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So far, Coy has been at Hanbons house for under 5 minutes. He’s managed to embarrass himself more times than he can count on 2 hands. A new record! Coys an awkward person but this is just making that painfully obvious for him.
Coy had only spoke one sentence to Anthony yet he wants to run out the house and keep running until he finds a good, high bridge to jump off.
“Hi Anthony, I’m Coy” Anthony says mocking Coy.
Everyone was silent, this whole interaction is going to make Coy be on suicide watch. That’s it. He had one shot to make new friends, he’s gone and blown it before they got past their names.
Hanbon breaks the painful silence, “so me and Anthony were about to escape this snore fest”
Coy freezes, he knows that hanbon is trying to get rid of him. He knows he’s to awkward for her magnetic personality, he’s boring, he knows that. He’s not even surprised that they want him gone, his first impression was hell on earth.
“Oh okay, um bye then guys” he says with a very uncertain and shaky voice, he them one after the other.
They share a look of confusion with each other. Coy is so lost, were they asking him to come with them and he’s just passed up on the one thing that he’s been wanting forever. Friendship
“Oh i’m sure you’d much rather hang out with Anthonys fat dad while he tells you the same fucking story for the 5th time today’ Hanbon says sarcastically turning not making eye contact with coy, clearly holding back a giggle.
‘Shut up my dads hot!’ shouts Anthony
This makes the giggle that Hanbon was holding back come out into a full belly laugh. Coy starts laughing and looks up at Anthony, to his surprise Anthony was already looking at him, smiling at the sight of his laughter.
“Coy please come with us`` Hanbon says grabbing a plastic bag from under a table and teasing it under Coys face, letting him look inside.
“We have drinks” she sings in a quiet whisper.
Inside the bag was cans and glasses of a load of kinds of alcohol. Coy doesn’t drink, he’s only ever tried one of his dads beers after his dad told him that he needs to ‘man up’, he hated it. But he doubts that Hanbon would be drinking whiskey.
“Pleaseeeee” she asks shaking the bag in anticipation for an answer.
“Okay then” he sighs. He doesn’t know why he’s doing this, he’s acting as if he doesn’t want to go with them but inside he’s shaking with excitement. He can’t hold back his smile, making it obvious that he wasn’t just tolerating going.
“My parents are not going to want me to leave” coy says, his little bubble of excitement popping. Coy hasn’t felt happiness in so long and now he finally has a chance to, his dad will rip it from him, he always has.
“Just tell him that you’re leaving with us, he can’t be mad, you know what I can ask him for you” Hanbon says, walking away towards Coys dad before she’s even finished her sentence.
“Hanbon wait you really don’t have to” coy says running after her, she couldn’t hear him, and besides, it was too late because she had locked eyes with his dad.
“Hi Mr Piso, me and Anthony are going for a walk in a park just around the corner, could Coy come?” Hanbon asks in her rambling tone.
This was weird to see, Hanbons full of life, bubbly personality next to his dad, who is well… as far away from that as humanly possible.
He looks at Anthony, “You going with them boy?” he questions Anthony who is standing in the doorway.
Anthony immediately straightens his posture, Coys dad is big and intimidating man, not someone Anthony wants to get on the wrong side of. Anthony knows his place and replies “yes sir”, his voice is deeper than usual, clearly deepening his voice to be more respected by Coys dad.
“You keep your eye on him” Coys dad says, winking at Anthony and chugging his beer.
Coy lets out a huge sigh of relief, he knows that this relief is temporary and later on his dad will probably yell for that but that doesn’t matter, he is going out with his new friends Hanbon and Anthony. He doesn’t know weather to class Anthony as a friend, well we will see how today goes.
Hanbon grabs the drinks and starts speed walking to the front door before her parents can clock onto the huge carrier bag with clanking drinks in it. Coy follows not too far behind her, Anthony is still in the garden caught up and talking t some of his parents other friends.
“Anthony” Hanbon whispers.
“Well he’s not going to hear you all the way from the garden if you’re whispering his name” Coy says
“You’ll have to get him Coy, it’s a miracle that I managed to get the drinks out with nobody noticing” Hanbon says
“I’ll go, you just stay here” Coy says, peering into the garden , praying that Anthony just comes before he has to go up to him.
Coy rushes into the garden, eyes fixated on Anthony the whole time, he gets to the back door.
“Coy”. Coys dad is stood in the kitchen, he doesn’t sound mad, but that’s probably because they’re at someone else’s house.
“Who is that boy you’re going with, he’s not like you” he questions, his eyes burning into Coy.
Coy never makes eye contact with his dad, he looks anywhere else, he doesn’t think he’s ever looked at his dads eyes, he couldn’t even tell you what colour they are.
“Anthony. Hes Hannah’s cousin.” Coy says, gulping, knowing this isn’t the end of this conversation but wishing so deeply for it to be over.
