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Reki liked to talk a lot. He liked to talk about skating, he liked to talk to Langa; and Langa liked to listen.
After another long night “S” the two boys crashed at Reki’s house again. It had become routine for Langa to spend the night after they had been out too late watching beefs and practicing with their friends. It was also routine for Reki to rant about whatever happened that night, but Reki was especially passionate tonight.
It wasn’t just any beef, it was Shadow and Miya, and it was hilarious.
“I don’t even remember why they had the beef in the first place,” Langa wondered after realizing he’d never thought to ask.
Reki waved his hand dismissively, “I think Miya called him an old man in front of that flower shop girl he likes or something. Eh- it’s not really that important though; the race was the best thing I’ve ever seen!”
Langa let out a light chuckle in agreement, and Reki continued, “I mean Shadow fell straight on his butt! Ha! Miya really showed him, that kids crazy. Like- he caught Shadow’s smoke bomb and threw it back at him! Jeez…” Reki let out a long sigh, “You don’t see that every day, you guys really are awesome, you know?”
Reki turned to see Langa listening intently, it was not a sight he saw all too often. Before he met Langa, most of his friends would groan or try to change the subject when Reki wanted to talk about skating.
Langa understood him, and Langa genuinely cared for what Reki had to say.
It was a nice change of pace for Reki.
“Yeah, the guys really are cool,” Langa sighed in response.
“Hmph!” Reki turned towards him, his swivel chair squeaking from the sudden movement. “When I say, ‘you guys really are awesome’ that includes you too idiot!”
Langa tilted his head, calculating his next response, “Well,” Langa started, “I think you’re cool too. You’re probably the most amazing in the group.”
“Shut up” Reki countered, suddenly shy from his friend’s sudden compliment.
“It’s true though?” He said rather factually, “You can even like… make skateboards, I think that’s great.”
Reki was actually getting flustered now, “What’s with all the random compliments?”
A great question, one elicits a very detailed, well-thought-out explanation from Langa so, he shrugs and simply says, “I dunno.”
Reki chuckled again, though it eluded Langa as to why, Reki just thought it was funny that Langa of all people had decided to befriend such a blabbermouth like himself. The conversations were very one-sided, but Langa didn’t seem to mind at all.
Reki checked his clock, he didn’t have the greatest concept of time and they had school tomorrow. Neither of them could really afford their grades to get even worse than they already were just because they were sleep-deprived. “It's 2 a.m.!” Reki half-screamed and half-whispered, careful to not awaken the multiple family members sleeping at the moment. Langa climbed into the left side of Reki’s bed, the side he had claimed as his own when he first passed out at his house after he first started going to “S” with Reki. Reki jumped around, flicking off light switches and shoving notebooks into his and Langa’s backpacks before jumping onto the right side of the bed.
“Hey, can you set the alarm? I’ll wake you up if you don’t hear it.”
Langa stretched his arm out towards the alarm clock on the counter by the left side of the bed, “Sure,” he clicked the ON button.
“Okay, g’night!”
“Goodnight Reki.”
The two were apparently more exhausted from staying up than they had originally thought, judging by the almost instantaneous light snoring coming from the two.
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The alarm went off, and per usual, Reki was the only one that heard it. Langa was a bit of a heavy sleeper, Reki suspected it was because of his Canadian-ness. He shuffled around, preparing to shake Langa awake, but there was something… off?
I don’t remember having another pillow, Reki thought while slowly opening his eyes. “Wait I- oh my God that’s not a pillow.”
It was Langa. Reki’s head had completely abandoned his pillow, now using Langa’s chest to cushion himself. He only grew more horrified as he realized the position of their arms, Reki had wrapped his arms around Langa. And the icing on the cake, the peak of his embarrassment, Langa’s hand was resting in Reki’s hair.
He was almost too horrified to say it, but he had to see if he was awake, “Langa?” Reki whispered with caution. That’s when he heard it, the soft snoring. It was the best sound he had ever heard, Langa was asleep, and he could save himself the embarrassment. Reki dared to shift his head to sneak a look at Langa. If Reki wasn’t blushing already, it definitely got ten times worse. Looking at Langa peacefully asleep was just the motivation he needed to untangle himself and get ready for school, he needed to snap out of it.
