Joe.
We ended staying up all night in the living room, as per Rami's demand.
Just after we had dinner (Lucy made a curry, that's right) Rami rushed upstairs and straight to Gwil and I's rooms to grab pillows and blankets, yelling Lucy to open the Netflix app on the TV to get all Disney movies she could find while I do dishes. Don't you find it weird that dudes and gals ranges from 25 to 29 enjoy these kind of stuff? Well one thing I know is that this is something we grew up with that Gen Z maybe don't want to do because of the technology they have infront of them.
Not like I don't like the idea of people depending on technology, I'm actually a fan of social medias. But I still want the human interaction. Face to face. FaceTime would do. But physical contact and affection is just something. Eh, you know what I mean.
I'm in the middle of both sides.
Lucy's still asleep when I woke up, her back facing Rami as the latter had his legs wrapped around my waist. It isn't awkward for us, though. Rami is clingy as fuck, awake or not and Lucy doesn't mind at all.
I immediately went to get my phone from the DVD shelf, snapping a photo of our situation and sending it to Gwilym.
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good morning from your gay bff and couple of the year.
Sent 07:09 ✔️
Gwily
Bold of you to assume I'm jealous.
Received 07:09
I was already typing my reply when I received another text from him.
Gwily
Yes. I'm jealous BASTARDS I'M COMING HOME
Received 07:10
I wheezed as I continue typing, Rami stirred beside me and tossed around, hugging Lucy from the back which I awed in admiration. Wow, I'm really hopeless romantic.
YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT CAUSED ME TO DO THIS. also, I did groceries so we have stocks until next week. don't be mad now
Sent 07:10 ✔️
Gwily
Did you shit on yourself when I'm out?
Clean your room
You have until today or I will burn your things when I get home
Yes not mad but clean your room Joseph it's nasty
Received 07:11
He types like that, sending every sentence one a time so you might as well wait for a minute or two to make sure he had sent everything he wants to say before you attempt to reply. You wouldn't want to delete what you've done just because he would send something completely different and you want to smack him with his own phone.
I will clean it yes now go to sleep it's late there.
Sent 7:12 ✔️
Gwily
Good good
I'll sleep now you also clean the backyard
Gnight.
You guys take care don't make Ram eat raddish again
Kiss Rami and Lucy for me
🖤
Received 7:12
I didn't have the chance to reply because a hand snatched my phone before I could even react. It's Lucy reading my exchange of messages with Gwilym and Rami nosing himself as well.
Oh god they thought I'm texting someone.
"Why are you smiling while texting Gwily?" Rami asked, yawning right after as he stretched his small frame.
"He reminded us not to let you eat raddish." I answered that made him smack me with a pillow. "It's true! Read it Lucy!" I retorted, shielding my arms from his pillow attacks.
"He did say it, Ram. Don't be grumpy now I'll make pancakes." Lucy's way of shushing Rami out of his grumpiness and inhuman decisions is by food, which I do believe is a very good tactic.
I mean, who doesn't love food?
The day had gone slow for the three of us kept the fort and spent few more hours doing absolutely nothing. Afternoon came and the couple needed to go home for work. Both of them are currently working on a restaurant. Rami works as a part-time waiter because he wants to keep himself busy, as if practicing all day for his theater acts isn't enough. As per Lucy, well she has to be there because her grandma owns the place.
You could say there's a lot of grandpa's and grandma's here in our neighbourhood. No, actually it's a place for the families of the soldiers. (Idk what it's called in the US but in PH it's naval base) So that explains why I thought Ben was a soldier ghost.
Speaking of Ben, the house seems oddly quiet today. I mean- it's Monday perhaps he went out and grab some things for his new home or drop by their office to finish stuff WHY DO I CARE SO MUCH ABOUT THIS GUY I HAVEN'T MET HIM.
Anyway, so yes. It's Monday. Gwil texted and he's already on his way home so I have to clean my room before he sets it on fire when he gets back. I'm too broke to afford new set of clothes. And too soft to let go of those clothes because they're from my mom. As soon as the couple bid their goodbyes with Rami squashing the hell out of me and say he'll gonna miss me like dude you're five houses away from me, I immediately grabbed all cleaning supplies that I need and began cleaning my room. Dumping all garbages I've stacked there ever since the last time I saw this place as an actual room and not a dumpster.
Okay, maybe I'm a bit exaggerating here. My room isn't nasty. It smells like a man- no not the after-sex smell of a man because I'm virgin as fuck but you know what I mean. My clothes are all over the place..
Yes. BUT to my defense they're separated from dirty laundry and clean ones. Still all over the place atleast I know where to grab the clean ones and throw the dirty ones. I do have a hamper and a closet but I'm too busy to fold them.
Because I'd rather go outside and take photos.
After two hours I've finally decided that my room is clean. Clean in a way that I can convince Gwil to exchange rooms for a day because the guy is neat as fuck. Says a lot because he is a music teacher. He teaches kids. He loves kids. He doesn't love me because I'm only three years younger but there's that.
I talk so much.
I was in the middle of dragging the garbage bag downstairs when I heard a faint sound of an old radio playing. Too much static and the echo's kind of distinct unlike the modern ones we have with Bluetooth and Wifi. I slowed down and stood there, my ears trying to find where the sound is coming from and they're so sure it's coming from the house next door.
I'm not sure what the song but it's definitely old. So old that even myself can't identity it, dude it's a slow dance love song. What a cheesy man Ben is.
I hummed to the song as I continue to drag the trash out of the house and to the real dumpster across the street, where it should be. It's almost four pm so I'm assuming the grandparents are out and taking their sweet time for a walk to the nearby park. Oh, I'm excited to see Mister Jim. I don't know his full name but everybody calls him that so I did too. He's nice and precious with this mustache he has that's as the colour of his hair, which is gray. I saw him talking to a stranger as I draw near. Well the dumpster is next to his house. It's like a community dumpster and Mister Jim is the one responsible for it. So the garbage collector won't have to go around the neighborhood. What a beautiful man.
It's not a strange sight to see him talking to someone that isn't from here. He is always that accommodating. I remember when I first stepped in here he was the one who taught me where Gwilym's house is. I walked closer and noticed that the guy he's talking to is a bit familiar. Not too familiar but I think I've seen that built before.
Blonde hair, toned built but not the intimidating type, well kind of. He's wearing a tight white shirt that shows off how muscular he is and oh my god that butt from his shorts. Nice.
"Oi, Joey-boy! Come over here!" Mister Jim called out while my eyes are currently fixated on the man's butt. I startled and quickly look up and greet the man with a wide smile-
Only for my eyes to widen when I realized who was the guy infront of me.
"Joey-boy meet our new neighbour, Benjamin. He's just got out of his military training so you might have not seen him before but he's one of the kids running around the streets back in the day."
I didn't understand half of what he say, all I know is that a pair of blue eyes are striking before me. He had this shy smile forming on his lips that just made his tough facial structure soft. I remember the dog tag. That exact dog tag.
"Aye, mate. Nice to meet you. Call me Ben."
Oh my fucking god he's British.
𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐢'𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐬𝐤𝐬𝐤𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐞.
-𝐫.