Movie Date - Kam Oneshot
Wrote this ages ago on my old oneshot book. Here it is!
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“What’s this stuff?” Tam asked, digging his hand, and pulling out a perfectly buttered, crispy piece of popcorn.
“Delicious.” Keefe smiled, as he pulled Tam along into the cinema. Keefe’s icy blue jerkin seemed to turn a cloudy grey under the dark of the movie theatre. Tam, wearing a special Batman shirt, stood out, the yellow seemingly reflected off . . . Keefe had no idea.
“Ugh, it’s always when I try not to draw attention to myself,” Tam said, tugging on his silvery bangs. Keefe smiled as he turned to his boyfriend.
“Why would you not want to draw attention to someone as beautiful as you?” Keefe asked playfully. Tam’s ears and cheeks turned a light pink. Keefe let out a soft melodious laugh as Tam rolled his river-like eyes.
“No cheese, Keefe,” Tam groaned. “Please.” Keefe smiled even wider, his grin reaching his trademark icy eyes.
“I’m not lying. You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” Keefe said honestly. Tam let out a breath neither of them knew he was holding.
“You cheated with that one, but I’ll allow it.” Tam conceded. Keefe pumped his fist.
“Bring on the parmesan.”
The two took their places right at the back, the heads of children and adults alike bobbing as they laughed at the screen.
“These trains suck,” Tam said. Keefe nearly spit out his popcorn.
“Trailers, you mean?” Keefe asked him, Tam folded his arms.
“I much prefer trains. But they suck.”
“Why don’t we call them trainers?” Keefe suggested a compromise.
“Only if we can both agree they suck.” Tam retorted. Keefe smirked.
“Deal.”
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“This sucks more than the trailers!” Tam yelled after the audience gasped after a predictable plot twist. “It’s so obvious Giselle is the villain! She literally smirks and says, ‘I’m worse than what you think.’ Is everyone in the movie just an idiot?” Tam raged.
“Not just in the movie.” Keefe said, perhaps a little too loudly. At least ten heads turned toward them, nine glaring at him, fire in their eyes, and one belonging to a little girl, who just looked confused. Tam giggled.
“If I hear anyone say Sofia is a good protagonist, I swear,” Tam cracked his knuckles. “That’ll be the last thing they say.” Another group of angry adults turned towards them, this time growling. Tam had to resist the urge to ask them if they wanted a treat.
“And Fitzgerald’s anger issues are literally plaguing Geraldfia’s whole relationship!” Keefe said. “I’m a Kevinfia shipper all the way.” Keefe huffed.
“Hmmm, more of a Tamasin x Kevin shipper. Tamkev?” Keefe considered his answer for a second before replying.
“Ooh, yeah, change my mind, Tamkev shipping all the way!” Keefe said. Tamasin is literally the most emo-person-with-a-tragic-backstory, and Kevin is the flirty-sunshine-dude-with-abusive-parents, and they’re perfect for each other.” The two of them squealed in delight.
Keefe suddenly noticed a boy, who looked around seventeen, walk up to them. He had a kind smile, but he looked bored and tired.
“Hello, I’ve been told to escort you two out, due to noise complaints. I’m sorry for the inconvenience.” The way he said it implied no room for further argument. Keefe huffed.
“We weren’t that loud.” Even Tam looked at Keefe like yep, we were.
“Please don’t make me call security.” Tam and Keefe looked at each other.
“No need for that we’re coming,” Tam said, grabbing Keefe’s hand before the blond could retort, and dragged him out. He was sure he heard the faint sound of applause as they left. After a moment of silence, Keefe blew out a breath and hunched over. Tam was on full alert. Was his boyfriend, okay?
Tam knelt a little to see Keefe’s face. He let out a whimper. Tam panicked. Was he really upset about not seeing the movie?
He broke out into a fit of laughter. Raucous, loud, laughter. Tam blew out a breath.
“Sorry, I, you, that- oh my gods!” Keefe tried to speak in full sentences, but he failed. Miserably.
“I’m glad you’re okay,” Tam spoke with relief in his voice. Keefe knitted his eyebrows together.
“And I thought it was my job to be the care bear.” Tam scoffed.
“You wish, Hunkyhair. Get used to me not making fun of you 24/7.” Keefe offered him one of his signature heart-warming smiles.
“I will.”
