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Noah was rudely awakened by the loud and repetitive buzzing of his phone.
He had napped earlier today, at about 8 pm, so it could be midnight for all Noah knows.
Checking the time (and notifications he’s received), it’s 10:59 in the night, almost midnight. His notifications were all just messages from his friends, most missed messages from his boyfriend Alejandro.
Sighing, he opened up his phone and read them all.
[ 9:49 PM, Alejandro ]
Noahhhh
I mis uu
vven aqui :(
Strong start.
For quick context, Alejandro went to a party with Heather, Courtney, Gwen, and Trent. Noah would be there with Alejandro, but he was too tired to bother.
Noah guessed it was Gwen’s stupid idea to start drinking, and Alejandro would get drunk after- 2 shots maybe?
When Alejandro gets drunk, he gets clingy and sad. Like a puppy when its owner goes to work.
So that's why probably everyone forced Noah to get his ass over here to "reunite" with Alejandro.
The next messages nearest to that timeframe were from the others. (Yes, he’s doing this in the correct order, bitch about it if you want.)
[ 10:02 PM, Courtney ]
Noah, get your boyfriend now.
He’s singing stupid love songs about you in Spanish.
Please come here soon.
[ 10:05 PM, Trent ]
Noah dude, I think Alejandro misses you quite a lot.
All he’s doing is talking about you, and it would be adorable if this wasn’t the millionth time he’s done this.
[ 10:32 PM , Alejandro ]
Nnoahh
estoy tristeee
te xtraño miii am or
[10:48 PM, Heather ]
NOAH YOU TWINK GET YOUR SORRY ASS OVER HERE
ALEJANDRO IS INSUFERABLE RIGHT NOW
I MEAN IT I WILL FORCE YOU IF I HAVE TO.
Noah reluctantly decided he might as well just listen to his friends, and walk over to Trent’s house.
He sighed and informed Trent and Alejandro that he was on his way.
***
[ 10:52 PM, You]
Open the door I’m here.
[ 10:52 PM, Trent ]
Finally
The door was opened by a grateful and relieved Trent, inviting Noah in.
“About time.” Heather snapped, grabbing Noah by the collar of his shirt and proceeding to shake him violently.
Deciding he had enough of a lecture, Heather let go after about 7 seconds of torture.
Trent guided Noah to his living room, where he was met with Alejandro laying on his stomach, on the floor, and Courtney watching him concerned. He was mumbling something in Spanish, and slurring his words together so Noah didn’t understand a single thing.
(Gwen was probably vomiting in the bathroom or something.)
Noah pinched the bridge of his Nose and sighed, It was almost funny seeing this.
Almost.
Courtney looked up, and was relived to see Noah arrived. “Finally!” She exclaimed, getting Alejandro’s attention accidentally.
Alejandro beamed the second he layed his eyes on Noah.
He ran up to Noah and trapped him in a tight hug quickly, “Noah!” He cheered, giving the boy a kiss on his cheek.
Noah squirmed for a second, before being placed down by Alejandro. Said drunk boy was staring at Noah with a large and genuine smile, eyes might as well turn into hearts.
Noah tried to be upset, but he couldn’t. It was cute seeing Alejandro in his own little world.
Alejandro then started to rant on and on about how much he missed him, and rephrasing “i love you” all the while about 16 times.
(Noah counted, it was actually 23 times.)
Noah, gently silencing him by covering his mouth with his hand started, “Love you too, but we should go home.” Alejandro didn’t fight with this, because he was happy wherever he went if he was with Noah. He nodded in response, and the two said their goodbyes to poor Trent, Courtney and Gwen.
“Next time I’m watching you like a dog when you go out with them.” Noah lectured, sighing.
Alejandro seemed pleased by this, and just kept leaning on Noah, who was stumbling since his frail body can’t handle any weight.
“Just don’t take any shots. Like, ever.” Noah complained.
“ Cualquier cosa por ti,mi amor.” Alejandro respond, and Noah barely understood a word except for “my love”, since Alejandro taught him the nickname.
“ l ove youuu.”
“...I love you too Alejandro.”