Reki moved away from Langa, making sure he was an appropriate – arm’s length – away from Langa before shaking him awake.
“Langa c’mon!” Reki yelled.
“Good morning Reki,” Langa moved the hand that once held Reki’s shoulder to underneath his head, “What time is it?”
He quickly turned away, Reki didn’t think he would ever personally live this one down, “It’s time to start heading for school before we’re late!” Reki ran out to the hallway, “Hey mom! Two lunches, please? Langa stayed over!”
“Already on it!”
“Thank you!”
If you blinked you would miss it, the speed at which Reki hurried the two out of the house was almost supernatural. He already had a rough start to the day; all he wanted to do was go to school, go to work, and eat dinner at Joe’s restaurant as the group had planned.
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Work was, to put it lightly… awkward. Langa never really talked much in the first place so when Reki suddenly decided to be silent, the only sounds to be heard were the sweeping of a broom along the wood and the occasional ding as a new customer stepped in.
Finally, when the shift was over, they could go to Joe’s. Reki could spend his time distracting himself with his other friends instead of continuing to embarrass himself by talking to Langa.
A hand touched down on Reki’s shoulder, causing him to yelp, “You ready?”
“Langa! Oh – yeah, let’s go.”
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Joe’s restaurant was nice. It was warm and comforting, plus it had one of Reki’s favorite foods, pizza. Italian restaurants really are great.
Cherry was already in his usual seat, he always showed up first whenever the group decided to meet up for dinner. They were just waiting on Miya and Shadow while Joe was in the back cooking.
Reki waved his hand, “Cherry!”
“Oh- Langa, Reki, how was work?”
Langa waved his hand dismissively whilst Reki formed the words for him, “Eh – not much really happened, pretty chill. Anyways, where’s Joe? I’m hungry!”
“Don’t worry, Joe’s already making you and Langa’s food.”
The two boys tilted their heads in confusion simultaneously, “huh?” they said together.
Cherry chuckled. It sounded slightly condescending, but Reki let it pass because that’s what he usually sounds like, “You two ask for the same food every time. I’m fairly certain Joe knows the routine by now.”
“Same goes for you,” Reki huffs in annoyance, “you always get spaghetti and that rosay stuff.”
“You mean rosé?” Cherry asked, extremely confused.
“Yeah, that one,” Reki turned away, trying to ignore Cherry’s snickering, “C’mon Langa,” he said, leading him to their usual seats at the booth near the bar.
A familiar ding at the entrance greeted Miya as he rushed through the doorway. “Hey guys, is Joe cooking right now?”
“Yup!” Reki said, scooting over to leave a spot for Miya, “d’ya know where Shadow is?”
“Dunno, the old man is probably late cause he’s embarrassed that I kicked his butt last night. Anyways, I gotta go to the bathroom.”
So, with that, they settled down to wait for Shadow, after they had all eaten dinner all the guys were pretty much prepped to skate afterward. They never planned to, but Reki always convinced them to go to the skate park for at least an hour or two.
“Oh Reki,” Langa started suddenly, “I think I left my hoodie at your house.”
“Which one?”
“The blue one with navy sleeves.”
“The one you wore last night? My mom was washing it when we left this morning. I’ll bring it back to yo-“ The two were distracted by a chime on Reki’s phone.
Langa leaned in close, “Whose that?”
Reki squinted at his phone, he’d gotten a text from Shadow, “It’s just Shadow,” he said, holding the phone so that Langa could see, “He says five minutes ‘till he gets here.”
“Joe should be done in the kitchen by then as well,” Cherry piped in.
Miya reappeared from the bathroom, “So Shadow’s finally coming? About time I’m hungry.”
The three boys chatted whilst Cherry attempted to enjoy the now non-existent silence. Shadow was usually the last one to arrive because he always offered to do extra chores for his manager. He was later than usual today though, he was probably trying to make up for Miya calling him old in front of her. According to Miya, she didn’t seem to mind, she thought the joke was funny.
“You know you guys don’t have to squeeze together right? There’s enough room in this booth for like six people.”
Reki’s eyebrows lifted in confusion, “Huh?”
Miya nodded his head towards Langa. Reki was sitting between the two so he turned around to face the other boy. Langa was much, much closer than expected. If Reki hadn’t leaned back he would’ve just had the most awkward first kiss in like… the universe. So, with a very undignified yelp, Reki jumped back. Miya practically cackled, like a tiny little evil witch, mocking Reki for being so jumpy. Cherry merely looked on with curiosity, a suspecting look in his eyes.
