*tips fedora* friendzoned again
Steven exited the bathroom, having washed his face. He felt a bit better, but everything was a blur. Anthony, even Adam... It was all moving too fast. His mind could barely comprehend it.
I need to talk to someone... Maybe GaLm? I... Yes. We've been friends longer than anyone else here, he thought, grinding his teeth together anxiously. He walked into the living room to find a barely awake GaLm making a bowl of Cheerios for a half asleep Smarty. Steven felt a smile tug at his lips. He couldn't stay upset with these two dorks around. He skipped a bit more cheerily into the kitchen, leaning on the counter. GaLm turned around and noticed him, a fairly full bowl of cereal in his hands.
"Oh! You're up?", GaLm laughed, seeming to be very agreeable this morning. Steven cautiously nods, not wanting to explain just yet just how long he's been awake.
"Er, yeah. By any chance, have you seen Anth or Adam?", Steven queried, not wanting the two to be around for his heart-to-heart with GaLm. However, his eyes twitched when he processed GaLm's response.
"Oh, uh, no, but Anthony sent me a text explaining that they went out to get breakfast." GaLm pauses, noticing the look of... fear? on Steven's face.
"Hey... you alright?"
"No. I... I need to talk. To you. I need to talk to you." GaLm nods, his internal instincts starting to kick in. He wondered briefly what Adam and Anthony had done to hurt one of his closest friends. He felt a smile creep to his lips as he walked out of the kitchen, into the living room, thinking of the phrase 'Mama Glammy'. He sets the bowl of Cheerios down on the coffee table in the living room, before putting his hands on his hips.
"John?"
"Ghhhh... Yes?"
"I got you your goddamn cereal."
"...Wh- Oh! Thanks, Anthony!" GaLm rolled his eyes and walked away, but noticeably had a much larger grin. He headed down the hallway with Steven several feet ahead of him. When he finally paused, Steven turned to him, tears almost already blooming in his eyes.
"A- GaLm. I n-need to call you GaLm..." GaLm nodded, motioning for him to continue.
"It's just a mess... I... Anthony and I... After the drinking and stuff... W-We kinda... well we mostly played video games, b-but then... We kissed a-and I-" GaLm cut him off, his eyes lighting up.
"Wait, really? This is great! You two would be so perfect and I know all the fans are r-" GaLm quieted down when he saw Steven's expression.
"Ghaa... N-No... But then Adam came into my room this morning a-and said... He s-said... That he and... Anthony... are a th-thing..." GaLm frowned sternly, before wrapping his arms around Steven.
"Would you like me to talk to Anthony?"
"N-No, I... I'm fine."
"You aren't. Besides, its rude for him to lead you on like that.", GaLm whispered, pulling away. Steven sniffled, a look of nervousness on his face, but nodded.
Adam laughed cheerily as he walked down the street, Anthony by his side. He felt warm all over, content. Anthony snorted before opening his mouth.
"Jesus, I didn't think you knew that much about vore..." Adam's laugh fell into a soft chuckle.
"What can I say? I'm a pursuer of knowledge." Anthony rolled his eyes, scoffing.
"Yeah, 'knowledge'. Real academic there." The both of them fell quiet as they reached the small restaurant.
"So, this is Lafayette?"
"Uh huh. Trust me, you'll like it." After they walked in and were seated at a two-person table, Anthony sighed.
"So, what were you needing to talk about?"
"Well, ah, Anthony. I-" He broke off, looking up as a waiter approached them. He, a bit blandly, asked what they'd like to drink. They both quickly responded with 'water', the waiter walking off briskly.
"You were saying?"
"Er- Yeah, yes. Anthony, I just think that I... have feelings for... you." Anthony froze, feeling a bit put on the spot.
"O-Oh. Well... God... I'm... I apologize, but... I just see you as a friend..." Adam kept smiling, but his heart was tearing apart. He had been so ready, but apparently Anthony needed a bit more pampering.
No matter, he thought, it isn't like he has anyone else to- Adam's thoughts were interrupted abruptly as Anthony continued.
"Actually, I... Well... I have feelings for someone else..." Adam's smile got slightly wider, his eyes strained. He whispered 'who', but no sound came out.
"I... St-Steven." Adam opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't speak as the waiter returned with their drinks.
"Thank you!" Adam finally said, directed at the waiter, picking up his cup. He gripped it so hard that it was a wonder it didn't shatter.