findingnolan​:
@gottacrowfast​
Nolan had hung out with Peter a handful of times. He was beginning to get to know him a little better. He liked his witty jokes and playful banter. He was nice on the eyes too. But that was something Nolan kept to himself. They were currently at Peter’s place, playing video games and just having a chill time. There was something eating away at Nolan though. Something he didn’t want to come to terms with or admit. For now he focused on the screen in front of him, trying his best to look at the other man as little as possible. “I may have lost the last four rounds but I swear I’m going to kick your ass on the next one.” He set the controller down and rubbed his eyes. “I need a five minute break though first.”
Nolan was hot and shitty at video games, and those two things meant that he could hang whenever he wanted as far as Peter was concerned. So maybe he wasn’t shitty at all video games and maybe Peter just picked the ones he was great at whenever they were hanging out at his place, but he liked winning. Didn’t everyone? Peter answered the other boy’s challenge with an obnoxious guffaw, his eyes screwing shut with exaggerated laughter, and he tossed his own controller onto the armchair to his left when Nolan expressed needing a break. “Yeah, sure you are, bro, that’s why you need a break, right? Or do you gotta take a piss and center yourself for your next ass kickin’?”

















