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It was way too hot outside for the duo's liking, the two of them laying on the couch, the silent chatter of any show that was currently being streamed on tv comfortably filling the silence. Their apartment was pretty messy - bottles, clothes, leftovers from slingshots food that the guy had dropped off just the other evening, and more stuff laying around, they were way too lazy to clean in this warmth though.
They had shut all windows, including the blinds, hours ago - even though they had an air conditioner running the whole day, the heat just seemed to be unbeatable, the both of them sweaty, clothes sticking to their skin uncomfortably.
Boombox let out a long sigh, a puff of smoke leaving his mouth while doing so, due to him and Skate smoking together at the moment - maybe it isn't the best idea to get high in this humidity, but what exactly was good to do in this heat, really? Small clouds of smoke formed around the both of them, twirling in the air at any given movement.
" Man, it really IS hot today. When they announced the fact that the phights are cancelled for two whole weeks due to the heat, i thought they were joking." Boombox exclaimed while playing with his dreads, holding whatever he was smoking at the moment in his other hand.
"You really thought that it would be any different this year boxy? C'mon we really should be used to this by now." The red horned phighter giggled under his breath, almost choking on the smoke, while reaching out for a half filled left over can of bloxy cola.
Taking a sip, he grimaced.
"Dude, this shit's warm" he whined, clearly disgusted by the taste of the drink.
Now it was Boombox's turn to huff out a laugh.
" You just said we should be used to it by now" giving a nasty smirk to the visibly irritated Skater, enjoying his suffering at the way too warm sweet drink a little too much - in return he earned a glare that, if looks could kill, would've made him drop dead for sure.
"Woah woah, what's up with the nasty look bro? I just stated what the allmighty Skateboard said" he mused, doing unnecessarily dramatic hand movements while talking, clearly not expecting the taller phighter, whose eyes were filled with mischief now (He knew that look too well) , to take the bloxy cola and throw it right at him, the whole thing spilling on Boombox.
"Eugghh, Skate that's disgusting. Now i gotta get changed in this warmth AND you ruined my cig" The now covered in sticky warm liquid Boombox cried out, looking like a wet puppy, grimacing while hearing the other giggle once again.
Watching the other overjoyed at the scene he created, boombox got an idea. Laying his cigarette down, he smiled to himself before tackling the curly haired phighter off of the couch, starting to tickle him.
"Pft- HEY, STOP THAT" Skate yelped, struggling to get himself out of the Boombox trap.
"Damn, now i'm covered in Bloxy cola too" he exclaimed, the both of them laying on the ground next to each other laughing like high school girls.
Boombox turned himself to the side, now facing Skateboard fully, the latter returning the action and doing the same.
Skate smiled at him in such a sweet manner, it made Boombox's stomach twist, a familiar feeling he tried to ignore bubbling up in his chest. Man, maybe the high was getting to him.
Boombox never really allowed himself to think about Skateboard any differently than a friend, but deep down he knows that he had fallen in love with this exact smile years ago, when the both of them just met, Skateboards lip still bleeding from the way he had fallen from his board, having the exact same smile as now plastered all over his face while looking at Boombox.
A firm, slightly concerned but still joking "What's up Boom? You've been staring into my soul for a hot minute now" snapped him out of his thoughts about the past.
Only now he noticed that he'd been staring at Skateboard pretty intensely. Wait- when did they get so close to each other? Slowly he felt heat creep up his neck, a deep shade of crimson spreading all over his cheeks.
"Oh, uh, i - sorry!" Boombox choked out, quickly sitting up, the smoke that was still remaining in their room swirling around him, - leaving a very confused Skateboard laying on the ground.
"Seriously dude, what's up?" Skateboard asked, brows slightly furrowing, definetly concerned about his friends weird behaviour.
" What? Did i make you nervous?" He joked while sitting up aswell, grabbing Boombox's hand, forcing the smaller man to look at him.
Boombox was weirdly red in the face. Skateboard, still concerned, reached out for Boombox's face, wanting to check his temperature, worried that Boombox was overheating - or if he simply was very high.
Boombox pulled away, standing up, clearly bothered by the other man's touch - seeing Boombox react so negatively to his touch, made Skate's heart shatter. Boombox had never rejected his touch like this.
"I think we should get changed, y'know the cola, sweat and all" Boombox said akwardly, turning away, looking at anything but Skateboard, tugging at the collar of his top, trying to get some air - clearly nervous.
"Hey, first you tell me what's up with you right now" The skater exclaimed while pushing a few plates out of the way with his foot.
"Drop it, seriously Skate." The self proclaimed DJ said nervously, while scratching his neck, eyes darting around the room, landing on a photograph of younger him and Skate together. The fact that Skate would never see Boombox the way he sees Skateboard, made a lump in his throat form.
"Dude no way, i'm not just gonna let you tackle me off of the couch and then run off as if something happened." A now standing Skateboard exclaimed.
Skateboard walked towards Boombox, a few cups clacking together when he stood up and walked against them, cupping Boombox's face in his hands.
"I'm just worried Boombox" He said, head tilted to the side.
Something about the way he stood there, so genuinely worried, his head innocently tilted to the side as if he wasn't regularly killing people in phights, getting high and such, made it Impossible to say no to the skater with red horns. It's one of the many things Boombox had always adored about the man, he could phight for his life and still look good while doing it.
