Chris decided to ignore the silly voices in his head. Jonny had asked him to go with him, that didn't mean it was some sort of date...
Just before they reached the restaurant, Jonny stopped walking. Chris followed suit, a little confused and worried. Jonny stared at Chris, and Chris stared back, both becoming entranced by the other's eyes. Then some force acted upon them, and slowly they both leaned in...
For Chris, it was like discovering that you've still got half a Hersey's bar in the fridge.
Like finally getting a perfect-sounding line written for a new song.
Like knowing you can power a treadmill just with your legs.
For Jonny, it was like finally getting off of work after a really long day.
Like winning a thousand games of football in a row.
Like finding that the hat you really wanted is still in the store and on sale.
For both of them, it was like everything they'd ever hoped it would be.
"I've liked you for a really long time, Chris," Jonny said. "I was just... too afraid to ask..."
"I know, I was afraid, too. But... I'm glad you asked."
Jonny smiled and laughed a little. "I'm glad you said yes."
"Of course," Chris cheerfully replied. "For you I would always say yes."
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