Evan has never fought anyone physically once in his life. In hockey he might have gotten a little aggressive, but that's it. If it wasn't for hockey he would be jello right now.

Weston swings again and punches Evan right in the nose. Something cracks and blood starts dripping. He ignores this and punches Weston in the chest multiple times until he falls over again. "Stop fucking fighting!" Delirious shouts again, but both men ignore him and continue pushing and shoving. Vanoss pushes Weston hard on the shoulders. So hard he falls backwards down the slight hill. Jonathan groans and follows the bleeding Evan down the hill. Weston thankfully stands up and swings at the closest target. He punches Delirious right in the jaw. Triggering his concussion. The man falls to his knees as his works goes dark. Evan freaks out and grabs Weston by the collar. Evan rounds his arm up and punches Weston so hard that his piercing actually leaves a gash in Vanoss's knuckles and the man goes unconscious with a black eye. Evan groans and falls beside Delirious, "Oh no, come on. Get up." Jonathan moans in pain, but uses all of his strength to lift himself up. He knows there's no way in hell Vanoss could carry him to the truck.

"Here, you stay in here and I'll go grab our stuff," Evan explains, but before rushing off Jonathan grabs his hand. The brown eyes whip around, "What's wrong?"

"Your nose... Why'd you do it?"

"What?"

"Fight him," a half awake Delirious answers. Vanoss sadly smiles and places Jonathan's hand on his sore cheek. He sighs, "Because, no one can mess with my Delirious." Evan walks away, leaving a smiling Delirious.

When Evan starts up the hill he notices that Weston must have left. A dark feeling hits him. Like a weight is put on his shoulders. Why did he fight with him? There's no reason to...

A knock on the window scares Delirious. He turns and meets Weston. He frowns and rolls down the window. "Are you alright?" He immediately asks. Delirious nods, "Yeah, my head hurts a little bit. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, my nose is broken, I think. I'm so sorry for approaching you guys. You were obviously on a date."

"It's okay. You know, I remember who you are, and I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for? I'm the one who broke up with you. For a stupid career I didn't even achieve..."

"I thought you did," Delirious places his arm on the frame of the window. Weston frowns and bites his lip, "I- Uh, didn't..." Jonathan shifts in his seat. He pulls his shirt over his hips and below his rear-end. "What do you mean you didn't? You told me you ran a clothing line for plus size men... For me," Jonathan explains with a little confusion in his voice. Weston sobs, "I work at the fucking drive thru at McDonald's... I gave up that dream when I realized I gave up something that meant more to me. I also had terrible ideas."

"Why'd you lie to me then?" Jonathan's hand tightens on the window frame. "Because... I don't know. I wanted to seem cool to you."

"Liars aren't cool."

"Jonathan I'm sorry I lied."

"You broke up with me for something you didn't even do. Then you quit the thing you wanna do because you realized I was more important!?" Jonathan's voice cracks, "You made me feel terrible after you left. I felt disgusting. Fat. Ugly."

"Jonathan..."

"Weston, please don't come near me again. I don't want to see you."

"Fine you fat ass!" Weston shouts and it echoes throughout the park. The sound of a fragile heart breaks too. Tears stream out of the ocean eyes. Anger boils in his blood. "YOU NEVER LOVED ME YOU BIG. FAT. LIAR!" Delirious yells and jumps out of the truck. His hands wrap around Weston's neck. Jonathan gets close to him after pinning him on the ground. His mouth barely moves with his threatening words, "You used the thing you know I'm most sensitive about against me. I may be fat, but at least I'm not an asshole."

Evan sprints down the hill with the date stuff. He rushes over to Delirious pinning Weston down. Suddenly Evan is feeling what Jonathan was feeling a little while ago; hot. The lustful feeling disappears when Evan notices that Jonathan's hands are wrapped around Weston's neck. He drops the stuff and runs over. He pushes Delirious off. They tumble over. Evan places his hands on Jonathan's chest. Jonathan heavily sighs and wraps his arms around him.

Weston coughs and stands up. He spits and storms away from the couple. Hopefully never to be seen again.

In the truck ride home Evan questions Delirious about the fight, "Why'd you two go at it?"

"He, uh," he sighs and runs his fingers through his wacky brown hair. Evan frowns at him, "You don't have to tell me."

"No, we need to start being true each other," Jonathan demands and clears his throat, "He called me a fat ass and I flipped, because he's always called me things that meant the opposite."

"He's an asshole," Evan chuckles, "plus he's wrong. You're awesome, handsome. Your size is the best. I love it. I love you for you. You're an amazing cuddler by the way." Jonathan smiles and grabs Evan's hand in the center console, "Thanks. Your lips are amazing. Their life soft cookies as soon as they get out of the oven." Laughter fills the truck as it speeds away from the park.

"WHERE WERE YOU? I WAS WORRIED SICK ABOUT Y'ALL!" CaRtOoNz stands in the center of the doorway to Jonathan's house. His hands on his hips and his angry face placed. As the boys walk in he stops both of them. "Evan, what the hell happened to your nose? Delirious your fucking cheek is bruised!" He pushes them into the house and slams the door shut.

They sit on to the couch and Luke's lecture begins, "What the hell happened?" Like innocent children, Evan and Jonathan turn and look at each other before answering Luke, "Weston found us."

"You're fucking kiddin' me!"

"I fought with him first," Evan admits.

"First?!" Luke's voice cracks as he screeches. 

"I fought him second, but he'll never show up here again!" Delirious tries defending himself and Vanoss.

"Y'all are fucking grounded," Luke states seriously, but then he bursts out laughing, "I'm fucking glad y'all took care of him. You guys are a power couple!" They chuckle and intertwine their fingers.

Upstairs in Jonathan's bedroom he finds Evan sprawled out on his bed. "Uh, what are you doin'?"

"Let's continue what we started. Watching you choke out Weston really changed me," Evan purrs, but can't help chuckle at the last part. Jonathan smiles and crawls into bed with him. "All this fighting and fixing after the fighting is really tiring," Jonathan admits, but kisses Evan anyway. He lightly kisses the white bandage over his darkened nose. Evan pulls him in for a deep kiss, some tongue action goes on as well. Suddenly their hands start moving, without their minds attached. Jonathan pulls away quickly and glances at Evan. It's only the first date and they were about to get dirty, plus no one has ever seen him completely naked before. Jonathan swims in deep chocolate eyes. He searches for a hint that Evan is the one. That he'll love Jonathan's body for what it is.

Jonathan has no idea how much Evan truly loves him.

His body is like a beautiful garden to Evan, waiting to be explored and examined for all its extravagant flowers.

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