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13/6
3:40pm
It was Eduardo’s birthday today or whatever he didn’t really care much about it. I don’t even feel any different, I’m an adult now who cares? Eduardo had thought to himself while his good buddy Jon (which he would never in a million years refer to as his “good buddy”) kept insisting on making his eighteenth birthday such a huge deal.
“C’monnnnn Eduardo just let me treat you! You’re an adult now! A proper one!” Jon whined, his heavy southern Londoner accent already starting to piss Eduardo off, and on his special day no less!
“GOD If I say yes will you shut up?!” Eduardo groaned into his hands he had clasped against his face
“Ehm…Yes?” Jon nodded his head a bit before making a “my lips are zipped!” motion with his hands
“Good.” Eduardo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “So where are we going?”
Jon tugged on his imaginary zipper with a panicked expression, Eduardo just rolled his eyes
“You can unzip”
Jon let out an exasperated gasp as he unzipped his lips
“Gee thanks Eduardo it was getting kinda hard to breathe like that”
Jon noticed Eduardo’s pissed off expression and decided to cut the jokes and tell him where he would be taking him
“I know a real good pub down here I thought it’d be fun to go, they give you a free sundae for your birthday”
Eduardo just nodded “..yeah yeah” he was pretty indifferent about the pub, he preferred clubs but for Jon he would go because clubbing makes Jon cry.
Jon seemed pretty excited, pulling Eduardo into a tight hug, Eduardo’s face tensed up he was ready to push Jon off of him until he sunk into his embrace.. was Jon always this soft? His arms were exposed Jon tended to wear a lot of shorter sleeved shirts. Eduardo mindlessly trailed his fingers along Jon’s upper arms as he pressed his face lightly into the crook of his neck but not fully burying it, he snaked his hands under Jon’s sleeves which elicited a jump from Jon. Shit Eduardo didn’t realize how sensual that had gotten. It'd been a long time since he’d hugged someone he was trying to recall the last person he’d hugged, it was probably his year twelve girlfriend Laurel.
Eduardo cleared his throat and let go of Jon, Jon looked away kind of awkwardly and left to go get ready to go to the pub..
Fuck.