Being the impatient shit he was, Tyler began to shape the dough into a pizza shape. He poured on the barbecue sauce -
Wait. That wasn't barbecue sauce. That was… Pepsi.
Laughing loudly, Tyler yelled to the others in the living room, 'HEY! I PUT PEPSI ON THE PIZZA!'
"How the fuck?!" Michael asked, trying and failing to sound angry. Instead of sounding angry like he was trying to, he broke down into a fit of laughter against Adrik's side, giggling like a little kid
Tyler burst out laughing, coming into the living room and falling on the floor. 'Man, I got Pepsi on the fucking pizza. Wasn't even Coca Cola!'
"I repeat, how the fuck?!" Michael said between laughing
Smirking, Adrik nodded.
"Four. Leo, Jaxx, Luce, and my favorite, Baby." He chuckled.
"Leo is a BMW R1200GS dual-sport, Jaxx is a Ducati Monster 696, Luce is a Chopper, she's beautiful I'll tell ya, nothing like Baby though, she's a Ducati Diavel power cruiser." He thought of his bikes, a smile spread across his face.
'I… I don't fucking know!' shouted Tyler, still laughing. 'I thought it was barbecue sauce!'
Adrik chuckled a bit, smiling at Michael's giggles.
"Damn, you are adorable." He said, a bit louder than he intended.
'Who's adorable?' asked Tyler, suddenly sitting up. 'Michael? Oh my god… I FUCKING SHIP THAT SHIT! WOOOHOOOOOOO! MADRIK FTW!'
Michael spluttered a little at being called adorable. "Wha…No I'm not!" he squeaked, burying his face into Adrik's shoulder
"You are too." Adrik argued poking Michael's sides as he pushed him over and laid ontop of him and stuffing his face in his neck.
'Y'ALL!' shouted Tyler. 'Y'all, I sweartofuckinggod, that's why y'all are so close on that sofa. C-U-T-E!'
Michael made a noise that was half squeal and half laughter. "W-Wait, stop, I'm ticklish!" he squeaked out
Tyler laughed even more, 'If y'all're gonna do some, uh, frisky business, use one of the rooms upstairs, goddamnit.'
Adrik laughed, lifting his head.
"I thought you guys would have wanted a show." He said, giving them a fake pout before blowing on Michael's neck.
"Ticklish huh?" He smirked, poking his sides more, "That's too bad!"
"Quit!" Michael managed before ending up giggling uncontrollably as he tried to move away from Adrik
He laughed as he grabbed Michael's hips, easily pulling him closer, his jacket getting in the way he took it off, throwing it at Tyler as he stopped, allowing Michael to calm down before plopping himself down.
Tyler howled with laughter. 'This party is fucking crazy, y'all are.'
Michael covered his face with his hands, blushing like crazy. "Oh my god, what have I gotten myself into?"
Tyler reached into one of his bags that he still hadn't taken upstairs, found a random condom, and threw it at Micheal and Adrik. 'I don't want to be an uncle just yet.'
"What the fuck?!" Michael yelled, chucking it back at Tyler. "We just met my god!"
Adrik laughed, taking the condom and using his teeth to rip it open, a smirk spread across his face as he wiggled his eyebrows at Michael. He reached into his back pocket, fishing out a sharpie.
"Ready?" He asked.
Taking it out of the package, and blowing it up, tying the bottom and drawing a face on it. He handed it to Michael, sitting up and allowing himself to relax against the couch as he watched Michael's reaction.
Michael let out another confused and indignant shriek of "What the fuck?!!" before laughing a little, falling against the couch and pulling his hood over his face again
He chuckled, ignoring the sound of his phone going off as he was having to much fun at this point to care.
(Creativity level-0)
(lol) Michael peeked out from behind his hood. "You are a menace," he said, pointing at Adrik
Tyler fell to the floor, laughing once again. 'First of all, pepsi on a pizza, now a face on a fucking condom?'