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Net, James, Tutor and Yim were on a double date......well Net and James were on a date and Tutor and Yim were third-wheeling.
And it also wasn't your typical date, it was more like four friends hanging out in a bar together.
It had been a while they all hung out like that, James and Yim wasted no time in hitting the bottles of alcohol.
Drinking as much as they could as they kept discussing with each other on different topics that got more weird the more they drank.
"Do you know how sad dragons would be?"
"Because of their short hands?"
"They can't even blow out their birthday candles." Yim and James wailed together at the unfortunate predicament of dragons.
At that point Net and Tutor decided Yim and James had had enough drinks and stopped them from getting more which caused them to whine.
Net and Tutor as the self-proclaimed personal chauffeurs of James and Yim decided not to drink as much so they would be able to take their partners home safely.
"Hey, don't you think that guy's cute?" Yim whispered or tried to but Net and Tutor could still clearly hear him.
James giggled and blushed along with Yim. "He's friend also... cute."
Tutor knew he was the subject of their gossip. It wasn't the first time Yim flirted with him while drunk.
It was Yim's habit to be extremely flirtatious while drunk which was the reason Tutor made sure Yim never drank on his own.
"He's flirting with you again." Net said a hint of tease behind his voice.
"That's because he's drunk." Tutor said.
"He only flirts with you. He has never flirted with me while drunk before. He only ever picks a fight with me." Net said.
It's true. Yim flirted with only him while drunk. But Tutor was sure it was alcohol acting. There was no way Yim actually liked him more than a friend. He shouldn't get his hopes up.
Yim kept staring at Tutor smiling with his eyes half closed.
"You're talking nonsense. Anyway, dont you think its time to take them back home?" Tutor asked changing the subject.
Net looked at his boyfriend who was fast asleep and Yim who didn't look too far from falling asleep too.
"Yeah you're right. I got my boyfriend, you got yours?" Net asked.
"He's not my boyfriend." Tutor insisted.
"Okay. I was only teasing gosh. Anyway make sure Yim gets home safe." Net said as he proceeded to carry James.
"Good night man. And good luck." Net said while carrying James supporting his weight.
"You too."
Luck?, yep Tutor was definitely going to need luck lots of it especially with Yim staring him down with half closed eyes and wide smile.
"Alright mimie, time for us to go." Tutor said as he helped Yim stand up.
"Can you walk?" Tutor asked.
"Of.....course." Yim answered as he pushed Tutor away to stand on his own trying to prove his point.
Too bad he proved himself wrong and fell forward and crashed into Tutor.
Tutor caught him "Okay. Up you go." Tutor said as he carried Yim on his shoulder like a sack of rice.
Yim complied and did not resist or fight at all, all the way from the bar to Tutor's car. The thought of how easy it would be for someone to take advantage of Yim while he was drunk haunted Tutor's mind.
Thankfully Yim rarely went drinking without him or James. Occasionally he would go with Net but he never went alone and for that Tutor was thankful.
The ride to Yim's house was full of whines and babbles. Normally Yim was always passed out when Tutor took him home but this time Yim was still awake and was really chatty, except he didn't actually say things that made sense.
Once they got inside the house, Tutor took Yim to his room and set him on the bed. After successfully putting him on the bed, he took off Yim's shoe.
"Y'know you reeely wuook.......like look someone I wuike." Yim said.
It all made to Tutor now. So that was the reason Yim flirted with him every time he was drunk. Who did he look like? Keng? He has been told that they look alike but Tutor had never really seen the resemblance.
"Oh really?" Tutor voice held no emotion. It was stupid of him to actually let himself hope that he'd one day have the chance to ask Yim out.
"Hmmm." Yim hummed happily. "T...tua...."
Not Keng. Was it Thomas Yim was trying to say?
"Thomas?" Tutor offered.
"Yes." Yim answered.
A cracking in Tutor's heart knowing the person he liked, liked someone else and he had actually let himself hope it was his name Yim tried to call.
"Aow, wait, no...no Thomas, ter. Ter.....teeter." Yim said.
Tutor was stunned to hear the worst pronunciation of his name but it was coming from Yim mentioning his crush so Tutor could care less.
"Me?" Tutor asked Yim in surprise hoping there wasn't actually anybody he knew named teeter.
"Not meeeee... tu..ter." Yim said, the name clearer this time Tutor knew it was no other person than him.