Ding
Thank you, Shadow, Reki thought to himself.
Miya was still laughing as he barely managed to wheeze out a greeting to his friend, “hey old man.”
“Twenty-four!” Shadow reminded him for the one-hundredth time.
Cherry stepped in before the two could get to bickering again, which was ironic since all he and Joe did was bicker, “Joe’s back.”
“Pizza!” Reki exclaimed,” Oh and hey Joe!”
Joe walked around the room placing everyone’s meals in front of them, “At least now I know where your priorities stand.” He said jokingly before settling down in his seat next to Cherry.
With the six of them finally there they could relax and hang out before Reki eventually forced them to go skating for a little bit. The four boys tried to hold their own conversation, attempting to ignore Cherry and Joe’s angry banter. This had to be a record for the fastest they had gotten started with their fighting. Eventually, the fighting stopped, and the whispering started. The four at the booth just assumed they were speaking about Adam, everyone there hated him anyway, it was a safe assumption.
“Did you notice? Reki’s being strange.” Cherry leaned in closer to Joe, careful to not let the others hear.
“Calm down, he’s probably just tired. He did go straight from school, to work, and back to here today.”
“Yeah but,” Cherry thought of a way to describe his behavior, it was different, but he couldn’t quite place it, “He’s jumpier today, especially with Langa and look,” he turned his eyes towards the group at the booth, “he’s much quieter than usual.”
Cherry waited quietly as Joe turned around to look at Reki, trying to assess the situation. “Joe, do you think they got in a fight?”
“No,” he said almost instantly, “that’s not it… I’ll talk to him later, trust me.”
“…alright.”
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The skatepark was fun, it was a way to release all the stress that Reki had built up throughout the day. Cherry put up a little fight when Reki, once again, suggested that they go skate, but – as usual – he eventually gave in.
“Reki!” Joe called from across the park, “over here!” Reki immediately spun around on his skateboard, heading to Joe.
“What’s up?”
“You doin’ okay kid? You were a bit quiet during dinner.”
“Oh, it’s nothing. Just had a more stressful day than usual, plus Langa-“ He cut himself off. What was Reki even supposed to say? That he woke up cuddling with Langa? That he is much more embarrassed and nervous around him now?
“Langa?”
Reki laughed it off, “It’s chill, don’t worry about it!” He skated back towards Miya who was trying to teach him a new trick on how to turn the corner much quicker.
Joe knew what was going on. Joe knew because in a way he was Reki, just in a different situation.
If he couldn’t help himself, he could at least help the kid.
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After a few hours of skating, Cherry decides that an adult needs to finally step in and tell them to go home. I guess he did have a point, it was a Thursday night and three of them had school the next day. Reki wasn’t as tired as he usually was, though it was probably because he was just watching Langa the whole time. Joe was teaching him how to get more height on his board and he just looked so… cool. Reki couldn’t help it, his best friend was awesome. He was supposed to be the one teaching Langa but look at him.
He can soar higher than I ever could, Reki thought.
“Reki you said you have a test tomorrow, go.” Cherry glared at the pair of boys, fully knowing that they were pretty much failing the majority of their classes.
Miya piped in, “Yeah I’m not skating with someone who can’t pass math. See ya later!”
And with those last few insults, Langa hopped on his bike to drop off Reki at his place.
The four remaining seemed to wait in a suspicious silence until the two were out of hearing range. “What’s wrong with those two? They’re weird… well – weirder than usual,” of course Miya was the first one to speak up. Curiosity always got the best of him, that’s how he ended up with this group in the first place.
Cherry replied, “I’m not sure,” he turned to Joe, “Joe? You said you had an idea?”
Joe squinted his eyebrows, debating whether he should share this newfound information or not. Reki was being weird, and maybe they could help him and Langa. He decided, why not?
“I think Reki likes Langa,” Joe stated, rather factually.
“Likes him?” Cherry asked.
“Well, yeah. He like likes Langa, it seemed pretty obvious to me.” The others contemplated what Joe said. Trying to recall anything that would indicate Reki having a little crush. They all seemed to agree with various nods and approving hums.
