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"god, it's late," chance said, looking at his watch. Chance and Elliot were standing outside of Elliot's apartment. Chance had walked him home, like a gentleman. Elliot moved his head, getting a better look at the other one's wrist.
"seriously? Almost two AM? I have work tommorowwww..." Elliot groaned
"you could always take the day off, Elli. You seem pretty overworked," Chance said. They didn't think Elliot would actually do it, of course. He was very dedicated to his whole pizza thing. Elliot had blushed at the nickname and was now rubbing his eyes.
"... i might. Uh, chance, how are you gonna get home?" asked Elliot. chance's eyes widened, and he ran his hand through his hair.
"Shit, my car." he whispered to himself. "I... left it at the bar. Accidentally.", he said grimacing. "I'll probably just walk."
"are you sure? you look pretty rough, no offence." Said Elliot. He was right, of course. Chance's messy hair and lopsided sunglasses were enough proof, even if you were to ignore that fact that he had already had a couple drinks that night.
"How else could i get home?" he asked.
"you could always.. uhh..." Elliot hesitated. "you could just spend the night here."
Chance stepped back, his face turning red."are you sure? you really don't have t-"
he was cut off by Elliot nodding his head.
"Of course."
Elliot had led chance up to his apartment, and the two were sitting in his living room, eating some leftover's from Elliot's fridge.
"i think we should sleep soon," Elliot said, putting his dish in the sink. "it's..what.. 2:13?" he said, checking his phone. Chance nodded, moving his plate to the sink and sitting back down.
"hey Elli," they said. Elliot turned to face them."i don't have any pyjamas..."
"you can just borrow some of mine", Elliot said, yawning.
Once he had given a t shirt and a pair of plaid pyjama pants to chance, chance went to the bathroom to change. when he put the shirt on... it had smelled like Elliot.
i'm so down bad for him, chance thought to himself. i wonder if elli likes me... we'll just have to see how tonight goes.
Chance walked out of the bathroom in his wonder full new clothes, seeing Elliot in... just pyjama pants. oh god. chance tuned away, hiding the blush on his face. should he say something? You look nice? yeah. He decided to go with that.
"you look good, elli." he said, smirking.
oh god. am i really doing this right now? chance thought to himself.
Elliot just smiled.
"uhh.. thanks, chance."