[Jacob POV]

After sitting down and getting to know each other a little more, me and George found we had alot in common. We became 'closer' friends.

I finally managed to not have an inner squeak attack when George spoke.

"I wonder what Zak's up to." I glanced at the hallway. George followed my gaze, wincing as if preparing for Zak to suddenly jump out of no-where at him. I creeped silently through the hallway and listened. Familiar muffled shouts came from inside. Zak's obviously recording. I let out a relieved sigh. I was beginning to get scared of the shipping jokes he made towards me and George. Heck, we just met. That doesnt mean we're in love. Right?

Right.

I crept back into the living room to find George with his sleeves covering his mouth. I smiled, he looked ador- STOP IT! I screamed at myself. Theres no way I'm letting myself make that mistake again. I refuse to believe I'm actually crushing on him. I mean, sure, he's sweet, handsome, and cute, but no. Wait, why am I still even thinking about it!?  I asked myself. I cleared my thoughts and walked over to where George was sitting. "Are you hungry? When's the last time you ate?" I asked him, checking the time. 4:00 PM. He squinted for a second, thinking. "6- no.. 7 hours ago?" George said, a confused expression settling onto his face. "You should definitely eat. What do you want?" I walked over to the kitchen area. "U-Uh.. A sandwich." George stuttered, he somehow didnt expect that question to pop up.

[Zak POV]

I finished up my recording and saved it for editing later. I opened my door as quietly as I could, and tiptoed down the hall. I came out into the living room to George sitting on the couch, staring off into space. Wheres Jacob? I wondered. I heard some faint humming coming from the kitchen. Looking closer, I realized Jacob was cutting something. I felt defeated; No!! I cant scare him because he has a knife!!! I walked into the living room, not caring about sound anymore. George snapped out of his trance and gave me a thoughtful nod, acknowledging my presence. Jacob came out of the kitchen holding two plates. He smiled when he saw me. "Zak! Would you like a sandwich?" He asked me. "Sure, why not?" I responded. I sat down in front of one of the plates on the table as Jacob gestured for me to do, and Jacob retreated into the kitchen, getting his own sandwich.

[After eating because yes]

I couldnt help but think of what George said earlier, about me and BadBiyHalo, or Darryl. I put my empty plate into the trash can, my face getting warm. We're both male, we cant even have kids! I face-palmed. Why was I so... flustered by it?.

[Jacob POV!]

Glancing around, i noticed everyone was done eating and had their plates in the trash. I felt a sense of pride, being able to serve them. I wondered what George thought of them. Surely he would have said something if he didnt like them. Oh well, it's done already and in the past, either he liked it or he didn't. George was cute. He still was. His laugh is great. He is super sw-

"JACOB!!" Zak shouted. I looked up from the table, confused. Smiling, the raven-haired boy said;"That was a deep trance." While he also made air gestures as if he was holding one of those hypnotic charms. I let out a shy laugh. "Heh, I guess so!" I said. I excused myself and went to my room, staring at my computer. Turning it on, I realized it had fan art of Spifey's Mine Craft skin on it. Quickly going through my files, I changed my background to something else so that George wouldnt be disturbed about my background being his Minecraft skin.