Colin has had a gigantic crush on Gilbert ever since...we'll ever since the first day they gained sentience. He really wanted to look cool, classy, and suave when he was around the globe, but Colin wasn't exactly what you would call a great charmer.
His method of flirting involved boasting, making fun of others, and occasionally trying to trap unsuspecting victims in his confusing (and terrifying) digital world. No matter what he would do to impress Gilbert, it always seemed to end the opposite of how he wanted it to.
Gilbert was just annoyed by Colin's presence in general. He didn't like how the computer would preach about how great he was. In Gilbert's eyes, the computer was too ethnocentric for his liking.
Unfortunately, Colin didn't know how to take any hints (one would wonder if any words made it through that thick head of his). Today, he was going to ask Gilbert on a date. Maybe then he could prove to the other male that he was absolute boyfriend material.
The tall, blue headed male confidently strode towards the brunette sitting on the couch.
Gilbert, twiddled his thumbs, choosing to ignore Colin's presence. He wasn't really in the mood for any more of Colin's ghetto scenes, or his long lectures of how smart he thought he was.
Colin just stood beside the couch, waiting for the right time to say the words.
Now
Now!
He pushed his black rimmed glasses up and rubbed the back of his neck, swallowing the huge lump in his throat. A queasy feeling washed over the man, as he thought about what he was about to do. Why was he so nervous? He wasn't afraid to talk to Gilbert after he had just tortured the tenants of this household, so why was he scared now?
"Can I help you?" Asked Gilbert, snapping Colin back to reality.
"U-Uh!" Colin stammered, trying to find the right words to say. It seemed so easy before this moment, but everything is easier said than done. The computer always had a great vocabulary of words to say, except for when he needed them.
Gilbert frowned, awaiting an answer from the frightened looking man in front of him.
Colin finally released a clump of words that Gilbert wasn't expecting to hear any time soon. "Um...so...s-some time, maybe, would you probably want to go...out...? Like, with me...?"
The brunette's eyes widened slightly, and he stared at Colin with a confused look on his face. "Colin...are you asking me on a date...?".
Colin liked him???
Of course that would explain all his failed attempts at flirting with him, but the fact still caught him by surprise.
The computer nodded, a faint blush tainting his cheeks. "Yes, you fuck ass, I'm asking you on a date," he spoke in a bashful, yet unimpressed tone.
Gilbert chuckled softly to himself, taking some time to think about his answer. Although Colin was without a doubt, sort of an asshole, he was curious to see what lengths He would go to try and impress him.
"I can't," Gilbert answered.
Colin's turquoise eyes grew wide, and he furrowed his brow, upset with the answer he had received.
"Wh...well why not?!?" He asked in a flustered fury.
Gilbert laughed at how disappointed Colin looked. "Because, you haven't given me a time, place, or date, asstown~"
Colin's face flushed and he pushed up his glasses, angry at himself because he basically stepped into that awkward baseball game of dialogue.
The computer decided on the important factors of their date, and Gilbert answered him with a flirtatious maybe.

