Fan Fiction |
by Hibiscus
“Yes!” Joe said as he hung up his phone. Mike looked over from where he was sprawled over on the sofa.
“What?”
“The photo-shoot got cancelled. Let’s play bball.”
“I’m too comfortable here.” Mike replied without moving.
“No, you are not.” Joe said, throwing a cushion at him. “Unless of course you are afraid I’ll whoop your ass at it a millionth time in a row.”
“Oh hell no, you did not just say that.” Mike got up. “Lemme change and we’ll see who beats who.”
As he moved from the room, a thought struck him and he turned back to Joe.
“Damnit.”
Joe laughed.
“It works every time.” Joe said, grinning.
Mike glared at Joe and left the room mumbling about rude people who played head games.
They drove to the small basket ball court a few miles from Mike’s apartment. It was in an out of the way park, secluded and usually they could avoid the prying eyes and clicking cameras of the paparazzi.
“So have you talked to Ariel yet?” Joe asked all of a sudden while dribbling the ball.
Mike missed a step and glared at Joe. “No.” he said shortly.
“Why not?” Joe said, seemingly oblivious of the discomfort Mike was in.
“I don’t wanna talk about this.” Mike said and tricked the ball away from him, shooting it into the hoop.
“Okay, fair enough.” Joe said.
They played without speaking for a few minutes, the exertion of the exercise making them sweat. Joe took off his shirt.
“So how pissed off is she?” Mike asked Joe, unable to help himself.
“Pretty.” Joe said. “Good luck.”
“Man…” Mike frowned.
Suddenly there was a click from the bushes and Mike and Joe both swung around to see a photographer flee the scene, waving his camera as he ran.
“Great.” Mike threw his towel down on the ground and sat down. “Tomorrow’s headlines: Gay Couple Sneaks off to Enjoy Naked Romp in the Basket Ball Court.”
“Or, ‘Caught Naked, Mike and Joe Reveal Passion for Each Other’.” Joe said.
They both cracked up. The media had a field day pairing Joe and Mike together.
“You owe me lots and lots for letting you use me as an effective screen for the torrid affairs you indulge in.” Mike faux-scowled at Joe.
“Affairs? Torrid affairs?” Joe grinned. “As if I’d cheat on my honey!” He batted his eyes at Mike.
Mike laughed.
“I don’t know why they insist on pairing me with you,” Joe continued. “They probably think you can’t resist my hotness like all the other women running after me!” He flexed his muscles and struck a pose.
Mike rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, if only they could see you eat. They’d still be running but in the opposite direction.”
Joe cracked up. “Don’t hate, Mike! I’m Joe, the Great!”
“Haha. More like, Joe, the Stomach!”
“Oh hey, what are you doing tonight?” Joe asked.
“Nothing. My manager wants me to go to some networking party thing.” Mike scrunched up his face in dislike.
“Wanna come to a party with me?”
“Whose?”
“Jiro’s birthday party. The boys are throwing him a surprise party.”
“I dunno, Joe, I don’t know him very well.”
“Who cares, it’ll be better than your networking party.”
“Seriously,hmm, sure. Let’s get really drunk tonight. Is Ethan going too?”
“Yeah, he’s friends with Wu Chun.”
“Sweet. Count me in then.”
“Great. Let’s go now.”
“Where?” Mike asked.
“To eat! I’m starving!”
“We just ate!”
“That was half an hour ago!”
Mike grinned and shook his head.