Shadow put a hand to his chin, trying to figure out how to fix this situation “So, what do we do? We gotta like… fix Reki.”
“We’ve all got work this weekend, I don’t have time to be Reki’s wingman and a chef.”
Cherry rolled his eyes, this close to kicking Joe in the shin… again. “Well then just let Miya handle it, you can deal with it, right?” The majority seemed to agree, leaving Miya outnumbered. It’s not like he could say no, Reki and Langa were the first friends he’s had in a long time. He owed them something, he would just prefer it to not be matchmaking.
“What am I even supposed to do? I am – not – trying to set up those two idiots!”
Joe dismissed Miya with a wave of his hand, “Talk to Reki, talk to Langa. Just try to figure out what’s going on. I would help but,” He stifled a laugh, “the adults have to do their adult jobs.”
The three adults took off on their skateboards. Shadow headed home and Joe and Cherry headed back to the restaurant. That left Miya, poor little Miya. Stuck with the task of dealing with emotions, not his strong suit. He stood there, shocked, confused, and a little agitated that the group had pinned this all on him.
“What-?”
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Reki let out a breath he seemed to be holding ever since he got on the bike with Langa. Now he was at home. He could relax, and most importantly, he could figure out why his stomach did flips every time he got close to Langa. Of course, there was an obvious answer, it was the first one that popped into Reki’s head, but that couldn’t be it. If that was the reason… Reki didn’t want to think about it.
He trudged to his room, exhausted, and threw on the first hoodie that he could find. His mom, the sweetest woman ever, had left all his freshly washed clothes on his bed.
Maybe I’m jealous?
Reki pushed that thought back. Yes, he thought about it often. The guys were great, and he was just… average. But Langa, for a reason that Reki didn’t understand, absolutely idolized him. It made Reki feel better, that at least one person looked up to someone like him.
He hugged himself in his hoodie, frustrated with himself – then he noticed something. He turned around to look at the folded clothes his mom had left, Langa’s hoodie wasn’t in the pile. Reki held out his arms, investigating the sleeves.
Light blue with navy sleeves, it was Langa’s hoodie.
This discovery made Reki feel comforted, but also embarrassed? Langa was his best friend, this seemed a little too close for a best friend to do.
At least now Reki knew the cause of his weird-ness.
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The next few days were chaos. Miya was left to handle everything. Miya did not know how to handle this. He tried everything, starting with making Reki get over it. Miya did whatever he could to completely humiliate Langa in front of Reki, hoping it would snap that dumb redhead out of it. Nothing worked, not tripping him, loosening his wheels, Nutella on his seat, nothing worked – and Miya didn’t want to waste money buying a whoopee cushion. There was only one option, the one Miya hoped it would never come to.
He had to become a matchmaker.
How do even get two idiots together?
Miya tried the basics, bumping Reki into Langa, loosening Reki’s wheels so he fell onto Langa. The whole process involved a lot of skateboard sabotage and bumping into people, but it was all he could think of.
There was only one way to get these two together.
Miya was going to resort to violence.
The next time the three met up at the skate park, Miya had devised a plan. Step 1: Cause an injury, was already down. Miya didn’t even need to try that hard, all it took was a simple “I bet you can’t do that.” And Reki was flat on his back with a cut on his elbow.
Step 2: Get rid of Langa. Langa ran over to Reki, “Are you okay?”
Reki lifted his elbow, revealing the bleeding scrape. The speed at which Langa ran to get the bandages could be considered a world record if someone was there to time him. Now that Langa was gone, he could move on to the final step, threatening and violence.
Reki gasped as Miya brought his hand down on the side of his head with a surprising thwonk. Reki grabbed the side of his head and yelled, “What was that for!”
“Toughen up, will you! Everyone knows you like Langa you slime!” Miya stepped back, allowing Reki to stand up, “So, do something about it!”
“Wha-“
“I’m trying to help you here! Just do it!” Miya continued to chastise Reki while he looked with astonishment until Langa came back.
Miya switched up pretty quick, “Hey Langa, ‘S’ has been getting boring, wanna have a beef? Just for fun, no worries.”
Langa said yes, naturally, he would take any opportunity to skate against anyone. That was just how Langa did things. He got right back to skating too, didn’t even make a big deal about being challenged to a beef. And since Reki was no longer being actively attacked by a child, he grabbed his skateboard as well and the three just hung out for the next couple of hours.
