David was for sure overthinking his outfit. At first, he put on a simple white T-shirt with red on the edges. No, that was too casual. He didn’t want to look like a slob when Davi always put so much effort into his appearance. He thought about wearing something black to match but that was a bit too homo for him. He finally settled on a grey shirt with a slight V-neck and threw a hoodie in his backpack in case it got cold in the theatre, or school for that matter.

“Took your time getting ready this morning, something special planned?” His mother asked as she poured another mug of coffee.

“Oh just going to the movies with a friend after school,” David said as he grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl on the granite kitchen island.

“You look all done up for a date!” She teased, and she held the mug out toward him.

He blushed, “It’s not a date!”

“Alright sweetie, well either way you look nice today.” She patted him on the cheek. Come on Mom he was nearly seventeen…

“Thank you,” He said, he wasn’t gonna be rude to his mom even if she was babying him.

“Of course darling,” Mom nodded at him. The phone rang in the living room, “I’ll get it. It’s probably your aunt Gina. You should get going if you don’t want to be late love you!” She said as she patted David on the shoulder and went out towards the waiting landline.

Mom leaving the room gave David the perfect opportunity. He opened the liquor cabinet. He wouldn’t have time to break into the wine fridge and frankly, the idea of drinking his mom’s wine out of a flask in a movie theatre sounded atrocious. It had been a few days since he’d filled up his flask. He pulled the antique out of his backpack, where it lived. He’d bought it on a trip downtown with Shirley and Marcus over the summer. It was a dented metal flask with a weird-looking fisherman etched into the side of it. He grabbed one of his father’s mostly full whiskey bottles and poured a decent amount into his flask, he’d gotten very good at not spilling over the years. He screwed the cap back on, closed the bottle, and quietly closed the cabinet. No one had to be any the wiser. He headed out of the house, he gave his mom a quick wave as she was likely trapped in a several-hour-long conversation with her sister. Aunt Gina was a nice lady but she could go on and on about a snail crawling across the sidewalk much to everyone’s dismay.

David got to school without any hassle. He considered leaving the flask in the glove compartment while he was at school but then figured better to keep it on him just in case. The last thing he needed was to explain to someone that no officer he wasn’t underage drunk driving he just happened to keep a full flask in his glove compartment. He shook his head and entered the school. He hoped the day would go by quickly.

“You two remember I’m busy after school today right?” He asked once he caught up to Shirley and Marcus.

“Oh believe me dude we remember,” Marcus said.

Davide approached the group with the same untouchable coolness he always did. He was in a particularly striking outfit today. He had this silvery eyeshadow on that really made both his eyes just pop so beautifully. He was in a black long-sleeve shirt that was basically a second skin with how tight it was. His black jeans had some of those fashion rips in them. He also had his usual black Converse on. His usual plain stud earrings had been swapped out for little black roses in the normal piercing spot. His bangs were partially swept out of his face for once as well, David could actually see both of his eyes. Speaking of his eyes he had this silvery eyeshadow on that really made both his eyes just pop so beautifully.

“Woah uh…You look really nice this morning,” David was a bit breathless at the sight.

Davi smiled, “You think so?”

“Duh man I mean,” He motioned to Davide’s entire person.

“I’m glad you like it,” Davi glanced at Shirley, “thanks for the advice.”

“Anytime,” Shirley waved him off, “what are friends for if not to give early morning fashion advice?”

David was surprised that Davi of all people needed fashion advice. If anything he figured Davide was more likely to be the one giving it, but Shirley definitely hadn’t led him astray with her advice. When the bell rang for first period all David could really think about was how much he wanted the day to be over so he could see Davi again and go see that movie. Thankfully God decided to be merciful on him that day as it all went by pretty quickly. He decided to “go to the bathroom” towards the end of his last class and just waited by the back exit of the school for the final bell. He saw the familiar speck of black among the sea of color as the hallway filled with kids trying to get the hell out so their weekend could start. He nodded towards the parking lot and made his way to the car, he left it unlocked as he waited for Davi to catch up with him. He also fixed his hair, he must have been futzing with it during the wait and not even realized. Davi got into the car, he was a bit more subdued than he had been that morning,

“What happened to the eyeshadow you were wearing earlier?”

