Camera Doesn't Lie. (boyxboy)

Extra II.

My Boyfriend Drives Me Crazy
About 3 ½ months after Nick and Ryan started dating.

 

'I'm going to kill him…' Nathan seethed.

Here he was, sitting at a table in a fancy restaurant, dressed in a white, lacey, absolutely girly dress. He also wore a blonde wig with curls that cascaded down to his waist, make to make himself seem at least seventeen, a bra and high heels which he ONLY agreed to wear because it would make him seem taller. All in all, he felt absolutely ridiculous.

Because of their unusual circumstances, Zane and Nathan could only have their public dates incognito. It was their first public date and the two had argued long and hard over whom would be disguised as the girl. Unfortunately, Nathan' facial features were the most effeminate of the two -- despite Zane's slim hips -- and thus the model was an ideal candidate for dress.

Click! Zane snapped a quick photo of him with an expensive, light-weight digital camera that he took with him at all times.

Nathan glared at taller man. The photographer's disguise didn't have to be as elaborate as the smaller boy's. His hair had been temporarily dyed black, straightened and tied into a ponytail. As this was a high-class restaurant, Zane was wearing a very dashing suit. On any other day, Nathan would have been dazed by the taller man's appearance. Tonight he just too angry, and the fact that his bra (filled with false B-cup boobs, by the way) chafed his shoulders every time he moved his arm did not help either.

Zane saw his gaze and grinned as he tucked his camera into his inner suit pocket. "You look good, Shorty," he said, his eyes running down Nathan's figure approvingly.

"I feel like an idiot!" Nathan growled.

"Ah, ah, ah!" the photographer waved a disapproving finger at him. "Ladies don't growl, Natalie."

The model gritted his teeth and fisted his hands underneath the table. Of course! Further emasculation via name-calling!

Perfect! Just perfect…

Zane gave him a sympathetic look. "I wasn't kidding when I said you looked good," he said, as if trying to make amends.

Nathan felt his heart sink a little. "Does that mean you would have liked it better if I was a girl?"

"No. Never." The photographer said this with a rare, serious voice, but he quickly reverted back.

"But that dress does look very cute on you," he said, grinning. Nathan sighed, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the waiter coming towards them.

"Your appetizers, sir," the waiter said.

The rest of the dinner passed by uneventful. Despite that, Nathan couldn't help but enjoy himself. He liked being able to be with Zane in public (even if it was in disguise.) In all honesty, it was kind of thrilling. They were a teenager-and-legal-adult, seven-years-apart, gay couple, and they were dating right under the public's nose.

When they were done, Zane — like a proper gentleman — paid the bill and they left. It was cold out, so Nathan donned a ladys' fur coat Zane made him wear for the evening.

"Larry will take you back to the condo," the photographer said as they walked back to the parking lot. "There's a change of clothes in the back for you."

"What about you?" Nathan asked.

"I'll take a cab." Zane's mansion was closer to the restaurant than Nathan' apartment. "Oh yeah, Ryan'll need that bra back."