Oliver stares at the dress longingly, finding the way it fluttered in the wind and the lace at the bottom beautiful. Unfortunately, the dress was on a person, meaning that she was quick to turn around and give him a dirty look
He shifts his gaze over to Brian. Oh, God, his grin is f*cking hot!
"Staring at girls? I thought you were better than that," he jokes, nudging at Oliver's side.
Oliver chuckles nervously and shrugs it off, looking away. Somehow, Brian doesn't seem to catch on to the fact something is wrong and changes the subject after a moment.
"So, where's the next stop on our friend date, Oliver?"
He blushes and points to a small shop down the road. It's a little coffee shop, their final destination on the 'date'. If only it was a normal date.
They step into the shop, hit by the smell of sweet treats and coffee. Brian smiles and they head to the counter. Oliver lingers behind, watching Brian's hips move as he walks with a heavy blush
God, I'm going to Hell...