Empathy (a Shoey fanfic)

Ooops!

^Joey's POV^

After venting about my feelings, I looked on the internet for a fanfic to reenact. I probably should have at least skimmed through it to see what it was about, but I really didn't want to. I just picked the first one I came across. I might end up regretting that later. Oh well.

Shane: *walking into the room* Do you know what we'll be reading yet?

Joey: Yup. I'm printing it out now.

Shane: What's it about?

Joey: *rolls eyes* Us, obviously.

Shane: Duh, but what will we be doing?

Joey: *smirks* I guess we'll find out when we read it, now won't we?

I think the way I said that confused him, because his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Shane: *hesitant* What are you implying?

Joey: I was just saying that I didn't read it yet, so we'll find out what it's about when we read it. *pause* What did you think I meant?

Shane: *blushes* I wasn't sure; that's why I asked.

I'd never seen Shane blush before, and I must admit, it was one of the cutest things I've ever seen.

Joey: That was cute.

Oops! I didn't mean to say that aloud.

*Shane's POV*

Wait... Did he just say I was cute? Anyway, we should probably start filming.

Shane: Sooo, should we start filming?

Joey: We shall. We need to do the reading first.

Shane: Alright. Let's do it. *winks*

Joey: *squeals* SHANE!

Shane: I was kidding!

Joey: I know, but you still said it!

Shane: You do realize that we're about to read a fan fiction about us, right? You're going to have to deal with a lot more than that.

Joey: Yea, I know, but the fan fiction didn't just wink at me.

Shane: Touché.

Joey: Anyway, let's get going.

{AN: I'm not going to create another fanfic for them to read in this story, nor will I use someone else's work, so I'm skipping the reading part. So... Yea, continue.}

^Joey's POV^

So, this is the part where I regret not reading the story before picking it. If I had read it, I would have known that it included a shirtless make-out session, which would have led me to choose a different story. And when I say shirtless, I mean I had to be shirtless; not him. I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with that. I mean, I like him and all, but I'm not sure I'll be able to handle that much.

Shane: Are you ready to do this?

Joey: I guess so.

Shane: Well then, let's spill a drink on you and get you naked.

At that moment, I felt my face heat up and I knew I was blushing. Why do you do this to me, Shane? WHY?

Joey: SHANE! IT'S JUST A SHIRT!

Shane: I know, but it's fun to mess with you. Plus, you're cute when you blush.

He just said I'm cute again, and it only made me blush more. I tried to cover my face and change the subject.