Eddie gulped. It was now or ever. They were in an open field, preparing for battle against Vecna. If things went south, then he would never get the chance again. He watched Steve walk into the RV, followed by Lucas. He wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans before walking into the mobile home.
"Hey, Sinclair, can we talk?" Eddie asked.
"Sure, man," Lucas said.
"Do you need to me leave?" Steve asked.
"Nah, that's not necessary," Eddie replied. "I'll be quick. I just want to apologize."
"Eddie, it's okay - "
"No, it's not. I was an asshole. I need to apologize. My father never apologized for anything in his life, and I don't want to be like him. Look, I should have postponed Hellfire, and we should have been there for you. I shouldn't have pressured your best friends into not being there, and I sure, as hell, shouldn't have used your sister to replace you. You couldn't postpone your game, but I sure as hell could have postponed mine. I let my prejudices against jocks get in the way of what was truly important. Obviously, not all jocks are bad. I know that now. And you know, there's nothing wrong with being both a nerd and a jock - which I, of all people, should know about liking both considering that I'm bi - bilingual! Yes, bilingual!" Eddie said, and Lucas sniggered.
"Man, it's okay, I forgave you the minute you got framed for murder by an interdimensional evil wizard," Lucas said. "I totally get why you were so protective over the game, and honestly, I kind of lost myself a little bit there. I mean, I never told them that I played the game. I hid it like there was something to be ashamed of. There's not. I don't even know if I want to continue with basketball."
"Hey, if you really want to play the game, then you shouldn't let those assholes - any asshole, really, stop you from playing the game. This time, we'll be there to support you, and if the others complain, I'll kick their ass," Eddie said.
"Thanks, man," Lucas said.
They hugged each other tightly, and when they pulled apart, Steve was looking at Eddie with a crooked grin. There was a light in Steve's eyes that didn't seem platonic in the slightest.
"Sexy," Steve blurted out.
"Pardon?" Eddie asked.
"What?" Steve asked, blinking rapidly.
"What was that?" He asked.
"What was what?" Steve asked.
"What did you say?" Eddie asked.
"I said you were sneezy," Steve said quickly, blushing and starting to walk out of the RV.
"That doesn't even make sense, Steve!" Eddie exclaimed.
Eddie turned around to find Lucas laughing. He clapped Eddie on the shoulder.
"You should know that a lot of us around here are, you know, bilingual," Lucas sniggered again. "We're perfectly okay with that. So, if you want to tell us more about you being bilingual, then we'll be here to listen."
"You guys are just full of surprises," Eddie grinned.
Eddie walked out of the RV with Lucas feeling a thousand pounds lighter and more ready than ever to face what was coming.
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two tigers away (here)
tracklist
everything she wants - wham!
one - marvin hamlisch (a chorus line)
love and hapiness - al green
dancing queen - abba
gaslight - inji
my heart will go on - celine dion
there is a light that never goes out - the smiths
gravity - john mayer
teardrop - massive attack, elizabeth fraser
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so. covid happened and i never saw some people from high school again. i have this dream of being unrecognizable..
like. we run into each other at the local grocery store, which is normal. i’m using one of those scooters and spilling off either side, fat wobbling as we wind through each aisle. i struggle reaching to fill the cart with my food so my feeder does it for me, even though he does like to see me move a swollen, jiggling arm out to grab another box of brownie mix (“we haven’t tried this one in a shake!”). we hit a drive thru before so i have a 32oz milkshake in the other hand, of course
my friend tries not to look at the fatass rolling by. the cart makes a noticeable noise and it takes up an awful lot of room—but i say “oh my gosh, is that you?” and then we make eye contact
they’re a little horrified, and it’s amazing. eyes widened noticeably, a sharp intake of breath, maybe even something like an “oh!” or “jesus!” but they school their expression quickly and we exchange pleasantries, asking about each other’s life. i pretend not to notice the double take at my size
i tell them i graduated with my bachelors and then met him, my feeder (though i don’t announce exactly that, it’s very obvious). i was in a phd program and doing well, but, lol, he knocked me up. we don’t mention it, but i was getting pretty fat by this point and having his kids was the perfect excuse to put everything else away. i promised myself i’d go back but life happens! my friend totally gets it, or that’s what they say at least.
the first were twins and when i mention that, my feeder’s hand, laid on my shoulder, tenses and squeezes the soft fat there. he promised to do that again last night, though this time his goal is to get me bed bound.
i take a sip from the shake before we continue talking and my old friend is probably wondering how far gone someone has to be to have a milkshake at 10am. but they’re still pleasant and by the time we move on they’re shell shocked. at the enabling, at the changes in less than 10 years, and for just how far gone he’s made me
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