High School Rp (Closed. Stalkers welcome)

Alistair held Chase's hand, tracing circles with his thumb, as they drove down the street. "Mind if I turn on the radio?" he asked, glancing over at Chase.

“I don’t mind at all,” Chase replied, turning on the radio himself so Alistair wouldn’t have to. He started humming quietly with the music.

Alistair hummed along with Chase and the radio as they drove to the diner. When they arrived, he went around the car as Chase got out and took his hand. Walking into the diner, they went to a booth and sat down.

Chase scooted close to Alistair arm looped his arm around his. Alistair’s arm was strong and corded with muscle, and Chase hummed, “I love you, Alistair.” He didn’t even notice the waitress walking up to them.

Also not noticing the waitress, Alistair put his arm around Chase's shoulder with a smile. "Love you, too, babe."
The waitress looked between Alistair and Chase for a moment, brows furrowed, before brightening and letting out a squeal. "ALISTAIR, why didn't you tell me you got a boyfriend?!?!" she demanded, putting her hands on her hips. "I thought we were friends!"

Chase whirled his head around, suddenly aware of the waitress. He snuggled closer to Alistair without realizing and then said, “Um, hi.”

Alistair grinned at the waitress. "Hey, Kendall!" he turned to Chase, "Chase, this is an old friend of mine, Kendall Willis," he turned back to Kendall. "Kendall, this is my boyfriend, Chase Goeman"
Kendall looked Chase up and down. "What did Alistair do to get a cutie like you?" she asked him.

Chase blushed furiously, “I, well,” He pulled me out of a dumpster, “He really didn’t even have to do anything.” Chase looked at Alistair with a small smile. Because Chase would’ve fallen in love Alistair no matter what he did. Chase blushed even more when he added, “I mean, he did kiss me.”

Kendall's eyes widened and she grinned. "OOOOH, Little Al finally had his first kiss!" she squealed, causing Alistair to turn bright red. Smirking, she leaned in towards Chase conspiratorially and whispered, "You may not believe it, but Alistair here has always been a big romantic."
"Kennie, stoooop," Alistair whined, covering his scarlet face with his hands.

“Little Al?” Chase turned to Alistair with with a grin, “You’re a romantic?” Chase licked his lips, his arms finding their way around Alistair’s waist. Chase kissed his boyfriend on the cheek, “Lucky for you…” Chase rested his chin on Alistair’s shoulder, “I find romantics to be the most adorable.”

Alistair turned an even brighter red (if that's possible) and ducked his head, but he couldn't help the grin that broke out over his face when Chase kissed him and called him adorable.
There was a small click and Alistair glanced up at Kendall.
"You two are soooo cute!" she sighed. "This picture is definitely going on the customer wall."

Chase looked back at Kendall, “You just took a photo of us?” Not many people had ever wanted to take a photo of Chase, and his face got a shade of red to match Alistair.

Alistair turned and buried his face in Chase's shoulder, his breath fanning on Chase's neck.
"How could I not? You two are just about the cutest couple ever!" Kendall exclaimed, grinning at them. "Anyway, guess I oughtta do my job. So, what can I get you two cuties to drink?"

“I’ll take a water I think,” Chase said, tilting his head on top of Alistair, “What do you want, babe?” He liked calling Alistair ‘babe’, it was just really cute.

"Orange juice, please," Alistair muttered from his rest on Chase's shoulder. He liked being called babe, it made him feel warm and fuzzy.
I could definitely get used to pet names…
As Kendall walked away, he lightly kissed the spot where Chase's neck and shoulder connected.
"So, whatcha gonna order for breakfast?"

“I dunno, darling,” Chase purred the ‘darling’ part. He really liked Alistair kissing him, “Maybe a breakfast sandwich, what about you?”

Alistair subtly kissed up Chase's neck a little more, grateful for the booth in the back and the lack of patrons in the diner. "I'm thinking an omelet," him hummed against Chase's skin. "Or possibly pancakes. Or both. What do you think, love?" he asked, kissing the spot under Chase's ear.

Chase hummed pleasingly, “Maybe the omelet,” He tilted his head so Alistair could get a better angle, “I’ll share my sandwich if you share yours…?”

"Sounds good to me," Alistair murmured against Chase's skin as he slowly kissed back down his neck, then up again, flicking his tongue against the sensitive skin under Chase's jaw. "I guess we'll have to wait until Kendall gets back."

Chase leaned in, murmuring, “I guess we’ll just have to wait…” A tiny shiver went up his spine as he closed his eyes and just enjoyed being with Alistair. Chase’s body pressed flush against Alistair, savoring the warmth.

"Doesn't sound too bad, does it, love?" Alistair hummed against his skin, again kissing the place where Chase's neck and shoulder met before gently sucking on the same spot.

Chase barely held in the moan. They were in public… Chase’s hand found Alistair’s and he started rubbing circles on it with his thumb as he drawled, “Doesn’t sound bad at all, darling…”

Alistair chuckled, glancing at Chase through his lashes. "I'm glad… who knows, it could take her a while."
He ever-so-slowly kissed a bit further up Chase's neck, sometimes flicking it with his tongue, before settling on one spot and sucking for a moment, then nibbling it softly.
That's going to leave a mark…

Chase couldn’t stop the moan that escaped his lips this time. Chase turned, pushing Alistair against the side of the booth before basically laying on him, his head in the spot between Alistair’s neck and shoulder. Chase purred, “My turn…” He started his parade of kisses, then copied what Alistair has done to him.

Alistair's breathing quickened, and he did his very best to hold in any sound and was nearly successful. But when Chase sucked that one spot… Alistair moaned softly, "Mmmmmm, Chase… babe…" He knew both of their necks would surely be full of love marks before the day was through. An idea he was not at all opposed to, in fact, he quite liked the idea of leaving his mark on Chase's soft skin.

Just as Chase was about to kiss Alistair again, he heard an all too familiar, sneering voice, “Quit it with the PDA, Gay-man.” Chase shrunk, withdrawing from Alistair, when Kemp stopped by with a frown. Chase didn’t meet the guy’s eyes, nor did he look a his boyfriend’s, fixing his gaze to the ground.

Alistair squeezed Chase's hand as he leveled a stare at Kemp. "What, are you jealous, Kemp?" he said with mock pity. "Too lonely for your own good?"

Kemp rolled his eyes, “I’m actually not a freak, I have a girlfriend.”
(Just to clarify, LGBT+ community is not ‘freaks’ and I support all gay/bi/pan/et cetera people, Kemp is just a jerk and a homophobe!)

Chase slowly looked up at Kemp with an annoyed, or maybe even sad, look as he said, “Can’t you just please leave us alone?”

Kemp waved a hand and said snarkily, “Can’t you just leave this café? I don’t want to see that while I’m eating.”

Suddenly Kendall appeared behind Kemp, as if out of nowhere, the owner, a lovely older woman by the name of May, at her side. Remaining unnoticed by Kemp, she held a finger to her lips.

Alistair smirked. "Your girlfriend must be one of the nicest people on the planet if she's willing to put up with you," he turned to Chase. "I wouldn't wanna date this guy for anything, would you?"

“No,” Chase agreed, just having Alistair there was a confidence booster, so Chase kissed him on the cheek, “Besides, there’s nothing anyone could ever do to make me leave you, love.”

Kemp scrunched up his face, “That is the most disgusting, wretched thing I have ever seen from two freaks. I’ve lost my appetite because of you,” Kemp spat on the floor next to them.