“Some guy spat in my face and I had to wipe it off…” He looked morose and David felt himself scowl at the concept of someone doing something so vulgar to Davi. He contemplated asking who the hell this prick was and giving the guy a piece of his mind and his fist. How fucking dare some douchebag spit on Davide of all people? Then he remembered what it would look like if he were defending a fag in makeup.

“Well,” He put a hand on Davi’s shoulder, “hopefully the movie will distract you from all that.” He hoped Davi didn’t feel his hand shaking in anger.

“I just wanted to look nice for you,” Davi said, he still looked pretty upset about the whole thing.

“You didn’t have to do that just for me Davi.” He said, a little amused and fond, “For starters, you always look nice,” He smiled at him gently. He hoped he could coax at least a half-hearted smirk out of Davi, “Secondly there’s no pressure here I mean it's just us right? Nothing scary about that.”

“You mean it?”

“Of course man, I mean I have eyes don’t I?” It was just an objective truth that Davi always looked like the coolest guy alive. Everyone knew it, even that jackass that spit in his face probably knew deep down he was just mad he would never be half as hot as Davide was. Davi glanced away,

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“You’re sweet.”

“I sure hope so man, I really like you, dude,” He wasn’t sure why Davi was still so surprised whenever he was nice to him. Dude had quickly become his best friend, of course, he was gonna be nice to him. He looked over at him again, Davi’s lips were shining, David leaned in a bit to get a better look, “Dude, are you wearing lip gloss?”

“What? No, it’s just a little chapstick.” Davi leaned back a bit, his face getting flushed.

“Isn’t it kinda gay for a guy to use that stuff?”

Davi just stared at him, “It’s getting cold and my lips get chapped a lot…”

David shrugged and started the car, “Whatever you say, man.”

The movie theatre downtown was only a few minutes from both Davi and David’s places so it seemed a natural enough one to go to. It wasn’t the closest one to the school but that was fine, the drive was nice enough and they just listened to the radio for a bit. They arrived and David slipped his flask inside of his hoodie pocket while Davi got out of the car. He figured that could be a surprise for later. There wasn’t a horrible line at the ticket box so they were able to just go right up. Davi went to pull out his wallet. David put his hand on top of his to stop him,

“It’s not really me taking you out to the movies if you pay now is it?”

“I uh, suppose you have a point there.”

“I always do,” He stuck his tongue out at Davi, then turned to the ticket teller, “Two to Red Lake Massacre please.”

“Right away.” The teller said as she swiped David’s card, she returned it to him along with two tickets, “Theatre three, down the hall.” She nodded to the left.

“Thank you.”

The two of them went over to the concession stand. David bought a large popcorn and a Dr.Pepper. He got Davi a blue icee and a packet of Sour Patch watermelons, which was apparently his favorite candy. David took note of that for future reference. They entered the theatre while the trailers were still playing. Davi took a seat in one of the back rows without David even needing to suggest it, sweet. David sat down next to Davi,

“So as you might’ve guessed from the name, this is a horror movie. You a fan of horror?”

Davi chuckled and looked at him, “I want you to look at me and ask me that question again.”

“Fair point, but I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t gonna treat you to a movie you’d hate.”

“I’m pretty easy,” He shrugged.

David blushed, Davi surely didn’t mean what he just implied right, “...to please, right?”

“That too,” Davi winked.

David shoved some popcorn in his mouth and avoided thinking about that too hard.

The movie started playing. It was a fairly typical horror movie premise, summer camp taking place at a lake with a history of murder. David had a feeling there was going to be a lot of dying mid-hookup, which was in his opinion both the best and worst way to go out.

“I bet the lifeguard is gonna die first,” Davi said, pointing at the typical Jock-y lifeguard character that was oh wow, sure showing off his abs to the camera.

“Oh almost guaranteed, him or the bimbo,” He pointed at one of the girl characters, a blonde with a huge rack.