"You're not gonna drop it, are you?" Boombox sighed, looking at the man infront of him.
"Nnnnope" Skateboard exclaimed in an exaggerated manner, making a pop sound at the end, he smiled.
Boombox took a sharp breath, trying to prepare himself for what he was about to say. Oh fuck, this would be the end of their friendship for sure. Boombox isn't sure anymore if he was suddenly sweating so much cause of the heat. Jeez, why was breathing so hard all of a sudden? He started playing with his dreads again.
"Hey, Boombox, breathe. I'm here." Skateboard was clearly concerned, placing a firm hand on Boombox's shoulder. Boombox dislikes making Skateboard worry, especially over him.
".. Well.." Boombox started, voice unsteady. His lips slightly quivered.
" Take yo time man, i won't judge" Skateboard softly nudged him, offering a comforting smile.
Boombox lowered his head, not being able to face Skateboard, shame taking over him.
" Skateboard, i never meant for this to happen, i never planned to tell you- "
"Well damn okay, that kinda hurt" Skateboard joked, trying to lighten the mood a little, though failing horribly - Skateboard internally shot himself right then and there, he wanted to be anything but the reason his friend was feeling down.
Sighing, Boombox continued. " I know you won't wanna talk to me anymore after this" Skateboard audibly winced at that, clearly hurt by the assumption.
"Boombox, i would never leave you, my best friend, just cause of some problem, i hope you know that" the taller man exclaimed.
Boombox looked to the side, still not facing the man infront of him.
"Yeah i know, but this is different than any small arguement we ever had. Trust me" He said, feeling guilty for the fact he ever dared to fall in love with his best friend.
" Oh please, how different could it possibly be?" Skateboard asked, worried about what could've possibly happened, he didn't even remember the fight that they apparently had recently.
The air in their room suddenly felt too thick, as if one could cut it.
"Completely different Skateboard." Skateboards face slightly scrunched up, clearly thinking about what he was talking about - he looked adorable.
Boombox collected his thoughts, there was so much going on in his head right now. Half of him screaming to run away and to just deal with the aftermath later, the other half wanting to confess, cause, how bad could it be, right?
The second half won, clearly not wanting to hurt Skateboard any more and to just be honest with him, that's what he owed him afterall.
He looked down once more, this time too scared to face Skateboard. He exhaled sharply, fidgeting with his top.
"Skateboard, ever since we met, you've only ever been good to me. Since the first time you smiled at me, i knew i had hopelessly fallen for you. I know you don't feel the same, and it's okay if you never wanna talk to me ever aga-"
"Boombox, look at me" He was cut off, Skateboard lifting Boombox's head softly.
Boombox was now fully facing Skateboard. Skateboard had a look on his face he couldn't quite read, curls perfectly complimenting his beautiful face and freckles, even though they were sticking a little to his forehead - explainable with how bad their weather was. Boombox completely forgot what they were talking about for a second, clearly too caught up in the beauty of the skater infront of him.
"Who said i don't feel the same?" The man said softly.
Boombox didn't quite process what he heard, he must be dreaming right now - what the hell did he smoke?
"What." Boombox stated, it wasn't even a question. He genuinely didn't believe what he heard and Skateboard knew.
Skateboard softly pulled the shorter man closer, slowly closing the space inbetween them.
Their faces were inches apart, Boombox could feel Skateboards breath against his own skin, the smell of smoke and Bloxy Cola hitting him. It was a comforting, familiar smell he could drown in. Once more this evening he could feel heat spread across his face, a familiar shade of crimson painted all over his cheeks.
"May i?" Skateboard asked. Boombox nodded.
Skateboards face was now red aswell, it made his freckles stand out even more beautifully.
Skateboard bent down a little, one of his hands moving up to Boombox's neck, the other placed on his cheek, gently caressing it. Boombox practically melting into the touch, placed his hands on Skateboards waist, feeling the other tense up a little, clearly nervous aswell.
Boombox was the one to finally close the space inbetween them, welcoming the familiar lips being placed on his own. They were kind of dry, chipping at the edges and still had some of the sweet Cola taste on them. He adored it.
The two of them stayed like this for a while, needing to take each other in fully, catching up all the years in which they repressed their feelings.
When they finally needed to part, due to being out of breath, Skateboard looked at Boombox with the most lovesick expression one could have.
" Do you understand now?" He laughed softly, Boombox joining in with the laughter, He shouldn't have worried so much.
After they calmed down a little, Skateboard placed his forehead onto the others, their faces being inches apart once more.
"I Love you" he whispered so quietly, nobody but Boombox could hear. He said it with so much care, so delicately, as if, if he said it too loudly, the words could shatter.
"I Love you too" Boombox replied just as softly, placing another kiss onto the others lips, the skater happily returning it.
They just stood there, embracing each other, when Boombox suddenly giggled.
"We really should get changed now Skate. I don't particularly enjoy being covered in Bloxy Cola" He joked, Skateboard snorting at the sudden comment.
"You're right, i completely forgot about that." He laughed under his breath.
When they both went to change together, totally not running against more plates and bottles in the process of leaving their room, Boombox couldn't help but smile to himself.
Maybe confessing wasn't so bad after all.