Simon didn't want to work at Denny's, but if he wanted to pay his rent, he would have to. Denny's wasn't too bad anyway, 17 dollars an hour was something he could work with. He woke up with a little bit of a stuffy nose and a cough, it didn't bother him though. He can't afford to be late. He drives to his work in his outfit and his hair untamed. His drifts into his designated parking spot and rushes to get out of his car and into his work. He jiggles his keys out of his pocket and opens the front door. He finds his co-worker, Prince, leaning on the wall, filing his long nails. Simon hated Prince, there wasn't enough time they could spend together or remarks they could make about each other to change that. When they were young they'd fight constantly, and it was always push and pull. Simon would get mad, Prince pushed, and Simon pulls back. Simon never knew why he kept him in his life, but Prince knew. Prince knew that he made him feel complete, why be a manipulator with no one to manipulate? And he knew that Simon needed him to make him feel complete, too. There's no way he'd be where he was without Prince. Prince antagonizing Simon was what motivated him to be better. It might not be what Simon wants to hear, but he knew it was the cold truth.
"Took you long enough" Prince montones, Simon scoffs.
"Shut the fuck up, my alarm didn't go off."
"Hm, does it look like I give a shit? You had to clean the dishes."
"Maybe if I was 30 minutes late you could've started them for me."
"I didn't just start washing them, I finished washing them." Prince nonchalantly looks down at his nails and starts filing again.
Simon was took aback by this. He would never.
"Quit lying bitch, you didn't even touch them."
"No, I'm being serious. You can walk in there and see all of those dishes and they'd be pearly white."
"Fine."
Simon's storms out from the front office and goes back to the kitchen. He finds his mouth to drop when he sees all the dishes that he was supposed to wash clean.
"..." Simon stands silent for a moment "What did you do to Prince? Who are you?"
"Haha, very funny."
"Whatever, normal Prince would never do this"
"Okay, believe what you wanna"
An alarm goes off in Princes pocket. "Well, I guess the store opens now."
Simon checks his phone, the block numbers display "6:30"
"Get behind the desk and serve" Simon demands
"So bossy..." Prince says gayily, and stands behind the desk, ready to seat people. Simon stands in the kitchen, ready to cook food.
The day goes by, slow and surely. Before they knew it, it was already closing time. Luckily for Simon, it was payday, so after work, he went straight to the welfare office and paid his rent. He then went grocery shopping, getting necessities. Simon had a tiring day and was ready for bed when he heard something hit his window slightly. He looks down out from his window and sees Prince with about 14 paper airplanes with broke tips, flying each one repeatedly at his window. What the fuck is he doing? I'm gonna fucking kill him! Simon checked his phone, it showed "11:42" Does he know how fucking late it is?? He opens his window ever so slightly.
"Do you know how late is it??" Simon exclaims.
"No actually, what time is it?"
"11:42! Goddamnit my neighbors are gonna kill me!"
"At least you'd die pretty!"
"WHAT?" Simon's eyebrows fly off of his head
"I said at least you'd die petty!"
That was most definitely not what he said and Simon knew it.
"Whatever nerd, if I let you in will you stop yelling and spare me of an eviction?"
"Yes!!"
And with that, Simon opened his window all the way and Prince did no more than skip over to his window. Once he climbed in, Prince sat on his bed.
"Who said you could sit in my bed?"
"I did"
"Whatever"
"Anyway, I came here because I just wanted to ask if you okay, because I noticed you didn't look so good today. Gotta make sure my co-worker is okay."
Okay, who actually took Prince and who is this replacement? He would never say that. Prince checking up on Simon was unheard of.
"What? You come over at my house at 11:42 pm to ask me if I was okay because I didn't look good? Are you on something? Seriously. I'm worried."
"Actually, I wouldn't just come over here at 11:42 pm JUST to ask if you were okay. I brought some aspirin and tissues."
"..." Simon wasn't even surprised at this point, he was angry. "How much."
"What?"
"How much money are you getting paid to do this?"
"Simon, I'm not getting paid anything. The bar would have to be super low for me to even think of getting paid to ask you if you were okay. That is totally not cool."
"Then why all the sudden are you acting gay?"
"Gay? I was just checking you because who else is gonna cover for me when I'm on a vacay? It sure as hell isn't gonna be Sara."
Simon could at least laugh at that, if Simon and Prince hated each other, Sara and Prince absolutely despised each others existence. Simon was pretty sure that Prince tried poisoning Sara.
Prince always had an ulterior motive, it was never just plain and simple with him. Simon didn't know if his ulterior motive was to kill him or kiss him.
"Look man, I know we've had our differences but I have a genuine feeling to look out for you. I love you, dude."
I love you, dude
The words circled around his head, screaming at him repeatedly like a martyr. He suddenly felt his stomach creep up to his throat. He felt stiff, like the world just slowed down and froze. Prince must've noticed because he opened his mouth to question his actions.
"Wake up loser what's got into you?"
Simon saw his mouth move in a pattern. Open, close, and repeat. He didn't hear a thing. His mind was to occupied computing everything around him and what Prince had previously said.
I love you, dude.
I love you, dude.
I love you, dude.
"What are you doing- mph!" Princes sentence was ended short with a pair of lips that met his. Simon felt that he didn't adjust at first, but then felt an exhale near his ear. It was the feeling of Prince melting into the kiss.
He wanted to stay there forever, he wanted to stay with him in this position forever. But his morals and self respect pulled him out of the kiss. They both took the chance to catch their breaths , leaving a pause of time for them to just sit in silence.
"I-I don't know why I did that-"
"Shut up, dumbass"
And with that, Prince practically jumped on him, quick to reciprocate the kiss. He fiddled with Simon's hair and uses him like a doll. With the way he was acting, Simon could tell he wanted to be his. One side of his brain thought "No way, he hates you!" But the other side wouldn't really mind spending his life with him.