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The day had come, and Colin was already at their meeting place, ten minutes early. He ran his hand through his blue hair, and adjusted his black bow tie. He hadn't really dressed himself up for this date -he didn't want Gilbert to think he was trying to hard. He just wore his normal checkered sweater vest, and brown pants. He hoped that Gilbert wouldn't dress better than him. He didn't want to look like he didn't prepare at all.
The male glanced at his wrist watch; 6:19 pm! Gilbert was supposed to be here here almost 20 minutes ago. He didn't realize how much time had passed while he was sitting alone. He tried not to jump to conclusions. Maybe the globe was running late, or had lost track of time.
The wind blew by, and before he new it, it was 6:40 pm. Gilbert probably wasn't coming. Colin felt like such an idiot for getting his hopes up, and believing that he was actually going to show up.
He started to trudge back home with his head down, kicking small rocks angrily out of his path. Suddenly, he bumped into a short figure, and they let out a soft grunt. Looking down, he realized he had just bumped into his date.
His brown hair was tied in a messy pony tail, and he wore a brown jacket, with a white dress shirt, and a globe themed tie. He left his glasses at home, making his different coloured eyes stand out.
"Gilbert!" He exclaimed. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there...!"
Gilbert huffed, and nodded, stepping back a bit. "Yeah, it's fine. You weren't going to ditch me, were you?"
Colin snickered, and started to lead the slightly shorter male down the path. He was quite proud of the place he had picked for them to visit. He thought for sure that Gilbert might like it. He didn't even care that he was 40 minutes late, he was just glad he was there by his side. He wouldn't stop smiling like the nerd he was.
"I think you'll really like where we're going to," Colin said to Gilbert.
The brunette chuckled "Oh really..?" He observed the colourful man walking next to him. This was one of the rare times where he wasn't angered with the computer's habits. He gave Colin the benefit of the doubt, hoping that on this date he would be less of an asshole.
The bliss only lasted for a couple moments, as already, Colin started to talk about himself. Gilbert knew it was too good to be true. Listening to Colin grew more tedious by the moment. He didn't even notice when, or why the computer got silent.
Colin stared down at Gilbert's empty hand. According to his sources (what he saw on the Internet) it was deemed appropriate to hold hands during a date. He gently brushed his hand against Gilbert's.
On impulse, Gilbert pulled away. Colin blushed, embarrassed by his actions. He shoved his hands in his pant pockets instead, picking up the pace of his walking.
Gilbert didn't notice how bad he made Colin feel, he could only pay attention to the awkward silence between them. He wasn't the only one dreading the lack of dialogue.
Colin walked out on the street, not paying attention to oncoming traffic.
"Colin, WATCH OUT!" Gilbert yelled, as he pushed him out of the way of the speeding red car.
As the computer landed on the pavement, the last thing he heard was the screech of rubber against ash-vault and the worried voices of spectators. His pale hands were shaking, and tears were brimming in his eyes. He was expecting one thing to go wrong on this date, but not something this terrifying!
His breathing was raspy, and he was too afraid to look back on the scene that had unfolded.
"Hey," the harsh voice cut his thoughts like paper. Colin turned around relieved to see Gilbert's blue skin, brown hair, and short, slim build still together in one piece. Gilbert lent the quivering  male a hand, and helped him up off the ground, leading him safely to the other side of the street.
"Pay attention to where you are going next time," he advised.
Colin nodded, still dazed from what just happened. "I'm sorry..." He mumbled.

~ ~ ~

Colin continued to lead Gilbert on to the mystery meeting place, trying his best to at least make small talk.
His attention shifted towards an ice cream truck that had just came to a stop. He glanced at the very bored looking Gilbert. Maybe some ice cream would improve his mood.
"Hey Gilbert, are you hungry?" He asked.
The globe shrugged "I guess..."
Colin grinned. "Stay right here..! And close your eyes..!" He dashed off towards the ice cream truck.
Although the instructions were foolish, Gilbert did as he was told, shutting his eyes. He secretly prayed that Colin wouldn't walk too far, and accidentally get run over.
He soon returned with two vanilla cones, one for him, and one for Gilbert. As he approached the blue male, he stopped.
Gilbert was standing there with his eyes closed, and fists clenched tightly. Colin eyes the male up and down, from his brown hair, green highlights, snub nose, and soft looking lips. He looked so...vulnerable.
"Colin..?" Gilbert called out in a slightly worried voice.
He pursed his lips. "I'm right here..!" He pressed the frozen treat against Gilbert's lips.
The shorter male furrowed his brow, hesitantly biting the ice cream. He opened his eyes, and frowned, swallowing.
"Colin....?"
"Yes...?" The computer answered with a wide grin.
"I might be lactose intolerant."
His smile faded to a shocked frown, and he dropped both of the cones.
"Oh my gosh....oh my gosh! I-I'm so sorry!" Colin squeaked. He grabbed Gilbert's hand, and rushed him to the nearest walk in clinic.

