Only The Good Die Young

"You two are so coupley," Vic comments as he looks behind him to see Mike and Tony walking hand in hand. "And yet you both shrug when someone asks if you're dating, why?"

"None of your damn business," Mike responds simply.

"Well, you're practically joined at the hand and don't act like you don't sneak kisses when you think nobody's looking."

Jaime nods, and when Mike glares at him, he shrugs. "The man's got a point."

"He kind of does," Tony says quietly, so that only Mike can hear.

"He does," Mike agrees. "But he's my big brother, so I cannot let him have this battle."

Tony nods. He didn't have any siblings, so he really didn't know what that was like.

"Ooh, ooh!" Jaime cheers excitedly as they near the corner of the street. "We're almost there!" He looked about three right now, and Tony could help but crack a grin. Jaime bounces considerably ahead of the group, only to stop and wait for them once he gets to the boardwalk.

Mike gently runs his thumb across Tony's hand. "This place is okay," he explains. "There's cooler places here though." Jaime drags Vic off to do some thing, leaving Mike and Tony alone. "There' some fun game over here," Mike says leading Tony off in another direction.
They end up playing all the games, though Mike was undeniably horrible at everyone he tried. Tony won a giraffe plushy at darts, which he ended up giving to Mike. Mike proceeded to embarrass himself at the strength tester. After that he informed Tony that the games were kind of boring and that they should go look at the photo booth instead. That was also a fail, but a cute fail.

Mike's bottom lip juts out as he looks at the film strip. "Come on, it's not that bad," Tony assures. "Let me buy you some ice cream to cheer you up!" Tony drags Mike toward an ice cream stand.

"You know," Mike says, admiring the small giraffe in his hands. "I think I'm gonna name this Tony Two, because you'll always be number one."

Tony rolls his eyes. "Doofus." Tony buys two vanilla ice cream cones and hands one to Mike.

"Thanks Tone," Mike smiles.

"No problem. It's getting pretty hot, so this seemed pretty good." Tony shrugs. He reaches a hand to wipe a drip of sweat from his forehead. It was really starting to heat up.

"I have somewhere I want to show you," Mike says, tucking Tony Two under his other arm so he can clasp Tony's hand. "And it's not the place, but it's still cool," Mike adds, remembering that he told Tony he was going to take him somewhere special earlier.

Mike leads Tony off the boardwalk and down to the beach. Mike pulls him off toward a section of rocks coming off a cliff and after some coaxing gets him to climb it. Their ice cream had either been finished or was long melted. Tony Two is set at the bottom of the rocks so they could get him later. It was far easier to climb using two hands.

Mike is the first up, and he helps Tony get to the top. It was a breath-taking view of the ocean. The blue was endless, and Tony feels his breathing hitch as just the sight of it.
"Pretty, isn't it?" Mike asks, making himself comfortable on a path of grass further up. Tony nods, finding trouble to not stare at it. Mike pats the spot next to him and Tony takes it. "I wish we were here in the morning. It's even prettier at sunrise."

Tony doesn't question how Mike knew that. Instead he makes himself comfortable by resting his head on Mike's shoulder. Mike rests his own head on top of Tony's. "Right now is perfect," Tony comments quietly.

"Yeah?" Mike breathes.

Tony hums a yes, then repositions himself so he can kiss Tony. "I am really glad I agreed to go out with you. Even though I had to go to a shitty party. If I hadn't I wouldn't be here right now."

"I'm glad you did too," Mike agrees, nuzzling Tony. "Can I ask you something Tone?" Mike says, his voice still filled with the dreamy tone that had overtaken them both.

"Anything Mikey."

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

Notes

I might have accidently skipped doing my homework to write this. Woops.

So, on a serious note, do you guys wanna see smut in this?
I am honestly not too great at writing it.
But if my fans ask for it, I shall deliver.

xoxo
Dewey