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in which it's not technically their anniversary

Summary:

Drew still disliked the Sock Hop. Despite this, he knew he was definitely going. That didn’t stop him from riling Harrison up about it, though.

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Drew still disliked the Sock Hop. He hated dressing up, trading his soft hoodies and jeans for a stiff suit that made him feel like a penguin. He hated the music (no he was not a hipster, they just played terrible oldies that people only thought they liked because of nostalgia), the decorations (hokey, cheap streamers didn’t make the hall look charming, they just made it look tasteless), and the food (he was pretty sure everything was dumped straight from CVS bags into bowls).

 

Despite this, he knew he was definitely going. That didn’t stop him from riling Harrison up about it, though. 

 

“But Drew ,” Harrison insisted, doing that adorable American thing where he made Drew’s name sound like two syllables, “it’s our anniversary!” 

 

“That’s like saying someone’s birthday is on Thanksgiving,” Drew countered, glancing over from the stove at his boyfriend’s pouting face. “The Sock Hop isn’t on the same date every year, our anniversary isn’t until the next Saturday.”

 

“Fine, if you want to be technical about it.” Harrison crossed his arms. “But we still have to celebrate momentous occasions in our relationship, and the Sock Hop is definitely momentous.”

 

Harrison looked adorably indignant, and it took the sautee pan making an alarming sizzle for Drew to turn back to the open flame. “But it could be just as momentous if we just stay in and spend the evening commemorating our other firsts…”

 

“ Andrew ,” Harrison scolded. “We can always have sex later. First, we need to get dressed up, celebrate with our friends, dance the Rose Dance… Especially the Rose Dance. This is our only chance to actually dance at the Sock Hop while you’re still a student!”

 

If Harrison thought pulling the “you’re graduating” card would work on him… well, it did, but Drew was always going to give into this anyway. He just wanted to have some fun before he did. 

 

“I always told myself I’d never go to the Sock Hop. I’ve broken that streak, but I can at least avoid the Rose Dance for my last year.”

 

“But Drew,” Harrison whined, “you said last year you wanted to dance in the Rose Dance with me.”

“Yeah, that was when I was stuck at the Sock Hop and had no choice,” he said, keeping his back firmly turned as he dumped their stir fry onto two plates. “Between sitting and narrating and dancing with you, the latter was the lesser of two evils.”

 

“ Drew !”

 

That was when Drew finally turned around with their dinner and Harrison could see how widely he was smirking. 

 

Harrison promptly whacked him in the arm. “You’re the worst boyfriend ever.”

 

“I love you too.”

 

Yeah, Drew was going to the Sock Hop. And he couldn’t even dread it.

Notes:

This has been sitting around for a bit, and I figured I'd clean it up and upload it, because why not? This fandom needs more fic, and I am ever consumed by Kaleidotrope brainrot. I hope you enjoyed!