Romeo and Romeo

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A/n- OMG our first non hozier song... and it's Troye Sivan because I am a teenage gay kid and this song just does something and it fits so well with these two <3

Me and Romeo got out of the car after what seemed like us just sitting there for hours probably closer to a minute. Romeo was the first to move so I just followed. We went to my room immediately, my dad wasn't home but I didn't want to risk running into the wicked stepmother from hell. When we walked in my room I sat at the desk, my room was well, a mess. People say coke makes you clean and super hyper but when I get anxiety from it I just work out. Cleaning have never been my thing though even before the coke.
Romeo just stood in the middle of the room, looking around for a minute before clicking his tongue "your rooms a mess Marcus" and there it is, the reminder I needed about why I hate this stuck up prick.
"If you have a fucking problem with it you can leave and I'll find a new partner" this was another lie, I checked my emails earlier and the teacher told me there was nobody else willing to switch and that it's either Romeo or I'm on my own, and I will not do this project on my own.
"Hey! That's uncalled for, I don't have a problem with it, it's fine" he looked sad? Again? And there was that stupid little twist in my stomach, again. Fuck this is getting old
"Whatever let's just work on the project" I sat by the windowsill and cracked the window, took out a cigarette god I've been craving one all day. And then I noticed why I haven't had one all day, I lost my only fucking lighter.
"Hey, do you happen to have a light" I hoped my puppy dog eyes were convincing enough to get him to cave, and he did, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a lighter so goody two shoes carry's a lighter huh.
"Here let me" he leaned forward and lit the cigarette that was hanging out of my mouth. We stayed like that for a minute, not talking or moving, just close, too fucking close. I jolted back a little and he gave me another funny face, this boy with his weird little faces.
"Uh... can I have one?" WHOA what did he say? Good boy smokes???
"Yeah man for sure" I pulled out one for him and set it in his mouth, why I didn't just hand it to him, well I don't know. But he didn't seem to care so I wanted to push a little more. I used the light one in my mouth and pressed it to the one in his, lighting it too. Okay I know how this looks, but straight boys are always gay with the homies so whatever it doesn't mean anything.
This seemed to shock him though and he pulled back after his was lit, he took a long drag and exhaled it and wow. His lips sat perfectly around his cigarette, the way they parted when the smoke came out was the most elegant way I've ever seen someone smoke. But this doesn't mean anything, smoking is hot on everyone.
"Heh thanks man, I don't really like people knowing I smoke, so can you keep this between up?" Ohohoho so mr.perfect has a secret.
"Yeah of course dude my lips are sealed" except as soon as you leave I'm telling Lola and calling and telling Vesper and Lola's probably gonna tell Abby and her cheer friends and Vespers probably gonna tell Chris and his buddies, but yeah no lips are sealed.
"Thanks, it means a lot, so uhh what are you thinking for the project format" oh yeah, the project I almost forgot that's why we were here, smoking out of my window, maybe a foot apart.
"Oh I don't really know, I was hoping you could figure out specifics and just delegate shit to me" which is true, I'm trying to do as little actual work as I have to.
We spent the rest of that evening working on the project, and we actually got a decent amount done. I counted at least 4 times we ended up hovering, too close, again. This was...weird to say the least.
At about nine Romeo smiled up at me from my desk where he was hunched at my laptop. That stupid smile.
"It's getting late, I should get home, do you uhh think you can drive me home, I mean like if it's not a problem or anything" I had to hold in my laughter, mr.perfect, mr.everything comes naturally to me, mr.I talk to everyone and am popular, just stumbled over his words asking for a ride.
"It's no problem let me go tell my dad" I walked out of my room and left him in there, if anything goes missing I will commit homocide.
I walked towards the living room where my dad was sitting, drinking of course, and watching some stupid ass sport on the TV.
"I'm driving Romeo home now, it'll be like 20 minutes"
"Who"
"Romeos he's been here since I got home, we were working on a project"
"That's a fucking stupid name"
"Okay"
"Don't fucking okay me boy" and then a remote went flying towards my head, I ducked, it hit a wall, I walked away. Great talk dad real bonding right there.
When I got back to my room Romeo was putting his stuff back in his backpack with a smile. That dumb fucking puppy smile. It was kind of cute, I can see why the girls like him. NO.
"Ready?" I asked with a frown, because I have facial expressions, frown, and anger. The only two you truly need.
"Yup let's roll" okay grandpa
We walked back out and drove to his place, he gave me directions along the way but we still got lost, because I am an idiot.
"Uhh I have no clue where we are" I admitted hoping he recognized this area and could help.
"Yeah same I don't even know how you got this far off course" and of course he was no help, yet another reason I can't stand him.
"Just pull up google maps or some shit my dad'll kill me if we take too long" he laughed, I was not joking.
We made it to his place taking a record 30 fucking minutes, and we said our goodbyes, then I sped home praying to god my dad didn't notice how long this took.

A/n- im blessing y'all with another happy go lucky chapter, this will not last, don't get used to it.
Marcus's room