I have this friend
A soulvester x Gordy short fic
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I have this friend, he smells like pine wood and vanilla.
Hes much older than me, many years older.
I don't know exactly how old, but I know he's an adult, maybe 30-40.
I don't mind, I like him.
As a friend obviously.
I have this friend, we hang out a lot, always in my room or his, never out in gardenview, unless it's at night.
We lay on my bed, he asks me plans for my life, I ramble on, random things. I don't think I have a plan for my life.
He never talks about himself.
I have this friend, he's nice, but lately he's been mean.
He's been avoiding me, not hanging out with me, not paying attention to me.
Did I do something? Does he hate me now?
I have this friend, well.. he isn't my friend anymore I think. I think he hates me now, every time I try to interact with him he finds a reason to leave.
"bassie needs help with something"
"Connie needs to talk to me"
I know it's an excuse, he almost always goes to his room after making up an excuse.
I have this friend, I'm in love with him.
I found out why my heart hurts when he leaves, avoids me. Im in love.. and I think he is too.
I have this friend, I confronted soulvester, asking him why he's avoiding me, ending up begging him to pay attention to me. He stutters out a few words before sighing.
"Gordy, your 10.. it's so, so wrong.."
"but you love me too, don't you?"
My voice was weak, cracking at the word 'love' I was about to cry, I could feel it.
"love?.. gordy do you?.. have a crush on me?" He asked, hands on his knees, he was knelt down, his armor creaking.
"it's not just a crush! I'm in love.. I need you soulvester!.." I sniffled put, eyes starting to fill with tears.
Before I could start talking again he pulled me into a hug.
".. Gordy.. if- if we do this.."
He took a deep breath, talking.
"this needs to be a secret.. okay?.. I could- god I'm disgusting.. this could get me in deep trouble.." he cupped my cheeks. I couldn't speak, not trusting my voice. I nod instead, sniffling.
I have this friend, I love him and he loves me.
He isn't my friend... He's my boyfriend.
He says that when I turn 18 we can be open about us, but I have to say we started dating when I turn 18. That's fine, I like secrets.
I have this boyfriend, I'm 18 now.
I can finally kiss him in the open, some people would call it weird that a 48 year old is dating an 18 year old, but I don't care. He's mine and I'm never letting go of him.