McDonald's x KFC: A love story

The Colonel

   It had been a late night at work and all Micky could think about was his bed.
   When Micky got in his car he noticed his tire pressure was low, so he got out to check if something had happened. Someone had slashed his tires.
   "Son of bitch!" He whispered under his breath, "what do I do now." As he tried to figure out his options he got a call.
   *Buzz* *Buzzzzzzz*
   Micky checked to see who was calling. It was Colonel Sanders or as he called him Sandy. The mere thought of Sandy made him blush. He didn't know why he was so embarrassed when he thought about Sandy there was just something different.
   After a Moment's hesitation he answered the phone.
   "MICKY! What's up buddy? You're usually home by now." Micky and the Colonel had been roommates for a week or 2 now since they Micky started collage and the Colonel was looking for a place to stay.
   "H-hey Sandy," Micky stuttered nervously. "I was on my way home, but someone slashed my tires."
   "It's ok I can come pick you up"
   N-no it's fine I can..." The Colonel cut him off.
   "I'll be there in 5 minutes."
   Micky sat there anxiously waiting for the Colonel. He just couldn't stop thinking about him. He was tall and handsome. One time while getting ready for work Micky had ran into the Colonel right after he had gotten out of the shower. All he could do was stand there and stare when he saw the Colonel's abs. He thought about that a lot.
   As he sat there thinking he heard a loud honk. He nearly jumped out of his seat.
   "You just gonna sit there? Get in."  Micky calmed down it was just the Colonel.
   "Sorry, I'm coming." As he got in the car he turned to face the Colonel, "You scared me have to death you know!"
   "Sorry M," as he said this he ruffled Micky's hair. "I'll text ya next time."
   As the Colonel's rugged hands brushed against Micky's head he couldn't help to blush.
   "Thanks for picking me up."
   "It's no problem that's what friends do."
   It was a relatively quite drive home they talked a little about work and collage, but for the most part the my just enjoyed the drive home in silence.
  Mickey had a rough time sleeping. He just kept thinking about what the Colonel said, "It's no problem that's what friends do." Friends that's all they were, but deep down Micky knew he wanted to be more. He wanted to be next to the Colonel his strong arms rapped around him as they layed in bed talking and laughing. After a few restless hours of thinking their lack of a relationship he eventually fell asleep to the image of them lying in bed holding each other content with life and happy with eachother.