dirt chuckled. "Alright, bro."
Dirt handed Salem his freshly prepared tea and sat down on the couch with him. "You know.. You've been wearing my old clothes all this time.. Wouldn't you like to have some of your own?"
"I mean..." Salem took a sip of his tea, "I guess? Tee bee aych, the only reason I even wear clothes is because you humans have weird hangups about nudity, so I don't really care one way or the other."
"Hm. I just figured you might be more comfortable in stuff that actually fit you, yaknow?"
Salem shrugged. "Sure I mean if you wanna take me shopping I'm not gonna say no... This tea is really good by the way, thank you."
"Hah. You're welcome."
"Only because of the milk."
"Right."
"Anyways.. I HAVE been thinking about how Mitt disguises herself to go out in public and stuff.."
"Oh, dude! I totally have a beanie that'd be perfect for covering your ears!" said Dirt excitedly.
"Okay, poggers..... I just have one question for you."
"What?"
"How are you gonna afford to get me new clothes?"
Dirt smirked. "Little bit of credit cards, little bit of five finger discount?"
"FOR REAL? Oh my god I KNEW you weren't as lame as you look!" Salem bursted, and his tea sloshed as he jumped in excitement, spilling all over his hand. "Awh... :("
Dirt burst out laughing. "Hah! Oh my god.. Lemme get you a napkin, dude.."