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"Kiss me."
The music took a backseat in Dan's mind and his head lifted at the sound of Arins voice, staring into serious blue eyes.
Arin and Dan had come to this college party together as an opportunity to make new friends or find a cool new group of people. In reality, they had spent the last two hours together by the stairs, Dan sat at the bottom and Arin leant against the banister with a beer in his hands. Dan knew he'd kick himself tomorrow for not trying to actively meet new people, but he couldn't find it in himself to move away from Arin right now.
"What?" Dan asked, a blush rising on his cheeks. He wasnt sure if he had even heard Arin correctly over the loud music and rowdy crowd. Not to mention the small amount of alcohol rushing around his mind. Had it just been wishful thinking?
Arin swung around the banister like a stripper pole and plonked himself beside Dan on the stairs, making sure not to fall onto the taller man's drink. He nudged Dan's shoulder an smiled at him, a wide, bright, Arin smile.
"C'mon, man. We hang out everyday. You're my best friend. You think I don't know that you're into me?"
Dan balked, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open a little. He was thankful that the bright lights in this house party covered up his very very red face. Was it really that obvious? Yes, he'd liked Arin since they had met but he had purposefully tried to hide it so that it wouldn't ruin their friendship. Did this mean that Arin felt the same way?
As if reading his mind, Arin grabbed Dan's shoulders and stared into his eyes. A loving yet slightly impatient smile on his face.
"I'm sick of waiting for your slow ass to ask me out. So, here I am. There you are. Full consent. Kiss me."
"Are you sure?"
"Oh my god, Danny. Yes, I'm su-" Arins sentence was cut off by Dan's lips crashing into his. A mixture of soft lips and and rough facial hair and it took about half a second for Arin to register what was happening and kiss back.
Dan tasted like a mixture of sweet and salty potato chips and the apple sours that the two had been drinking all night. As soon as the young men's lips met, the music seemed to increase in volume and the laughter and chatter of the crowd faded out. All Arin could hear was the mixture of their breathing and the loud, rocky guitar riff of a song he didn't know.
Fucking finally