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Miles
Gender was a tough concept for Miles.
He was confused- Everything seemed wrong with his body. Like it didn't fit- it's- It's not like he doesn't like it or-
It was just complicated.
Though the crisis he was having was getting a tiny bit out of hand.
Some days he'd walk into the bathroom and look and just want to hurl. He wanted to cry and curl up and never leave his room again. Then- then other days he looks at himself from a different angle and he smiles. He smiles wide cause his jawline looks softer and- and he leans to the feminine side.
His chest looks elevated and- Oh-
That's when it hit him. Him? Does he even like him? Yes- but no-? But also yes-? This was getting confusing.
Miles wandered back to his room, eyeing the makeshift watch Hobie made him after everything went down.
Hobie... Sometimes Miles thinks about them- actually a lot. Hobie visits a lot too. That's besides the point. When thinking about him- he remembers all the times Hobie jokingly pokes at him. Teasing him with the "Well don't you look prettys" and "Aren't you beautifuls". (If it even was teasing...) And for some reason those obvious teases made him want to jump and flap his hands.
It made him want to smile until his face bled.
Because he was pretty and beautiful. Not handsome but pretty. And that's where he stopped his thoughts. With a deep exhale he sits, resting his hand on his lower jaw, staring at his sketchbook.
What if I had long hair?
Wavy hair or his natural curly hair... down maybe like Pav's.
Oh... Pav. Miles smiled, almost like he was struck straight in the heart with cupid's arrow. And then he stopped his thoughts again.
Grabbing his phone, he looked at the time which had read: 2:00am
Shit, he needed to get to bed. Maybe he'd think about it in the morning.
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"How long til he wakes, ya think?"
...Was that Hobie?
"I don't know man! Looks like he's sleepin' like a baby!"
"Keep your voice down, mate. Don't wanna wake sleepin' beauty, would we now, blud?"
Yea. Definitely Hobie and... Pav??
"I am awake you guys..." Miles spoke with a groggy voice, stretching attempting to wake himself up.
"Miles!" He heard both Pav's and Hobie's voice sputter at the same time.
They both spewed into an excited atmosphere. Miles sat up, confused, but also quite happy. Two of Miles favorite people. (Though he'll never admit it out loud. Ever. Even if he reeeaaaallly wanted too.)
"Come on, man! Get up, we have things to do!" Pav was practically jumping up and down, attempting to pull Miles out of bed.
"We do?" Miles blinked blankly
"Yea! Me and Hobie have plans, thought you should come along! You'll like it!"
Miles could just stare at the sight in front of him.
Pavitr had his hand in his- tugging gently so he'd get up while Hobie slung over Pav's shoulder with an awfully endearing yet mischievous smile. While Pav smiled bright, his hair glowing in the sun- and his eyes crinkled as he close them in his excitement.
Hobie glowed too, her- her eyes sparkled in the fresh morning sun.
Miles was just a bit frazzled from all this. "Yeah, yea. I'll get up and get ready." He shook his head, standing up, offering a small smile.
He was in for a day- wasn't he?
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Pavitr
He was so excited, practically going to explode just waiting for Miles- He and Hobie had a whole day planned out! It included all of Miles favorite things.
It wasn't an attempt at asking Miles out from the both of them... (Though it absolutely was- and his face heated up at the thought.)
The anxiety soon seeped into Pav's spirit, his smile faltered- becoming smaller.
"You think he'll actually like this?" Pav questioned to the taller boy infront of him.
"Blud, it's Miles." He flashed a quick grin and nod towards the door.
The excitement was back as Miles awkwardly stepped into the room- almost tripping over himself on a piece of random clothing laying about.
He looked so pretty. Miles wore a white short sleeved shirt with sunflowers knitted into the middle with a red hoodie he was still putting on. Baggy sweat pants draped his lower half while he wore his usual red Jordans.
"Well ain't ya pretty, flower." Hobie said in a flirtatious teasing tone.
Miles simply rolled his eyes- soon posing a question. "Think i can bring my sketchbook with me?"
"Of course!" Pav blurted before Hobie could try to respond. "You know! We are actually visiting a craft fair today, this evening!"
The way Miles eyes lit up almost immediately made Pav's heart do a flip. He could've melted at the smile that was soon drawn to his face and Hobie didn't seem indifferent from the glances Pav got of him.
"Well no time to waste! Let's go!" He grabbed onto Hobie's wrist and Mile's hand. Pav leaped from the side of Mile's window, landing flat on the sidewalk with a proud smile.
"Okay! C'mon guys!"