Yim sat up and sighed dramatically, "but he doesn't like me." Yim said.
Tutor sat beside him. "What makes you think so?" Tutor asked.
Yim gave another long and over dramatic sigh "I'avee given him zo....so many hints but he never res.... res....pon..."
"Reponded?" Tutor helped the man who seemed to be struggling with forming the word.
"Yes. He never reshpomded. He keeps threeting me like I'm his brother. I don't..... I don't know.. ..know if he's ignoring it or he's if he's just .....he's stupid." Yim said with a pout.
"Hmm, he is pretty stupid." Tutor agreed. He had seen the signs but he chose to brush them off as Yim being friendly. He had never imagined that his best friend also liked him.
Tutor's thought were interrupted by pillow to his head.
"How...dare.....you..... insult ......Tutor." Yim said as he kept hitting Tutor with the pillow.
Tutor tried blocking the pillow assault from Yim with his hand.
"Wait. Stop its me. Its Tor." Tutor explained himself.
"Tor?" Yim asked puzzled.
Tutor nodded with a hum.
Yim got closer to take a good look at Tutor, holding Tutor's face.
"Ah. Its really you." Yim said happily while squishing Tutor's face.
Tutor smiled awkwardly at Yim before being hit for second round of pillow assault.
"Why....don't.....you...like....me.....back.!!!...!!@##÷##" Yim demanded as he kept hitting Tutor.
Tutor had enough of hits, taking both of Yim's wrists and pining them to the bed.
"Who said I didn't like you?" Tutor asked Yim.
"You....you do?" Yim asked softly, blushing at the position he and Tutor was in.
"Hmm, I do. I like you very much." Tutor answered.
Yim smiled and tried reaching up to kiss him but Tutor leaned away which made Yim sad.
"Aow, why? Don't you...I thought you liked me... don't want to kiss?" Yim asked sadly.
"You're drunk." Tutor said simply.
"I'm not drunk!" Yim insisted.
"Okay so look what we are going to do. We are going to sleep and then tomorrow, I'm going to ask you a very important question and I need you to be sober to answer it." Tutor said.
"I'm nof drunk." Yim said.
"Okay. Just go to sleep okay, I will be in the living room." Tutor said while stroking Yim's hair.
Yim pouted but at the same time he was also sleepy so he complied.
"Good night." Tutor said before living the room.
The next morning, Yim woke up with a bad hangover with no knowledge of what transpired the previous night.
He was sure Tutor took him home like he had been doing since he knew Tutor. It was things like this that made Yim fall more in love with Tutor. Too bad Tutor didn't feel the same way.
He quickly brushed his teeth so he could fix himself a hangover soup.
Going to the living room, he didn't expect to see Tutor in his kitchen.
"Shit!!! You scared me." Yim said as he saw Tutor.
"Good morning sleepy head. Did you have a good night's rest?" Tutor said as he ruffled Yim's bed head, messing his hair even more.
Yim was confused on the sudden, dare he say flirtatious behaviour Tutor exhibited.
"Are you okay? You aren't drunk right?" Yim asked.
"Oh, you don't remember last night? See that's why I couldn't kiss you last night." Tutor said casually.
Yim must be hearing things. His hangover must have been so bad he was imagining things. Tutor was quite playful but not playful enough to say things like that as a joke.
"You really don't remember anything from last night?" Tutor asked a bit more serious.
Yim tried his best to remember. It was a vague memory playing in his head.
"Shiaaaa." Yim said when he realised he confessesed to Tutor.
"Yim....." Tutor called out seriously as he took Yim's hands in his.
"I like you. I've liked you for a very long time. I was scared to say anything because I didn't know how you felt and I didn't want to ruin our friendship, but I don't want to ever lose you. So Yim, will you be my boyfriend?" Tutor asked.
"Was this the important question you said you were going to ask me?" Yim asked.
"Yes,..... well?" Tutor asked hopefully.
"I already confessed to you last night." Yim mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" Tutor asked.
Yim smiled. "Hmm, I accept."
"You do?" Tutor asked excitedly.
"Yes! I will be your boyfriend." Yim answered.
Tutor quickly placed a small peck on Yim's lips leaving Yim blushed.
Finally, they were boyfriends. So maybe they might have left the soup on the counter unattended as they went to the bedroom to.......continue...... but that was no one else's business.