childhood friend jude who you know through the food you shared during school lunch breaks and brought morning snacks he claimed jobe didn’t want; through unserious banter and friendly fights; big hugs and long cuddles; constant sleepovers and night whispers.
childhood friend jude who, since little, has been known for being clingy when it comes to you—always choosing you to be on his team, always pleading you with an appearance at his games, always spending his free time with you. and when parents started being stricter with sleepovers as you grew, facetime calls would do.
1 missed facetime call from jude
jude: hey im back
jude: pick up
2 missed facetime call from jude
jude: wait pick up 😭😭😭
3 missed facetime call from jude
jude: pick up lmfaoao
jude: 😭😭😭 pick up
4 missed facetime call from jude
jude: pick up
5 missed facetime call from jude
jude: Pick up
ranting about your days, sharing gossip you got from your friends, playing games just the two of you, late plans for the next day; you’d talk about everything and nothing the whole night, till you’d both end up falling asleep on the phone. a mistake when it happened the first time, and an occurrence jude tries to repeat every time—talking your ears off till you fall asleep; he fakes offense.
childhood friend jude who lays completely under the blankets with you when you two manage to actually have a sleepover, who turns the flashlight on and makes weird faces under the light till you laugh so hard your parents knock on your bedroom door asking if everything’s ok. you cover your mouth, smile evident on your face when you tell them that all’s ok, and all truly is, when you lay on the same bed with him.
childhood best friend jude who first meets your lips in 2020, sitting in your bed, impatiently waiting for your reaction when he tells you about going to dortmund—an impulse, by the way he panics right after, stands up and babbles excuses; you deem it as a mistake. he didn’t mean to, a common impulse between childhood friends who swear are inseparable. you’d know after all.
you two never speak about it again before he moves to germany, though you remain close—an equivocal decision interpreted however one would like to.
childhood best friend jude who assumes with hope and a heart full he has opened your relationship to a room of care, adoration and love—who goes to dortmund with expectations and his smile big. he might now be too far to see you everyday, still, this didn’t seem like a problem for you, for your friendship, relationship; something more.
childhood best friend jude who still facetimes you every night and with whom you talk to as you always have, though your heart aches with what you could’ve been—more than a mistake, more than an impulse.
