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[august-early]

“I don’t think you realize how fucking easy you are to read, man. I mean, seriously, you…” he lets the words taper off, not feeling it necessary to start insulting him, even if it’s what he’s accustomed to doing. He stares for a short moment before pulling out his own pack, holding it out. “Take one, it’s cool.”

[demetrivines]

“Thanks Mate.” He said pressing his lips into a hardline as he took one out of the pack. “Okay, so I am easy to read. What do you want me to say? I’m fucked up, we all are. There is no use in talking about it.”

[august-early]

He’s about to go off on another tangent when he picks up on the boy’s unsettling distance from the conversation. His stomach twists, having seen himself in the same position too many times before. He leans his weight against a tree and ducks his head down to try and make eye contact with Demetri. “Yo, dude, you good?”

[demetrivines]

“I’m fine.” He says almost too quick. “You can go now. God knows you want to leave mate and I’m not going to stop you.” He muttered taking a step back his hands being shoved into his pocket to pull out a cigarette, only to realize he had none on him. “Fucking hell.” He cursed under his breath throwing the empty carton on the floor. 

[august-early]

“Yikes. That’s some depressing shit. But, whatever, I know what you mean. Kinda figure at this point life’s not really about being happy, you know? At least, it’s impossible to be in that constant state unless you’re on serious drugs or whatever. Anyway, I’m fucking rambling. I should probably go or something, Kala’s getting all up my ass about me hanging out with you. Not that it’s, you know…my fault, though. Can’t blame you. Seriously. I’m great.”

[demetrivines]

“Yeah yeah whatever.” He said now lost in his own mind to even care about anything at this point. His mind was swirling and all he could think about was him. And it was likely that he would break down at any moment.

[august-early]

“Really? Because you rarely ever smile, or make jokes, or try to relate to anyone, or really anything that generally evidences any type of happiness.”

[demetrivines]

“Fine. I’ve  never been happy.” He said “At least I can’t remember what it feels like.” He paused no that is a lie. “I got a glimpse of it for a while, but it’s gone now.”

[august-early]

“Okay, what’s the deal? Why are you so fucking sad all the time?”

[demetrivines]

“I’m not sad.” He said clearing his throat.

[august-early]

“And that’s why you’re here, right? Because of him.” His tone is flat, dulling his genuine curiosity.

[demetrivines]

“Maybe. I don’t know why I am here.”

[august-early]

He’s silent for a moment, having not expected the boy to open up so suddenly. “Um…so that’s him, right? The guy you’re in love with or whatever.”

[demetrivines]

“Yeah.” He said pressing his lips together. 

[august-early]

“Thanks. But you’re not gonna tell me about him, right? ‘Cause it makes you sad.”

[demetrivines]

“His name was Jay. I accidentally helped him when he was on the run from the cops. He took me in and I did everything he told me to do.”

[august-early]

“Speaking of, you still have my lighter.” He holds his hand out, finally looking at Demetri. “You said we, what does that mean?”

[demetrivines]

“Oh yeah sorry.” He said reaching into his pocket to hand the male his lighter careful not to touch him. “Yeah, we. Me and the guy that broke me out of the system.”

[august-early]

“Yeah. So what have you done?”

[demetrivines]

“A lot.” He says trying to force a chuckle. “I mean I lived on the streets, we did what we had to to survive you know. Stole a lot of stuff, slept with people to find ways to break into their house.” He shrugged. “Just a lot of different things.”

[heda-cora-blog]

“Oh but you should be.”

[demetrivines]

He chuckles. “Like I said love, stay out of my business, yeah?”

[august-early]

“How do you know I’m not the biggest piece of shit you’ll ever meet? How do you know I didn’t kill someone and burn the body and –– fucking laugh about it?”

[demetrivines]

“You are a piece of shit.” Demetri agreed with a smile. “But I like that about you, also I don’t know if you killed someone, but we have all done something.”

[demetrivines]

“I know that sounds weird but it’s true. I care about your friendship and I care about you.”

[august-early]

“You don’t even know anything about me.” He looks off in the distance, away from Demetri. “I mean, really, what –– what do you know? That I’m gay, that I had some family shit going on? That’s nothing. That’s shit you can assume.”

[demetrivines]

"That doesn't mean I can't care. And honestly mate I doubt you are the kind of person who talks about personal stuff."

[demetrivines]

“Because….because-I wish I knew mate. It’s just, you make me feel like when I was back home”

[august-early]

August clenches his teeth, looking down, the corners of his mouth twitching downward in discomfort. He’s never been accustomed to affection in any form. “Whatever, man.”

[demetrivines]

"I know that sounds weird but it's true. I care about your friendship and I care about you."

[demetrivines]

He didn’t what to say to the male. His lips pressed together her sighed closing his eyes. He knew he had screwed up and apologizing didn’t seem to help. “I’m really sorry mate. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. ”

[august-early]

“That part’s whatever. You didn’t know. I’m over it. I think I’m just a little bent over the fact that I can’t seem to figure out why the hell you would even want to do something like that. Like, what your reasoning behind that could possibly be.”

[demetrivines]

"Because....because-I wish I knew mate. It's just, you make me feel like when I was back home"

[demetrivines]

“Why are you so upset at me?” He asked. “I’m sorry I kissed you mate.”

[august-early]

“I don’t –– I don’t like being touched, Demetri. I really don’t like it. And I get that you didn’t know that, and that’s fine. But I’m just –– not okay or comfortable with any part of this situation, so. It’d be better if you just left me alone.”

[demetrivines]

He didn't what to say to the male. His lips pressed together her sighed closing his eyes. He knew he had screwed up and apologizing didn't seem to help. "I'm really sorry mate. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. "

[demetrivines]

“August, please.” He said a tone of desperation in his voice. “I’m sorry for what happened.”

[august-early]

“What the fuck, even, dude? I said I don’t want to talk to you. So stop.”

[demetrivines]

"Why are you so upset at me?" He asked. "I'm sorry I kissed you mate."