~ ~ ~

Furious, Gilbert quickly exited the clinic without Colin. The computer followed desperately behind him, apologizing for every step he took. He felt so horrible about how this date went, and he was willing to do anything to re-gain Gilbert's trust.
"Gilbert...Gilbert wait!" Colin begged.
"Enough!!" The globe shouted. "Just be quiet!! I-I really can't take this anymore Colin. I thought you were better than this!!" He scolded "This date has been nothing but absolute fuckery!!! You can't be good at anything to save your life!!"
Colin just stood there, staring at his crush with wide eyes. He deserved what ever insult Gilbert hurled at him, because he knew it was probably true.
The brunette laughed "And to think I actually believed you would be different for once." He turned and walked off, leaving Colin in tears.
What a shame. The place he was taking Gilbert was right around the corner. He sniffled and sped off in the opposite direction, fat tears rolling down his pale cheeks.

~ ~ ~

A few days had passed, and Colin was still too embarrassed to talk to Gilbert. He would remain in his computer form most of the time, sulking quietly.
Gilbert had just tried his best to forget the event ever happened, and he was doing a good job at it until a package addressed to him was dropped off at the doorstep.
He carried the small brown box inside, opening it carefully. Inside, there,, was a tiny wooden sculpture of a globe, and painted on it was all the continents. He observed the sculpture in awe at all the intricate designs etched onto the wood.
What puzzled him, was how anyone would know he liked this kind of stuff. No one else in the house really talked to him enough to know that he took a liking to antiques, and aesthetics.
He glanced at the send address, noticing that it was sent from a store just a couple blocks from their home. He decided to walk there, and find out who got it for him.

When he arrived at the cozy shop, he approached the cashier and asked about the gift.
"A tall man with blue hair walked in here just a few days ago and ordered it," the preppy woman told him.
Gilbert nodded, pleased with the information he had received.
Was the gift some sort of apology from Colin? He pondered how he should react as he took he path back home.
Colin must have actually listened to him...well...listened when he wanted to listen. In Gilbert's book, if anyone listened to him enough to know at least five things about him, they were probably a person worth keeping around. He started to think that maybe  he shouldn't have been so hard on Colin the other night. The poor guy probably felt horrible.
While walking, he caught a glimpse of the blue headed man out of the corner of his eye. He was sitting on a park bench, staring miserably at he ground.
Gilbert sighed, and pursed his lips,slapping himself mentally for wanting to forgive him. Then again, what are the consequences of forgiveness? He walked up to the bench, taking a seat beside Colin.
Colin's dull look was shaken out of him immediately when he saw Gilbert. He squeaked when the male pulled him into a hesitant hug.
"Don't say a word." Gilbert mumbled into Colin's ear. The computer nodded furiously, hugging back in surprise.
"I...I got your gift...it's wonderful..." He said.
Colin just sat in silence, enjoying the hug since it was probably the first, and last hug he would receive from Gilbert.
"I'm sorry for being so hard on you the other night...I know you're probably trying really hard to be cool, and I so far I haven't been worthy of all your effort..."
"It's okay...." Colin replied. "I really am an idiot sometimes, I admit that..." He lamented.
"Come on, let's go home," Gilbert stood up, taking Colin's hand and pulling him off the bench.
Colin smiled softly at Gilbert. "...hey...Gilbert...?~"
The brunette turned his head to look up at the taller male. Colin planted a kiss on his blue cheek.
Gilbert blushed, and blinked a couple times, remaining silent.
Colin's cheeks flushed. "Sorry...too soon..?" He asked.
Gilbert chuckled and shook his head "you missed~" he stood on his toes, and pressed his lips up against Colin's.
The computer's eyes widened, and he melted into the sweet kiss. He cupped the other male's face, and shivered as he wrapped his arms around his neck. Gilbert smirked into the kiss, deepening it then pulling away, leaving Colin a stammering, blushing mess.
He giggled "you aren't so bad after all, Colin..~"