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Hackle and Sematary glanced at eachother as they ended the instagram live.
They often did instagram live streams with eachother, but today they ended it earlier than usual.
Hackle stayed quiet for a minute before glancing at Sematary and speaking, "Yo, Sematary, you up to get some milkshakes?"
Sematary thought for a second before nodding and replying, "Fuck yeah, man. I haven't had one in awhile." He patted Hackle's back before wrapping an arm around the slightly shorter man's shoulder as they began to walk.
Hackle sneaked glances at Sematary from the corner of his eye as they walked, clearly admiring him.
Sematary didn't notice though, too busy talking on and on about his favorite rappers like he seemed to always do.
Hackle didn't care though, he thought Sematary's serious passion for music was cute and he loved listening to him talk about it even if Hackle himself wasn't as deep into music culture as Sematary was.
After about ten minutes of walking, they finally made it to the icecream place.
Sematary let go of Hackle's shoulder, putting his hands in his pockets as he walked inside with Hackle.
Hackle noticed that Sematary was sweating a lot, but he just assumed it was because of the hot weather and stopped thinking about it, not wanting to make any assumptions.
Hackle walked up to the ordering counter, reading the menu slowly to make sure he didn't miss anything. He glanced at Sematary, who was standing next to him, leaning on the counter. Hackle stretched before speaking, "What you gonna order?"
Sematary rubbed his chin for a second before replying, "Probably the Kitkat milkshake. Sounds good as fuck."
Hackle nodded and searched his pockets, his face turning pink as he looked back up at Sematary and spoke quietly, "Did you bring your wallet?"
"Huh? No."
Hackle sighed and shook his head, "I've only got 8 bucks."
Sematary tilted his head a bit, "Why don't we share then?"
Hackle blinked and blushed more, "Uh yeah yeah. That's smart."
He looked up at the cashier, "Just one large Kitkat milkshake, please. With 2 straws and 2 spoons." He slid the 8 bucks to the cashier.
He sat down at a 2 person bar table across from Sematary, whom noticed Hackle's flushed cheeks but didn't say anything, finding the sight funny and thinking it was just because Hackle was embarrassed.
Hackle rested his hands on the table and began to hum to himself, spacing out. Sematary placed his hands on top of Hackle's larger ones, causing Hackle to nearly jump out of his chair in surprise, and practically screamed; "Shit, you scared me man!"
Sematary laughed hard, "Jesus christ, calm down! I just noticed you seemed nervous. Your hands were like, trembling or whatever."
"Were they?"
Sematary nodded in response, trying not to smile at Hackle's face, seeing that it was redder than before. Sematary paused before speaking, an almost flirty smile on his face, "You know, you look super handso-"
He was interrupted by the waitress placing a milkshake on their table.
He let go of Hackle's hands and they both retracted their hands and the waitress quickly left
Hackle glanced down, "Uh. That's not what I ordered."
The milkshake was absolutely not what he had ordered. It had two straws with hearts on them, and the glass it was in said "Romantic" on it in cursive. it was clearly something for couples. Not something for two bros just hanging out.
He looked up at Sematary, "Should I get the waitress or?"
Sematary shook his head, "Nah. Let's just drink it." He grabbed his straw and started drinking slowly.
Hackle blinked, "Well, alright.." He sighed before taking ahold of his own straw, placing his free hand on the table before he started sipping the milkshake along with Sematary.
Sematary placed his hand on top of Hackle's, practically fluttering his eyelashes at him as they drank. Hackle gulped nervously and closed his eyes as he drank, trying not to act flustered despite the fact he absolutely was and anyone would be able to tell.
Sematary thought for a second before quietly putting down his straw, taking it out of his mouth before sitting up slightly, making sure to be as quiet as he could be.
He let go of Hackle's hand and cupped Hackle's face with both of his hands. Hackle's eyes fluttered open and his straw dropped from his mouth, his eyes staring into Sematary's. He whispered, "Sematary? What are you doing, dude?"
Sematary just smiled in response, closing his eyes and pressing a soft kiss to Hackle's lips. Hackle's eyes immediately widened and he pushed the milkshake to the side, wrapping his arms around Sematary and kissing him back. A couple seconds later, they both pulled back, both of them clearly shy now.
Sematary glanced away, "So, uh."
Hackle clenched his fists, "I love you, Sematary."
Sematary's eyes widened before he smiled, "I love you too!"
Then, they both stood up and hugged eachother as tight as they could.