“That’s the type of people you should be hanging around with, you’re in your own little twinky fairyland, you need to look into the real world and be a man” his dad says turning to the fridge to get another beer.
Coys dad has never called him gay. Instead he will just make comments like that, hinting, but never saying it directly. Coy just thinks that makes him a pussy, if he’s going to make these homophobic comments, at least have the balls to say the word ‘gay’.
Coy stood there watching his dad open every drawer to try and find a can opener, just thinking of a reply. With his dad, Coy cant just speak freely, not worrying about the flowing order of words coming out his mouth. Every word is rehearsed, coy has trained himself how to speak to his dad without causing world war three. But he couldn’t think of what to say and just stood looking at his dad rustle through a cutlery drawer.
Coys dad turns to face him, coy doesn’t even want to know what his dad will say and he’s begging more than anything that Anthony doesn’t walk into the room because his dad telling Anthony to ‘look after him’ was humiliating enough.
When Coys dad is facing him, he doesn’t look at Coy, he’s looking slightly to his left.
“Hello again Mr Piso, how many times are we going to do this introduction thing” says Hanbon. Coy must have taken too long getting Anthony. She laughs as she’s speaking that but immediately stops as soon as she sees Coys dads face.
“Come on coy lets go get Anthony” said Hanbon gripping Coys arm and widening her eyes at him when his dad looks away.
“We aren’t done here. I want you home for 6, any later and you’ll know about it.” Coys dad says, raising his voice now. Its obvious he’s not happy that Hanbon interrupted their conversation and Coy knows that hell be punished for that too. It wasn’t Hanbons fault, she’d never seen this side of him and he is ashamed that she got even a glimpse of it.
“Anthony!” Hanbon says, grip on Coy still firm, he can feel her nails dig into his skin slightly, a feeling he’s more than used to. She’s walking fast, he looks at her eyes wide.
“Calm down Bon oh my god” he says as he starts slowly walking towards her and a terrified Coy.
“Bon not to scare you but I think that the bag of drinks turned into a boy” Anthony says in a serious tone that scares Hanbon for a split second before she understands the bad attempt of a joke.
“Anthony shut up, the drinks are outside, unsupervised and you’re in no rush at all” Hanbon says in a hushed tone so only him and Coy can hear her.
“Im a real boy” Anthony squeaks in a high pitched tone, not picking up his pace at all which annoys Hanbon to the point of letting go of Coy and just walking off on both of them.
Anthony speeds up to be on level with Coy and puts his hands on both of Coys shoulders as he gets behind him. Coys heart skipped a beat, but something about Anthony resting some of his weight on Coy made him feel oddly comforted. As much as it scared him, he wants to repeat the feeling over and over.
“She can’t leave her babies unattended for too long” said Anthony casually immediately after making cCoy jump.
Coy can feel his heart thumping faster and faster as Anthony talks to him. He just can’t pinpoint why his body is having a physical reaction to Anthonys presence.
“How did she get her hands on that much alcohol?” Coy asks trying to calm himself down.
“Keep your voice down!” He whispers
“If mine or Bons parents find out we are drinking wow that would not end well” he says giggling and lightly shoving Coys side for speaking a little too loud.
“Have you guys just got no sense of urgency whatsoever?” Hanbon asks, ushering them down the road. Coy and Anthony just look at eachother smirking, not picking up their pace whatsoever.
“So what drinks did you get Bon?” Anthony asks jogging towards her and peeking into the bag.
“Whatever I could find, so a bit of everything, you’ll find something you like, I hope” Hanbon says, looking at the labels of a few bottles.
“Um guys… the park is this way” coy says turning and pointing them in the right direction.
“We aren’t going to the park, were going to Anthonys house, sorry I thought I told you” Hanbon says, walking backwards and smiling at him.
“Oh okay, yeah totally” coy says shaking his head as if he already knew that was the plan.
“Hope you guys don’t mind but I did invite my friends round too” Anthony says, now walking backwards alongside Hanbon.
“I just knew you were too cool for us.” Hanbon says, raising her eyebrows and giving him a dirty look.
“Yeah what can I say I am just soooo popular” Anthony says, compiling his face and putting on a posh accent.
“No no I don’t mind but i’m just assuming that your little bunch of friends brought their own drinks” Hanbon says smiling at coy and linking arms with him.
Even though Coy isn’t speaking much, he feels so happy, he is exactly where he wants to be.
“Its Will and Jazzy” Anthony says smiling at Hanbon, waiting for her to react.
Hanbon rolls her eyes and laughs.
“What?” Coy asks, feeling like he’s on the outside of an inside joke.
“Nothing, but its just Jazzy, um I we’re close” says Hanbon smiling and looking down at her feet.
“Hmm yeah you two are close” says Anthony, reaching into the bag and cracking open a can of something coy is unfamiliar with.
“Anthony shut up” Hanbon laughs.