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It's late at night. Reki is lying in his bed, alone, with the window open. His blanket is draping lazily onto the floor, half of it on the ground because he refused to make his bed that morning, as he usually does.
The cold air from outside brushes across his face and he shivers a bit. Not from the cold though, maybe a little bit, but mostly because it reminded him of Langa. It reminded him of when his cold hand brushed across his face when he patched him up that afternoon at the skatepark.
They were skating after school at the skatepark as they usually do when Reki accidentally fell off his board, scraping his chin. It wasn’t bleeding, but the skin there was still scratched so he did need a bandage.
Luckily, Langa was willing to bandage him up, since he couldn’t really see where the entirety of the wound was because they didn’t really bring a mirror with them all the time.
Eventually, after a good few hours, Reki slaps the sides of his face because he had had enough. He squeezes his eyes shut and since his family was all asleep, he whisper-shouts, "Alright. Thats it!” He says angrily “I'm telling him tomorrow!" Little did he know that this little sleep-deprived decision he just made would change his future up, for the better.
His alarm goes off to get up at 7:00AM for school. His eyes slowly blink open. One of the first things he remembers from last night was him deciding that he was gonna tell Langa that he likes him.
He then sits up, swings his legs out of bed and turns his alarm off. Once he turns the alarm off, he notices that Langa had texted him.
'Morning, Reki.' 2 minutes ago
'Did you have a good sleep?' 2 minutes ago
Reki knows that he does this every morning, but it still makes him blush every time. 'He asks that like we're dating..' He thinks. Reki then picks up his phone, his bandaged hands knocking slightly on the wood. He then texts back,
'Mornin' Langa!!'
'I had a good sleep.'
'What about you?'
Langa then texts back, scarily fast,
'I had a good sleep too.'
Reki unknowingly smiles at that. That. The fact that Langa had a good sleep. He then catches himself and mutters "God.. I'm so whipped.."
He then sighs, and texts back,
'Thats good! I'll meet you at our meetup spot.'
'See ya soon!'
And puts his phone down on the wood and starts to get ready. All meanwhile his mind is still infested with toughts of Langa. Still.
At 7:36AM, Reki finishes breakfast, grabs his scratched skateboard yells "I'm off to school!" and runs out the house. He then hops on his skateboard and starts skating down the road to his and Langa's meetup spot, his deep red hair flapping in the wind.
He gets there at 7:42AM and sees Langa skating towards him. He sees Langa's blue hair glidingin the wind, and wonders genuinely how someone’s hair can look like that while skating, with all the wind.
He then looks at his eyes next, they were shining like a frosted over lake in the early mornings of winter and he just... stares for a few seconds, as Langa is skating towards him.
He then makes it to the lamppost and looks and Reki with a small confused smile on his face.
"You ok? You're staring again.." Reki then realises what he's doing and snaps himself out of it, diverting his eyes begrudgingly away from him and quickly says "Yeah! I'm perfectly fine! I was just thinking about something, nothing to be worried about!"
When he looks back at him, he thinks he sees that Langa has a little bit of blush on his face, but then he looks away, and he thinks he must've been imagining it, because there's no way that Langa actually liked that Reki was staring at him, right? ...right?
He then feels Langa's hands on his head and gets jolted out of his thoughts by the sudden contact and he ends up jolting for a second. He then looks back at Langa.
"Oh, sorry. Your headband was crooked." he then reaches up again and straightens his headband.
Reki looks up at him while he's doing that and notices some things. Like how he always narrows his eyes and his mouth goes slightly up whenever he's focusing on something, and the feel of his cold skin through his hair.
Langa then pulls back and says "There you go. It’s not crooked anymore.". He then grabs Reki's hand and pulls him along, skating down the street.
Langa tightens his grip on Reki's hand and then he thinks, 'oh no.'