Welcome to my (fairly) regular weekly Flash Fiction Friday post, where I take the prompt words left in the comments of the previous week’s FFF post and use them in a new bit of flash.
Today’s flash fiction uses the 11 words (suck – my – dick – because – if – you – don’t – you’re – gonna – be – dead) that were left in the comments of the April 20 FFF post.
Technically they were given as a phrase and not individual words, but since they are song lyrics, and I’m not allowed to use those in published stories, I figured I’d play it safe and not use them put together like that in flash fiction, either (besides, I couldn’t quite figure out what to do with them as a phrase and still keep it blog-safe 😏 😇 💗).
This week’s scene picks up immediately where I left off way back on November 17, 2017 with Misadventures with Andy and Grant. You can expand the spoiler tag if you missed that scene or want a refresher. But basically, Andy and Grant are best friends, and Andy has just suggested that they bump their relationship up to the next level. Grant ended that last scene by saying, “Promise me this won’t fuck up what we already have.”
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This new scene is told from Andy’s 3rd-person POV:
Andy pursed his lips but nodded. “I promise I’m gonna try not to fuck up what we already have.”
“You won’t be weird?” Grant raised one neat brow. “Because if you turn into a dick and this friendship goes down the crapper…well…” Grant sighed. “That would suck. And not in a good way.”
“Why would I turn into a dick?” Andy rubbed the back of his neck and ignored the comment about things getting weird. “Weird” was probably an inevitable phase considering they’d been best friends since middle school. “Just…don’t set unrealistic expectations, or give up too early. Give us a chance.”
Grant lifted his chin, but Andy was one of the few people who understood that the reflexive tough-guy facade Grant displayed was cover for a fragile young man. “I need someone I can trust to pour my heart out to.” Grant’s voice quivered, and the troubled look in his eyes sent a shiver up Andy’s spine. “You’re that someone. I can’t lose that…you. Our friendship is the only thing that keeps me from being dead inside.”
Andy smoothed down his shirt. Maybe Grant was right. Maybe the risk was too great. But, he couldn’t help thinking that it might actually be the best idea he’d ever had. He took a deep breath and gazed steadily into Grant’s eyes. “We can take things really, really slow.”
“Okay.” Grant nodded and tapped the tip of his index finger on Andy’s chest. “Really slow.”
Awwww. So cute. That was not what I expected after that line 😀
Hmmm, words… “inflatable flamingo”, soda, orange, edamame, goldfish, lawyer, castle. Have fun 🙂
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Thank you! Nice words. An interesting mix. I’ll have to see what I can do with them! ♡