RING

Ross groaned into his soft blue pillow.

RING

"Shut up," he groaned.

RING

"I'm up, Jesus," he groaned, sitting up slowly and yawning. He reached over to his bedside table and grabbed his phone. His eyes widened at the time displayed on the softly glowing screen. 4:30. That is pretty late. He looked up to his window quickly, indeed seeing a darkening sky.

His phone started ringing again and he looked down at the caller idea. Alex Smith appeared on the screen, and without hesitation he unlocked his phone and answered.

"Hello," he asked, getting up from his bed and walking towards his closet.

"You almost here, mate," Smiff asked, sounding impatient.

"Almost where," Ross asked confused.

"Yogtowers, duh. Remember we are all going out to dinner," Smiff huffed, sounding irritated at his friend.

Ross' eyes widened as he remembered. "Shit I forgot, did you guys already leave? I don't have any petrol in my car(that's what they say there right? Petrol not gas? Fuck I dunno)" Ross muttered.

"Yeah, mate. We waited awhile for you, but after twenty minutes we figured you left without us," his friend explained. He heard him talking to someone else where he was. Ross faintly heard.

"He forget?"

"Yeah," his red-headed friend huffed. "Okay, listen Ross. Be ready in ten, I'm coming to pick you up. If you aren't ready I'm leaving you," Smith warned.

"Alright, alright," Ross huffed, then ended the call. He sighed and looked around his messy room. Heading to the closet he got out a simple T-shirt and hoody. He slipped on dirty jeans from the hamper, and walked out of his room.

Just as he reached the kitchen he heard a knock at the door. "Coming," he called, walking out the door grabbing his wallet, keys, and phone off the kitchen counter.

He reached the door and pulled it open, revealing his red-headed friend. He wore a simple black T-shirt and red jacket over it, the look very familiar since he wore it in a lot of videos they filmed. "Didn't you wear those jeans yesterday," Smith asked, pointing towards Ross' legs.

"Yeah... Were you staring at my ass, Smith," Ross chuckled, following him out the door.

He walked besides his friend out of his flat towards the car. As the reached it, Ross opened the door, but before he could sit down Smith leaned into his ear closely and whispered," Maybe I do. Got a problem with that?"

Ross visibly gulped, blushing bright red. Smith looked so casual, besides the smirk playing on his lips as he got into the car. They both sat down, and were soon on the way to the restaurant.

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"Jesus Christ," Smith groaned, leaning his head on the steering wheel.

"Who would've known traffic could get so bad this fast," Ross muttered, looking behind them to see a long line of cars, their bright headlights lighting up the highway.

"You text Trott," Smith asked, looking over at his dark haired friend.

"Yeah, he said they'll wait for us. But I dunno how long they will have to wait," Ross muttered.

"Truth or dare," Smith asked, staring at his friend a wide mischievous smile on his face.

"Hmm," Ross asked, turning his head towards Smith.

"Gotta pass the time somehow, mate. Truth, or dare," he repeated.

"Uhhh, truth. Are we playing dirty," Ross asked.

"Sure. Um... When was the last time you slept with somebody," Smith asked eagerly, a smile on his face as he tapped his thumbs on the steering wheel to the beat of an Ed Sheeran song.

"I dunno, couple weeks maybe? Just a one night stand though... truth or dare," Ross muttered, heat rising to his cheeks.

"Dare," Alex laughed.

"Dare you to poke your head out of the sun roof and flip everyone off," Ross came up with after awhile.

His friend merely shrugged, unbuckling his seatbelt and opening the sunroof. He put both of his knees on arm rest and stuck his head and arm out. But Ross wasn't really worried about that, he was more worried about the fact that his friends ass was in his face, and that his friend had a nice ass.

A woman behind honked at him, sending Smith into a fit of laughter as he sat back down. "Haha, did I give you a nice view, Rossy," Smith laughed, raising his eyebrows at his friend.

"Yes, actually... And truth by the way," Ross flirted back, a smile playing on his lips as well. They played on for about thirty minutes. Every time Ross picked truth, whilst Smith varied with his choices.

"C'mon mate, one dare," Smith begged his friend for the tenth time.

"God fine, if it will shut you up," Ross groaned, tired of his friends constant begging.

Smith put on a face of concentration, obviously trying to think of a good dare. His face was very amusing to Ross. "Thinking of a good one, mate," Ross teased.

"Shutup... Why are you staring at me," Smith asked bitterly.

Ross blinked. Was he staring at him? His mind slowly came to the resolution that he was indeed staring at his friend, taking in his red messy hair, facial hair, pale skin, pale blue eyes. For some reason he found it attractive at the moment. "A-am not," Ross stuttered back defensively.

"Are too," Smith replied, crossing his arms like a young child.

"No I am not," Ross argued, pouting.

"Fine, then kiss me," Smith whispered.

"I beg your pardon," Ross gasped.

"I dare you to kiss me. If you weren't staring at me, then you won't mind. Won't make a difference," Smith repeated, turning towards his friend completely.

Ross' face turned beat-red, staring at his friend in disbelief. It was a dare though, and Smith's lips did look oddly kissable. "O-okay. Fine, it's a dare after all," Ross mumbled.

They sat their awkwardly for a moment. Ross was deciding how to make the move, whilst Smith was waiting, rather impatiently. In the end, Ross laid an awkward hand on Smith's cheek, and leaned forward, pushing his lips against the other's softly.

After a moment, they both pulled back, eyes wide at how amazing that kiss felt. "S-see. Wasn't a big deal-" Smith started but was cut off by Ross's lips once again, but this time the kiss was lingering.

Ross' blue eyes were closed, his hand now cupping Smith's face not so awkwardly, and his other hand steadying himself as he slowly made his way closer to smith. Smith's eyes were wide, paralyzed by the fact that his friend was kissing him. But, by the time Ross found himself straddled in Smith's lap, his eyes were closed as well, kissing back with equal passion.

Their tongues moved together, both fighting for dominance, Ross' ultimately winning. Smith placed both of his hands on Ross' waist, rubbing circles as his friend's tongue invaded his mouth.

They felt on top of the world... Until a car horn honked behind them, startling both of them. They both looked up, lips swollen and red. Out the window the noticed the cars were moving now.

Ross quickly shifted back into his seat, clearing his throat as they drove down the highway once again.

They finally made it to the restaurant, and as they walked up to greet their friends, Smith whispered into Ross' ear," Want to play Truth or Dare later?"

Ross nodded eagerly in response, blush tainting his cheeks.

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This is completely different then how I envisioned it. It was gonna have more sexual stuff but oh well. This was requested by... *pauses to check comments* : Phoenexclaw77. Thanks! Don't forget to request, okay byyyeee.