Boyxboy Holiday Specials

3 Teasers

Alright! So I asked you guys if you wanted a funny story, serious story, or funny/serious mix. You guys asked for the teasers, so here they are! Along with rough draft descriptions of the stories and the possible titles!

#1- Funny Story

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                “Greyson?”

                Gideon’s voice snapped me out of my depressing thoughts. I turned to face him. “Hm?”

                “Why did Coach say you were staring at me?” he asked, glancing at me curiously.

                I felt my face heating up and cursed myself for my Irish paleness. Even the slightest blush stood out like a lighthouse on a dark, stormy night.

                “I was looking over to see who was performing a drill on that side. It just happened to be you,” I lied. “I wasn’t staring.”

                “Oh,” he said, obliviously believing my terrible lie. “Well, you really should pay attention. You could’ve gotten your nose broken.”

                “Yea,” I mumbled. Oh, how I loved Gideon’s concern for me.

                “I’m going to drop you off so we can shower, then I’ll pick you back up so we can go get dinner,” he said, pulling into my driveway.

                “Okay. When are you picking me back up?” I asked.

                “I’ll be here in thirty minutes. So don’t take an obnoxiously long shower,” he said as I got out of the car.

                I pouted. “I’m not a girl, Gideon.”

                “No, but you shower like one,” he said.

                “Fair enough. I’ll be ready when you get here,” I said, waving to him and heading into my house.

                I basically sprinted up to my shower and jumped in, washing my hair and body like my life depended on it. Gideon was right; I showered like a girl. I tended to take half hour long shower because I liked just standing in the warm water and reflecting on how horribly cliché my life was.

                I got out of the shower and hurried into my bedroom, pulling on clean clothes and towel-drying my hair. I pulled on a beanie to hide how awful and messy my hair was.

                The doorbell rang and I hurried downstairs, pulling the door open. Gideon raised an eyebrow at me.

                “You’re an idiot,” he announced.

                “What?” I asked in confusion.

                “Greyson, it’s called pants,” he said with a sigh.

                I looked down at myself and blushed. Oh my god. It was like that nightmare where you went to school without pants.

                Only the nightmare was my life, and I was currently in just my boxers in front of the love of my friggin’ life.

                “I’m going to go kill myself from embarrassment, and then I’ll put pants on and we can go,” I said.

                “I’ll just be down here waiting,” he said.