Mikey:

It was about 3:30 p.m. on the night that I was taking Ray to dinner. He loves pizza and there's this really nice place in Belleville called Grimaldi's that served really nice pizza. (Real place.) I wanted to take him somewhere he feels comfortable. I looked in the mirror and saw that I looked like shit. My hair was greasy, I felt dirty, Get your minds out of the gutter. My clothes also smelled very bad. I tossed my clothes into my hamper and grabbed some clean boxers and went to take a shower.

While I was showering, I thought about Ray. His beautiful eyes, his poofy fro, his gorgeous smile, his ass.... oh shit. I looked down and saw that I was rock hard. Ray, of course, was still in the house. Ugh, you traitorous mind. Admit it Mikey, you get hard off of Ray. Shut up. Make me. I ignored my mind and started jerking off, trying to get rid of my stiffy. I accidently moaned out Ray's name rather loudly. I blushed, hoping no one heard me. I was starting to wash my body when I heard the door open.

"Um, who is it?"

"Mikey?"

"What Ray?"

"I heard you moaning and I thought I'd check it out. You're not cheating on me are you?"

I looked out of the curtain and saw him in a towel, like he was going to join me. Might as well play along.

"Oh yeah, I'm cheating on you with Billie Joe Armstrong in here baby."

"Hells yeah! I want in."

"Come on in then baby."

Ray throws off the towel and walks into the shower. I grab him by his waist and pull him in for a hot, steamy kiss. He grabs my ass and pulls me in closer, our members rubbing together. I let out a loud moan and Ray squeezes my ass harder.

"So, where are you taking us tonight Mikey?"

"Not telling you."

"Aww, I thought my sensuality would get you to tell me."

"It isn't working hot stuff."

"Okay then, I see how you play, see ya tonight."

And with that, he left the shower. Dammit. I yet again fixed my "situation" and stepped out of the shower. I went into my room and popped on my boxers, a nice pair of dress pants, a white v-neck dress shirt, a black dress jacket, and a pair of dress shoes. Hey, I may be sixteen, but that doesn't mean that I don't have style.

I fixed my hair to where it was slicked back and I put in some eye contacts that I had bought earlier today. I put on a thin line of eyeliner and looked at the clock. 6:30. Shit, we were supposed to be at Grimaldi's by 7:00 and it's a half-hour walk to the restaurant. Ray wanted to walk tonight due to the full moon. I ran downstairs and waited for Ray to finish up. He came out about a minute after me and he looked fabulous. Pretty much the same getup, but he pulled it off better than me in my opinion. I offered him my arm and we walked outside.

Ray:

Mikey and I walk outside and started for the restaurant.

"It's a beautiful night out Ray."

"But not as beautiful as you Mikey."

"Aww, you're making me blush."

"Good, color looks good on you."

We walked into town and were walking down the street, hand in hand when the insults started up.

"Hey! Get a room faggots!"

"Fags shouldn't be alive!"

"Burn in Hell sinners!"

I started to cry, knowing that they were obviously talking about us.

"Hey, calm down baby, it's okay, they are just being assholes. They are wrong. You are beautiful, don't let them tell you otherwise."

Mikey wrapped his arms around me and we continued to the restaurant. I want him to tell me where we're going now, but if it were farther away, I think he would have driven us.

"Can you please tell me where we're going?"

"We're here you twatface."

"Twatface? But I'm a guy."

"Exactly."

I look up at the sign and see big neon letters spelling, "Grimaldi's." I love this place a lot.

"Mikey! I love Grimaldi's! How did you know?"

"You love pizza."

"Oh yeah..."

We walked into the restaurant to enjoy a pleasant dinner.

Notes

Okay, this is part one of Date Night and I will post the rest tomorrow. Question of the night/day: If you were a superhero/villain, what would your name and powers be? I would be a villain, one of the cool ones like the Joker, my name would be Screamer and my powers would be extreme flexibility, the power of invisibility, emotion control, and mind reading.
Goodnight my lovelies! Sweet horrors and pleasant terrors!
XOXO
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