“I have to go. It’s my turn to cook dinner.” Langa waved and hopped on his bike, “Bye Reki, Miya!”
“Bye!” the remaining two replied in unison. Reki was only able to enjoy the silence for a moment until Miya ruined it, “That beef is going to have consequences you know.”
Reki looked down at Miya, “What kind of consequences.”
Miya thought for a moment, deciding the best way to distribute the pros and cons, “If Langa wins, you have to tell him how you feel. If I win, me and all the guys drop it and we won't bother you about Langa again.”
“What the heck kinda deal is that? Why is it if Langa wins I have to confess? Don’t you want me to?”
“Yeah,” Miya said simply, “He won last time, so it’ll probably be a close match. Don’t worry, I’m still gonna try to win, I hate losing. I’m just saying that logically, our chances of winning are pretty fifty-fifty.”
“You’re evil you know that Miya?”
Miya laughed, and grabbed his skateboard, “I consider this being helpful, see you at the beef tomorrow!”
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Reki was… conflicted. He didn’t get to meet with Langa before the race, so he just stood there on the sidelines, unsure of who he should root for. Usually, it went without saying that he wanted Langa to win, but Miya made it so Reki wanted him to lose. It made him feel bad, even though he really wanted his friend to succeed, he also really didn’t want to confess.
Langa had improved from last time. Miya was obviously struggling to close the distance between the two. Langa had learned his new tricks, and he was honestly doing amazing. Reki watched through the screen in amazement, he really could soar.
The two entered the abandoned warehouse, the finale. Reki thought he was going to have a heart attack as he watched both Miya and Langa perform stunts that would seriously injure your average skater and finally, the two crossed the finish line.
It was impossible to tell who exactly won, so he waited in painful anticipation for the replay.
Here it was, the two skateboards are approaching and Langa’s board crosses the line milliseconds before Miya’s.
Reki knew what to do, and apparently, so did Shadow, Joe, and Cherry. They all showed up at once, ready to transport Reki to his impending doom, a stupid grin on Shadow and Joe and a mocking smirk on Cherry. Reki hopped into Shadow’s car, snapping at the three to shut up before they can tease.
“Go get ‘em, tiger!” Joe mocked with a firm slap to Reki’s back. Reki didn’t even want to turn around, he could feel their eyes on him as he approached Langa. The crowd had left by then, it was late and that was the last beef scheduled. At least Reki wouldn’t have a crowd on him.
“…Hey Langa.”
Langa turned to look slightly panicked, but seemed to calm when he saw his friend, “Reki! I was looking for you, how’d I do?”
“Langa you did amazing, I- sorry give me a sec,” he swung around to face the four watching him. And quickly waved his hands, shooing them away. Miya and Shadow left snickering to each other. Joe stayed behind to mock Reki, making a smooching face that made Joe look stupid. Cherry put his hand on Joe’s lower back and led the two out of the warehouse.
It was just the two of them. “Sorry about that, uh Langa? I kinda need to tell you something. I promised Miya I’d tell yo-“
Langa stepped closer and put his hands on Reki’s shoulders, “What’s wrong, is Miya mad about the beef? Did I do something?”
Reki looked down, trying to keep Langa from seeing his blushing face, he placed a hand on Langa’s and said, “No Langa, you didn’t do anything wrong, it’s kind of more about what you're doing right if I think about it.” Langa looked at him with confusion, urging Reki to continue, “Well… you know how I said you were amazing?”
“Yeah, you said I was an amazing skater.”
“Yeah, but your also an amazing friend, and an amazing person, and… jeez I really don’t know how to do this.”
Langa had an idea about what Reki was getting at, but he needed a little more information to be sure. Reki continued, carefully and slowly, choosing his words one by one, “You know, when I first saw you skate against Shadow, and I saw you jump … I thought ‘Wow! I want to be as cool as Langa, look at how talented he is!’ But I think it’s something different – well – how do I explain this?” Reki started nervously fidgeting with his headband, “I thought I admired you, I still do but, I think I also feel something else, you know?”
