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Freedom Guy (or just Freedom) was cooking pasta for himself. Freedom was a pretty good cook, but he was feeling a bit lazy so he just wanted to make something quickly. Plain pasta with butter.
He was just about to drain the water out of the pot when he heard a knock on his door. He recognized the knocking pattern, it was Chosen.
Chosen and him were friends. But over the past month or so their relationship had... developed.
Faces getting red while near eachother, hands lingering on one another, cuddling while watching shows or movies. But it really peaked when Chosen had kissed Freedom, but got super flustered and flew away.
Nothing was official. Chosen had blamed the kiss on stress and drinking (even though both of them knew Chosen hadn't had a drink in over a week)
Freedom turned the stove off but he didn't drain the pasta yet.
Freedom opened the door, and low and behold. It was Chosen.
Chosen: Hey Free, thought I'd stop by
Freedom: Hey Chosen, I'm just making dinner, want some?
Chosen: Sure! Whatcha making?
Freedom: Pasta with butter.
Chosen: Mmm, sounds good.
Chosen walked in and plopped himself on the couch.
Freedom: Pick something to watch, just gotta make your pasta.
Chosen: Thanks Free! You're the best!
Chosen browsed through movies while Freedom got some more pasta and stared cooking it for Chosen.
The pasta didn't take long too cook, so in a couple minutes Freedom had plated their food and sat down beside Chosen.
Freedom: Dinner is served~
Chosen: Thanks Free. Hey, I picked out a movie, this look good?
Freedom: Romance movie.. you wanna tell me something or...?
Chosen: N- No- I- I just-
Freedom: Relax Chossy (pronunciation; Cho- sea) I'm just messing with you
Chosen's face was already red by this point, but when Freedom put a hand on his thigh to try and calm him down, Chosen's heart skipped a beat
Freedom let out a slight chuckle and started the movie
The movie was pretty cheesy, Chosen and Freedom both made fun of some really cheesy parts, but some parts were really nice which made them scoot closer to eachother.
Chosen: "Oh I'd do anything for you~!" "Even kill for me?" "I'd slaughter an army for you honey bun"
Freedom: "Oh I love you so much pumpkin pie"
Chosen: "No I love you sugar cube"
Freedom: "I love you more my buttered noodles~"
Freedom picked up a piece of pasta and tossed it at Chosen's face
Chosen: Heeeyyyyy! I'm trying to watch the movie.
Freedom: Shhh I am too!
They both giggled and kept watching
Once they both finished eating Freedom took their plates and put them in the kitchen.
Freedom sat back down close to Chosen, and Chosen instinctively cuddled closer.
They kept watching the movie, both less focused on the movie and more focused on how close they were to eachother. Eventually it got to a more intense scene where the two main characters were making out.
Chosen felt his face get hot. He didn't know if Freedom could feel his face get hot, but all he knew is he kinda wanted to try that with Freedom.
Chosen tried to push those thoughts away. He had tried to convince himself that they were just really good friends, but Chosen knew better.
He knew friends didn't cuddle up this close. Friends didn't have their faces go red and heart rate pick up at simple touches, and friends definitely didn't think about making out.
Chosen excused himself to the bathroom to try and calm his racing mind and heart.
Freedom sat on the couch. He was thinking. Thinking about a lot. He kinda always assumed Chosen liked him, but he never wanted to sound narcissistic by saying that straight to his face or anyone else.
Freedom had to admit though, he slowly gained feelings for Chosen, and now he really hoped all that time stuttering, blushing, being close was Chosen having feelings and not him just being awkward.
Freedom made up his mind. He was going to do something. He was tired of both of them being to nervous to just talk or make a move.
Chosen walked out of the bathroom, face still slightly wet from him trying to cool down with water.
Freedom: Chosen.
Chosen: Freedom..? D- do you need something..?
Freedom was good at acting, so even though he looked confident with a straight face, he was practically melting from anxiety inside.
Freedom: Chosen. Can I kiss you.
Chosen thought he heard Freedom wrong.
Chosen: What..
Freedom lightly grabbed Chosen's chin
Freedom: Can I kiss you
Something in Chosen stopped working. His mind went crazy. Holy shit Freedom actually wanted to kiss him.
*Yes. Please just say yes. I've spent too damn long in the bathroom trying to stop thinking about kissing you. Please just do it. You have no idea how much I want this. Come on just say yes so you two can kiss!*
But nothing came out. Chosen's mouth wouldn't cooperate. He just stood there blushing like a damn idiot.
Freedom: Chossy? Can I...
Chosen just nodded
Freedom leaned in slowly, gently pulling Chosen toward him.
Freedom stopped for a second. Their faces were so close, they could feel one another's breath. They could feel eachothers hear racing.
Then. It happend.
They felt eachothers lips. It was the best feeling in the world. Their lips pressed together, nothing else mattered in this moment except the feeling of this kiss.
Freedom pulled Chosen closer by the hips. Chosen wrapped his arms around Freedom's neck. Freedom held Chosen's cheek as they deepened the kiss.
Freedom pulled away, but just slightly. He looked into Chosen's eyes.
Freedom: Does this mean we're dating now?
Chosen: I- i guess so...
Freedom: All because of that stupid cheesy movie...
Chosen: Heh... yeah.
They rested their foreheads againt eachother before Freedom pressed a quick kiss into Chosen's lips.
Chosen just smiled, looking like a love struck idiot.
Freedom: Let's go finish that stupid movie...