“I kind of hope she lives, she seems smarter than the guys give her credit for.” Davi said.

They watched the movie a bit more, when the counselors were all gathered around the campfire telling stories to freak each other out David leaned over to Davi,

“I snuck us a little something,” He whispered in Davi’s ear. The other boy shivered and glanced over at him,

“Don’t keep me in suspense.”

David pulled the flask out of his jacket, “I stole some of my dad’s whiskey, you want some?”

Davi nodded and reached over for the flask, his fingertips brushed against the back of David’s hand. He shivered a bit, the theatre must be cold. Davi deftly unscrewed the cap and took a swig. He made a face, coughed, and handed the flask back to him as he did.

“Oh, that fucking burns.”

“You get used to it,” He patted him on the shoulder and took a swig of his own. The metal was still warm from Davi’s lips. It was an interesting sensation, he’d never actually shared his booze before.

There was a jumpscare and Davi grabbed his arm with a bit of a yelp. David stared at his hands which were clamped firmly onto his arm. He smirked a bit,

“Shut up, I didn’t see it coming.”

“That’s what makes it a jumpscare dude. But don’t worry, I’ll protect you from Freddie Kreuger,” He ruffled Davi’s hair.

“He’s not even in this movie you asshole,” Davi muttered, but for all his grumping he was making no motions to let go of David’s arm. David figured there was no harm in letting him hold on.

The movie was a decent enough slasher flick. Davi had been right about the bimb- he probably shouldn’t call her that. The blonde chick. She ended up being the one to defeat the killer, with the expected final girl’s help. The lifeguard was also the first one to die, he got harpooned in a fishing cabin. The two of them had also managed to kill the whole flask during the movie. David hadn’t even been paying attention to how much the two of them were drinking. He looked over at Davi as the credits rolled, he was curled up in his seat, he’d kept his arm captive pretty much since that jumpscare. David didn’t mind even if his arm was super numb.

“Come on dude, movie’s over let’s blow this popsicle stand.”

“Okay Okay, I’m getting up.” Davi said, slowly unfurling his legs, “Shit they fell asleep.”

“That’s what happens when you sit like a fuckin’ gargoyle,” He poked him on the forehead.

Davi stuck his tongue out at him. They made their way out of the theatre, probably putting on a rather shit show of fake sobriety. The sham fell completely once they exited the theatre Davi broke out into a fit of giggles as the two of them staggered back to David’s car. They’d have to chill in Blueford for a bit while they sobered up, no way in hell he was driving like this.

He looked over at Davi to ask him how he liked the movie and the guy looked like he was about to shake his skin clean off,

“Oh my god dude you’re shivering like mad.”

“It’s cold!” Davi whined.

“Here.” David pulled his hoodie off and tossed it at Davi, “Put that on and quit whining,” He teased.

Davi pulled the hoodie on, it was pretty big on him. Davi wasn’t exactly a petite guy; he was easily five foot nine or something. He was just so thin, his cheeks were flushed from the alcohol and he looked like some giggling girlfriend in David’s too-large hoodie. He had to be less sober than he thought because the sight was making blood rush distinctly south and that was oh so not where it was supposed to be. He crossed his legs to make sure Davi didn’t see the absolutely humiliating situation. He was getting confused obviously, Davi was just looking even more like a girl than usual and his body was too stupid to remember he wasn’t into guys and definitely not this guy.

“You alright?” Davi asked, tilting his head.

“Wha? Yeah, I- Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You just look a bit warm,” Davide reached out to touch him.

He pushed Davi’s hand away before it could reach his face, “I’m good I’m good! I’m uh, I think I’m good to drive now.”

“You sure? I don’t mind waiting a bit longer, better safe than splattered on a wall or dead in a ditch you know?”

“I’m sure, don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” He ruffled Davide’s hair and started the car.

“You think I’m pretty?” Davi blushed.

“Well, I mean. I’ve got eyes dude,” Eyes he was making sure to keep aimed firmly at the road because he was pretty sure the whole boner situation would not be helped by whatever look Davi had on his face at that moment. It was time to drive back to Davi’s place.