This is a fanfiction story about NigaHiga and KevJumba. I don't actually know what happened before the "Nice Guys" video shoot, but in my imagination, it went a little something like this.
It was hot. 95 degrees, to be exact. "What a perfect time for the air conditioning to break," Ryan thought to himself. His eyes scanned back and forth, passing over many loud, overweight tourists. Thats all you ever saw at the local airport. Ryan continued to look all around, and a waving arm caught his eye. Kevin jogged over to the car, suitcase in hand.
"Hey, dude! Long time no see," Kevin said with a large, sincere smile.
"I know man. Oh, and you can just toss that in the back," Ryan replied.
Kevin put his suitcase in the back of the car and took a seat next to Ryan. He was careful when handling the hot seatbelt. The two boys headed back to Ryan's house.
"Hawaii is amazing, but it's so damn hot. I bet I'll lose like, 20 pounds just from sweating so much," Kevin joked, looking out the window at all of the beautiful scenery, as if he had never been to Hawaii before. Each visit was new to him, it seemed. Ryan always liked that about Kevin. He was so optimistic, and always had a smile on his face.
"So about this video...what exactly is it going to be about again?" Ryan asked, looking over to Kevin.
"We're playing douchebags who want girlfriends."
"...Isn't that what we are now, Kev?"
Kevin thought about this for a moment and then let out a chuckle."I guess you're right," he grinned.
Ryan looked back to Kevin and immediately felt a twist in his gut. A single drop of sweat trailed from the back of Kevin's neck, all the way down his chest, dissappearing into his black v-neck. Ryan quickly put his eyes back on the road. This was not the first time this had happened. When Kevin left Hawaii the last time, something had changed. Ryan started having dreams about the two of them. He had spent many days thinking about these dreams and how they were nothing...but in reality, they were something. Ryan liked Kevin. Of course, he liked Kevin. But was it normal to want him? To want Kevin near him every second of the day? In this very moment, watching Kevin gave Ryan the same feeling he got from watching his attractive neighbor take her morning jog. And that was not normal.
The boys had finally arrived at Ryan's house, and made their way to the guest room.
"This is your bed. You can just sit your stuff over there," Ryan said, pointing to an empty corner of the room.
"It kinda feels like when I go to stay with my grandparents. You look kinda like my grandma," Said Kevin, laughing happily as he opened his luggage.
"Yeah man, real fun--" ... Kevin's underwear. Kevin's underwear had spilled out of his suitcase. Ryan had never known what type of underwear Kevin wore, and never bothered to find out. Did it matter? Why did it matter?
"Dude whats wrong?" Said Kevin as he stood and walked over to the now quiet Ryan. He gave him a little shove and smiled. Ryan's natural instict was to shove back. He then realized he had created a masculinity contest.
"Bring it on, NinjaHinja," Kevin said, a stern look on his face. Ryan looked at the ground for a moment before lunging at Kevin, arms out. He grabbed Kevin's shoulders and swung him sideways onto the neatly made bed. Kevin laughed as he pulled the ninja down with him, both of their bodies crashing onto the matress, side by side. Ryan took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling, and the two began to laugh. Kevin kicked off his shoes and made himself comfortable, laying horizontally on the bed.
"That was nostalgic. Too bad my dad won't wrestle like that anymore. You'd be a good match for him, actually."
"Are you saying I wrestle as if I was your dad's age? Dude, I just murdered you. You have no--" Ryan began to sit up and stopped mid-sentence again. Kevin looked up at him, confused. Ryan began to blush. Kevin's shirt had fallen perfectly, revealing just a small amount of Kevin's toned middle. Ryan felt his cheeks get hot and he quickly turned away.
"Sorry, I got a...uhm...a scratch in my throat. You...you ever get those?" Ryan studdered.
"Yeah, sometimes. Here, let me get it," Kevin said quickly as he reached around to deliver a karate chop to Ryan's throat. Ryan winced and fell back on the bed.
"Dammit, Kev..." Ryan stopped to think of a way to retaliate. If he could have his way, he'd simply pin his friend untill he begged to be let up. However, the two were lying on a bed. Would that make it gay...? Of course. Ryan asked himself if he, was infact, gay. He had been having "gay" thoughts lately. Would Kevin be...offended? Ryan didn't care. He had always been the type of kid to do what he wanted, when he wanted. He had always been himself, despite others. He had assumed this was the cause of his high subscriber count.
Ryan grabbed Kevin's wrists and pinned them to the bed. He got ontop of Kevin, looking down at him seriously. Kevin's face also fell into seriousness, and then into confusion. Ryan closed his eyes and sighed, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on Kevin's lips.
"What the hell did I just do..." Ryan thought to himself as he pulled away. Kevin was silent.
"Sorry..." Ryan said quietly.
"It's...i-it's okay... I.. uhm, I kind of...liked it," Kevin replied, cheeks becoming a bright red.
"What's this mean?" Ryan asked after a long moment of silence between the two.
"It means that we're two very open minded guys," Kevin joked.
And with that, Ryan leaned down to kiss Kevin again.
To be continued
