Everything I Never Told You ( Conan Gray )

LX. Who Pays

Apparently, Conan did not have a watering can or anything. He just used his glasses when he felt like some plant did not have enough water. Heath found that his house had at least thirty plants and two people to water them. 

It took them fifteen splashes across the floorboards and twenty round trips to the sink to water all of them. He believed it was good time-pass since the pizza guy came just when they were making the couple last rounds. Heath payed the guy and bought the box inside. 

"I think there are plates in the left cabinet," Conan said, pointing at it. "I should have payed, Heath. I picked it."

"Are we really gonna be the couple that fights over who pays?" Heath said, a little disinterested. He hadn't even done it to seem humble or whatever. The pizza guy rung the bell and Heath was near it. 

"We are not a couple," Conan said, sounding a little disappointing which he found a little cute. 

"Fair enough," Heath said, smiling a little and Conan gave him the cutest smile he had ever seen. Conan was so lovable and easy to talk to that sometimes Heath felt like he had known him his whole life, not just a few months. He looked really cute to him in his favourite blue shirt and white corduroys, smiling like an angel. Though Conan pulled off anything he wore in his eyes, he wished he would wear it everyday and never return them. 

Conan saw Heath staring and he winked at him, mopping the floor where they had spilled water. Heath's heart did a back flip and he was sure he had turned red, like he did every time Conan teased him. 

Heath opened the cabinets, shaking off the sensation. Inside were white plates that looked like Conan never used. probably because he had been away for a month. Heath wiped one of them with a rag on the counter.

"Are we gonna eat in the same plates?" Conan teased from behind though Heath thought the prospect of it was just disgusting. Two people shouldn't eat from the same plates. 

"I don't feel like eating," Heath said. 

"Why not?" he asked, sounding a little worried. 

"I already had food in college," Heath lied. He didn't like it when Conan worried too much. His eating habits were not Conan's burdens. "Speaking of college, I get my diploma in a few weeks."

Conan pursed his lips when he said that and Heath remembered that he might have sounded a little bit of a show off when he said that. Conan had dropped out in his first year. He hadn't meant it to come off as lofty or to make himself sound superior. 

"I am sorry if that sounded bitchy," he said and Conan smiled. 

"No, it didn't," Conan said, taking his hand in his. 

"You sure?" he asked.

"It feels like I missed out a lot," Conan said, as they both walked towards the couch in the living room. He sounded really sad but not like he would change anything about it, like Lim.

"You didn't miss out on anything," Heath said, assuring him. "Bitchy professors, bad group project partners, those are not things you would want. And when it comes to friendships and dating, I think you have already won."

Conan smiled, looked satisfied and spoke again. "Are gonna go for masters?"

"I don't know," Heath admitted. "I feel like I already have a good paid internship and then masters sounds scary. I don't think they even have masters for designing in my school."

"You don't need to decide today," Conan said. 

Lim came over for dinner, saying that she had no strength to make food because she had used all her energy in her physics final. She said she was certain she was gonna fail somehow.  

"Two men to feed me," Lim, touched her eyes. "I am gonna cry."

"I am going out with a couple people after dinner," she added as they ate. "You both wanna come?"

"What will it look like?" Conan asked, not trusting her judgement of 'people'.

"Hot nerds partying," she shrugged and looking at their faces for an answer. 

"I don't think I will enjoy that," Conan said and Heath smiled thinking of his low alcohol tolerance. "Plus, I hate drinking."

"I thought you loved vodka," Lim said, raising a perfect eyebrow. "And beer too, I think?"

"I meant I don't like drinking with people," Conan said and in Heath's opinion it was a dumb lie. Lim didn't press further though it looked like she wanted to. She looked more dolled up than usual today and he hoped she wouldn't feel left out wherever she was going.

"What are you two gonna do at home?"

"Watch a movie or hear Conan sing," Heath said happily. 

"I mean if you are gonna stay home, at least have safe se-" 

"OKAY," Heath interrupted, not wanting her to take things anything further. Conan was so embarrassed that he choked on pizza. He looked like he truly wanted to die from food poisoning at the moment. Heath shot her a look but she was grinning, her eyes still on Conan who was probably debating whether or not it was possible to dig a hole in a pizza slice to bury himself. 

"You two are so adorable and sad at the same time," Lim sighed, sounding like a hardcore stan. "You sure you don't wanna come?"

"I think I will stay out of the public eye for a while," Conan stated, extremely neutral. "Heath can go with you."

"I do but Brad's gonna be there, hot nerd," Heath said nervously. 

"The guy who keeps hitting on you? I promise he won't do it again. If he does, I will break his arms," Lim said confidently. "Come on, Conan and Heath. You two are so boring."

"Do you-" Heath began and Conan sighed. 

"Fine, I am coming," he said.