That was the confirmation Langa needed. It reminded him of the confessions that he would get from girls in Canada. He felt bad, but he would always politely decline. His mother had always told him that when he met the right person he would know. He was pretty sure none of those girls was the right person. But Reki… it felt different. It felt better, more genuine. Langa didn’t look at this confession with a sense of dread, because he knew he wouldn’t have to “politely decline” Reki.
His mom was right, Langa was pretty certain, Reki was his person. “Reki,” Langa took his hand to stop him from fidgeting with his headband. “I know.”
Reki’s hand fell limp in Langa’s, that wasn’t what he expected, “I guess I’ll just say it, it’s like ripping off a bandaid, right? Langa, I like you… a lot. And I wanna go out with you and do all the cute coupley things together.” Reki looked to the floor, he didn’t want to look Langa in the eyes.
“Reki I – is that my hoodie?”
What kinda question is that, Reki thought to himself. He looked at his sleeves, he must’ve accidentally put it on again. “I- uh… yeah, sorry about that.”
Langa laughed, it was a nice laugh. It might’ve been the first time Reki really heard Langa laugh, “See, we’re already doing all the cute coupley things, keep my hoodie.”
“Why-“ a fist bunched up the fabric of Reki’s, well – technically Langa’s, hoodie, and pulled him into a kiss. At first, Reki was shocked, could this really be happening? Of all the outcomes he could think of, this definitely wasn’t one he predicted. Reki closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax into the kiss.
Langa pulled back, leaving Reki breathless and shocked, but absolutely stunned by the bright red blush painted across Langa’s cheeks. He was pale, so the rose tint on his cheeks stood out. “You look good in oversized hoodies, Reki.”
Reki fell against Langa’s chest, refusing to let him see the damage that compliment had done, his cheeks and ears were practically on fire. “You can’t just say that!”
Langa laughed at the sight of Reki attempting to cover his face with his hoodie sleeve, “I’m just being honest.” He took Reki’s hand, revealing his face, and cupped Reki’s chin with the other. Reki moved towards Langa, less nervous than before, and placed his hands on his shoulders. The two moved in for their second kiss, but this one seemed more natural and definitely more passionate. It was a kiss that spoke without words, it said “I’m here for you, always.”
The two eventually had to stop their display of affection, Reki’s mom would get worried if the two weren’t back by midnight. The two hopped on Langa’s bike, Reki clinging to his waist, and headed back home.
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“C’mon Reki, we gotta go!”
“Why are you in such a big rush this time? It’s just dinner at Joe’s”
“I know, but I want to properly introduce them to my boyfriend.”
Reki threw up his arms to cover his face instinctually, “Langa!”
“What? I just want them all to know,” Langa hugged Reki from behind, “I want them all to know that I have the best boyfriend ever.”
Reki turned to face Langa, inches away from his face, “I should be the one saying that” He moved closer, smiling, “You’re my favorite person in the world.”
“And you’re mine.” The two grinned stupidly at each other before realizing that they probably needed to head out now if they were going to make it to Joe’s restaurant on time.
They were the last ones there. Everyone was already in their regular seats, waiting to see what would happen.
Langa spoke first, which was the first thing that shocked everyone there, he wasn’t usually the person to initiate conversation. “Hey, guys!”
The group all said their greetings apprehensively, not used to this oddly cheerful Langa. Cherry was the first one to speak, “How was your night?” A very normal question, but everyone knew he really meant “So are you two dating or not?” and that was a question Langa was happy to answer.
Langa stepped up to his audience, “So guys, I would like to introduce you to my boyfriend.” He slipped his arm around Reki’s waist as Reki grinned at the group, eliciting a small applause from the group.
“I told you I was being helpful,” Miya shouted.
Reki rolled his eyes, leaning into Langa’s shoulder, “Yeah, helpful and terrifying.”
“Well would you look at that, we were right Cherry,” Joe swung his arm over Cherry’s shoulder and pulled him into a tight hug.
“Wait Miya, what do you mean being helpful?” The room quieted down as they thought about how to answer Langa’s question.
“Well,” Cherry started, “We all pretty much figured out Reki’s feelings and decided to step in.”
“Yeah, we sent Miya in as Reki’s wingman!” Shadow shouted, laughing.
“He was totally flustered around you, it was really obvious”
“Joe, stop it!”
The group continued to embarrass Reki as Langa laughed. But Reki didn’t really mind, everything was perfect. He had Langa, and Langa had him.