Ted x Chris The Kiss 3 FanFic

Ted walked back to the ally, holding two pizza boxes in his hand. The whole situation was still spinning in his head.

Chris kissed him. Chris kissed him! His friend, his straight friend kissed him! God how does that even happen?! And he just felt like it, no other reason, he just felt like it! Like it was the most normal thing in the world to just come up to your friend and kiss them smack dab on the lips!!

Yet, that feeling...that odd feeling that came over him when Chris did that.. 'The hell was that?? He shivered and tried to push the thought to the side.

It was just Chris being weird, teasing him probably. It was Chris course it was just him being weird right? Right?? It's not like that kiss was serious haha no definitely not.

Ted sighed threw his nose and walked into the ally, noticing Aiden laying on the ground kicking the trash can every now and then. But... "Where's Chris??"

Aiden glanced up at him and quickly stood up and took the box of pizza from Ted, opening it with a happy grin. "Dunno he kind of snapped then left."

"Snapped?" Aiden responded only by starting to eat the pizza, ignoring Ted's question. 

Ted huffed and sat down, setting the watermelon pizza next to him, quickly grabbing a slice and biting into it. The sweet wet taste of the watermelon filled his mouth and he sighed in content. Chris'll be back soon...right? "Save some for Chris, Aiden."

Aiden rolled his eyes and sat himself back against the brick wall, happily eating.

Ted shook his head and looked back up at the clouds, watermelon hanging from his mouth. Why would Chris snap at Aiden? Chris was always the happy one of the group, except in the past but well they weren't that young anymore. 

Maybe he was bothered by the kiss thing... Ted choked on his watermelon for a moment and coughed, quickly moving to hold it out of his mouth- No, no. No way was he bothered by it. Why would he be? Chris is rarely bothered by anything. There's no way something that small would get to him.

But it was bothering Ted.

Ted slumped against the tires, sliding down some against them. Suddenly he didn't really feel hungry. He shoved his half eaten slice into the box and shut it.

His hands clenched the sides of his arms and laid onto his side, facing the brick wall next to him. Why was this such a big thing? Why.

Why couldn't he stop thinking about it. It was bothering him so much, he just couldn't stop. The thought of Chris's lips against his, soft, warm...the slight hint of fish-flavored treats on his tongue. God, what was wrong with him...

Ted sighed and shut his eyes, maybe he just needs sleep. Sleep would be good for him right now. It might rest his nerves, calm him down. Yeah...