Hot Chocolate - Bobkey Drabble

It was a really, really cold evening, and Bob was tired. He and the rest of his band had just finished a set, and they were all just about ready for bed. Bob was the first back to the bus, finding his bunk and flopping down into it, yawning and shivering.

Mikey, his boyfriend and bassist of the band, was soon to follow, hopping down by his bunk and moving the curtain back. He had two steaming hot chocolates in hand.

“Got these at Starbucks.” He leant in and pecked Bob’s cheek, “I got my brother a coffee too. I offered to get one for Frank, but he got distracted by a girl with a puppy. And Ray’s already asleep.”

The sounds of snoring confirmed this, and Bob chuckled softly.

“Frank and his dogs… they will be the death of him.”

Mikey chuckled softly, kissing Bob softly once more before getting back to his knees.

“I’ll let you get some kip, hun, you look knackered. Night night. Love you.”

“Love you too, Mikey.”

Bob sat up, nursing his chocolate. His relationship was secret to the outside world, only him and the band knew about it. He planned to keep about it… think of all the yaoi fangirls. And fangirls in general. You couldn’t trust em.

But he could trust his Mikey. He loved Mikey.

And no amount of yaoi fangirls would change that.