pomegranates and sandwiches;
Characters: Arlington Jacob IV, Daniel Joel.
Setting: outside the peachcoke... mansion....
Summary: Joel is ~homesick~ and wants someone to talk to. Arlo eats a sandwich.
Warnings: They are yaois. hi
( So here I am, its 3 AM, I don't know where to begin )
Setting: outside the peachcoke... mansion....
Summary: Joel is ~homesick~ and wants someone to talk to. Arlo eats a sandwich.
Warnings: They are yaois. hi
( So here I am, its 3 AM, I don't know where to begin )
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Right -- no. No it did not matter. You know why? Because Jacob was already awake, and no matter what time it was he was already standing in the kitchen with a pomegranate, making a turkey sandwich.
Time? It was just an irrelevant variable.
I mean, it was probably important, right? Who would wake someone up at 4 AM (--or was it 3 AM?--) for something stupid?
... Sure, Joel wasn't exactly ... well.
Huh.
(Holy shit if this is something stupid--"Hey," Jacob called out, pushing the front door open (--watch him not even be here--) "-- Oh. Look. You're here ( ... )
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"DUDE," he screeched, his voice cracking as he spun around to face his friend. His face becoming blank for a split second, he laughed hesitantly and pointed at Jake. "I... I knew that was you."
Recovering just in time to grab the pomegranate, he frowned up at Jake. "Baby, isn't just me wanting you important?"
Ohhh he was so funny...
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"No," He said simply, before taking a few steps down onto the porch. "no, it's not important enough."
Which, wasn't exactly true. In a way, Jacob was sort of excited that Joel had called him down; it changed up routine, and any change was a good thing. Even if that change was, 'dude it's 3 AM come comfort me outside in the cold, cold world.'
"Yeah, so what's up?"
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Well. Really, it would sound lame no matter how he put it.
"I guess I was just thinking, yeah?" He mumbled reluctantly. "About like... home and stuff. Wondering if I'll ever be able to go back, right? And then I start to thinking -- does anyone even miss me, y'know? Like.. maybe she's better off now that I'm no--"
Erk.
Joel bit his lip and looked down at his feet, obviously embarrassed. Last thing he needed to bring up was that he had a mommy complex, too. "Never mind." He blurted.
Pause.
"But yeah... you ever uh.. miss where you're from?"
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It's not that he wasn't listening to Joel -- he was, but it just didn't really... look like it. It's sort of like talking to someone who working on their car, or building one of those little ships in the big glass bottles, except this person was eating a turkey sandwich.
"Huh? -- Oh, yeah." He replied before taking another bite out of the sandwich. "Yeah, yeah I know what you--" he pauses for a moment to chew (it almost fell out of his mouth) but continues quickly after swallowing "--mean."
Actually. Not that he had taken a minute to soak with Joel has said... well, Jacob realized that he really did know how he felt.
"Yeah... aha. I guess for me I doubt it, but, eh."
Because here he wasn't, you know, a failure.
He quickly added, "--I don't miss it, though" because, well. He didn't. Sure he didn't mind the place as much as some, but hell, he was glad to be out of there ( ... )
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It still earned a brief horrified expression.
A small shrug his response, Joel hid his hands in his pockets, no longer feeling hungry enough to eat. Shaking his head in defeat, he left out an awkward laugh. "I guess I am, huh. I don't really got any friends to miss, though. Never was the popular guy, right? It's not so much even where I lived, since that was crap. I guess it's just --"
He shrugged again, more from nerves than anything else. "Just a special person. Home is where the heart is or whatever, y'know?"
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In truth, Jacob was more popular than he would of liked to be; mostly because that 'popularity' was more of 'notoriety' than anything else.
"Special is a good way to put to for me too, I think..." giving a slight beat before quickly adding, "I dunno."
"Do you miss anyone in particular right now?"
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Really, he was embarrassed. All this emotional stuff -- not his style, right? Especially when the one person you're okay talking about this stuff to isn't --
... agh.
"You'd just laugh, though. Most people would."
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To tell the truth Jacob didn't really care if Joel missed his mom or not (though, he couldn't understand why), the thought was just unlikely enough for it to be safe to joke about. He figured it'd be some chick (or some dude if he swung that way) or his best friend or... something like that.
"I think... I miss..." he paused, "My best friend. I miss him, but only a little, yeah."
A half-lie, but whatever; this wasn't about him.
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Quietly at first, mind you, but it got louder pretty quick.
I mean -- what else could you do? It was pretty funny, right? Right! Of course it was funny. Jacob was a funny guy and it was a funny joke. It was just so -- haha! Who would even miss their mom.
So he kept on laughing.
At first it sounded genuine enough -- I mean, haha~ -- but after several moment it was probably teetering on the edge of creepy. And I guess Jake had just offered up his own bit of insight but Joel was just tooooooo busy laughing!
He reached over and smacked Jacob on the back, apparently pretty enthused about the whole joke. Honestly, it was sooooooooo~oooo funny and he just couldn't contain --
whatever.
He punched Jacob in the face.
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( ... )
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