Request - Fragile (Part 1)

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"Sorry. You said your name was Daithi?" Tyler asked, looking at the Irishman. Daithi nodded.

"Don't talk much, huh? That's okay, we'll do the talking for you," Luke promised, winking at Daithi. Daithi felt his face heat up slightly, and he looked elsewhere. Tyler rolled his eyes and lightly smacked Luke's arm.

"Stop it babe, you're making him uncomfortable. I'm sorry, I can't do anything with him half the time," Tyler apologized.

"It's fine," Daithi said quietly, looking back at the two.

"See? The man says he's fine," Luke said jokingly.

"Just because he says he's fine, doesn't mean he isn't. He's probably saying that because he's too polite to say otherwise," Tyler shot back, shooting Daithi an apologetic look. Luke rolled his eyes and mocked Tyler silently. Tyler shot Luke a playful glare, and Daithi let out a quiet chuckle.

Both stopped and looked at Daithi before smiling and laughing as well. "Hey, we should all hang out sometime," Luke said, looking up at Tyler. Tyler lit up and nodded excitedly.

"Yeah! Dude, that would be awesome!" He exclaimed, looking at Daithi. "You up for that?" Daithi blinked before shrugging.

"Sure, I guess." Both gave him a dazzling smile before Luke got a napkin and a pen out.

"Here," he said as he gave it to Daithi. "Call us sometime," he said, winking. Tyler rolled his eyes and smacked Luke's arm again.

"I told you, stop doing that!" He said as they got up.

"What? It's fun," Luke whined as they left. Daithi looked at the napkin and felt his face warm up once more. He didn't know why, but he also got a bit of a warm feeling. He didn't know what it was for; he just met the two, and he was already feeling weird.

He shook it off and grabbed his phone out of his pocket and put the number in. He didn't know when he'd use it, or why he was even putting the number in his phone, but he still did it anyways. He let out a sigh and got up, coming out of the shop and finishing his walk.

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It was one of Daithi's more depressing days. He would try to cheer himself up, but nothing would work. Not even his dog, and that was always a fail-safe for him. He lay on his bed, looking up at the ceiling and contemplating his life. He glanced over at his phone, which sat silently on his bedside table.

Daithi remembered the two at the shop a couple of weeks before. He forced himself to get up and grabbed the phone. He went into his contacts and his thumb hovered over Luke's contact. He wondered why he was doing it, or if it would help at all. Still, he found himself pressing his phone to his ear, listening to the dial tone.

Just as he was about to give up, it was answered. "Hello?" A groggy voice asked. Daithi recognized it as Tyler's voice. He paused before speaking, cursing himself for not thinking if they would remember him at all.

"Uh, hey, it's Daithi. You know-"

"Daithi? Sweet, you finally called! Me and Luke were getting worried," Tyler cut in, his tired voice immediately lighting up.

"Really?" Daithi asked, surprised. He wasn't expecting then to remember him, let alone waiting for him.

"Yeah, of course! We thought you forgot about us," Tyler chuckled.

There was a pause as Daithi heard a muffled voice in the background, presumably Luke's. "It's Daithi," Tyler said. Daithi heard another more muffled noises before he heard Luke's voice.

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