either or

"It isn't right," Billy was shaking his head. "I don't even like the sound of it, at all." He scowled, laying there next to Newt in bed. Newt took another sip from the wine bottle and handed it to Billy. He cracked up then.

"You've totally lost me, mate." They were half undressed as it was. It was a time to be having fun, but Billy was so serious.

"Just listen to it," He nudged Newt. "Simon and Benji, is that anywhere like the goodness of Simon and Josh?"

"Perhaps you should change it around," Newt winced. "Benji and Simon."

"I hate it."

"You just don't like change." Newt sighed watching Billy drink at the bottle. He was feeling it. Damn, that was potent stuff he'd found in the basement of the Black Cat.

"Suppose, you think they'll get married?" Billy looked puzzled.

"Yeah, civil union, what about it?" Newt hugged himself.

"Civil union?"

"Yeah?" Newt squinted.

"Then why don't we do it?" He handed the bottle back to him.

"OK." Newt laughed.

"Billy and Newt."

"Newt and Billy."

"Either way, sounds lovely, right?" Billy grinned. He kissed Newt then. Didn't seem to matter that his mouth was full of red wine.


e.l. said...

aw..that would be great!

Anonymous said...

I really liked this one :)

the oaks said...

I so want them to stay a couple.