you're gonna sing the words wrong

[sunnydazcd]

𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒, he/him, twenty6, rec center swim instructor

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[lovedearlove]

Noah hadn't cried in a long time. At least, not really. Sometimes he cried at things that didn't really matter... like recently, when he and Wes saw The Sheep Detectives, in the movie theatre. And it was a lovely film, surely, but it was relatively low stakes, all things considered. This was different. Tommy was one of his best friends, one of the most important people in his life, a sister of sorts, doing a complete 180 on him. And sure, lately he had been pretty wrapped up in his relationship with Wes. They were practically attached at the hip, and there was a part of Noah that could understand the annoyance of that, to an extent. But sue him! He'd never been happy like this. Never felt so devoutly seen or cared for by somebody, and known that he returned all of the same feelings. And yeah, the honeymoon stage of their relationship was certainly strong and continuing, but Noah thought he should be allowed this. He'd always felt sort of radically optimistic, and in a way, the karmic balance of his positivity felt like it rewarded him with the best boyfriend he could possibly have. He didn't understand why that was suddenly a bad thing.

So instead of getting ready to hang out with Wes, Noah cried on his bed, feeling it sort of take over. He didn't even notice Wes knocking softly on the door, and he only processed that he wasn't alone when he felt Wes hand resting lightly on his leg, the patterns as soft as can be. "W-Wes?" He sniffled, immediately feeling bad for being seen like this. It's not that he didn't feel safe in being vulnerable with Wes... he just didn't want to bring down the mood. They were supposed to spend time with each other, and now Noah was sobbing into his pillow. "I.. Tommy and I.. we." He didn't even want to finish the statement. It would all feel a bit too real, then. "She's like, she's so fucking angry with me, Wes." He sniffled, eyes cast downward. "But she started saying shit about you and me... and it made me so fuckin' mad. She's like family."

[sunnydazcd]

Wes was prepared to go on a rampage if someone had messed with Noah again. Whether it was putting worms in his bed or something else, he was ready for it. His fingers continued to tenderly strum along his leg as Noah spoke through his tears, trying to explain what had happened. Wes was having trouble piecing it all together, but Tommy was practically the last person he would have ever expected to upset Noah. He hated this for him; knew how much Noah treasured their friendship, and although hearing that she was saying shit about them wasn't exactly comforting, Wes tried to see it from her eyes too. He didn't know the whole story, obviously, but he knew they had been practically inseparable. Hell, at one point Wes thought they were sleeping together because she spent so much time in his room. And now he was taking up all of that time. Maybe that was selfish of him to do, but he and Noah had seemed on the same page - happy and giddy in their own little world - so he just assumed everyone else had rolled with the punches. Noah deserved the absolute best in the world, and Wes wanted to be that for him - as much as he could. But he also couldn't be the one hogging him.

Climbing up beside Noah on the bed, Wes stretched out his arms, affectionately tugging him into his chest. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart," he murmured sweetly. "I know; you two are like siblings. But maybe it will be okay. Siblings fight sometimes. Trust me." Wes wasn't sure his words were helping or not; he liked to think he was good at comforting, but wasn't sure that was always the case. "What did she say? If you don't mind telling me. Maybe we can figure it out together." Wes' hands rubbed up and down Noah's back as he held him, and he pressed a kiss to his hair. "I know we have been spending so much time together, and I'm so so happy. I wouldn't change a second of it. I have fallen for you, so fucking hard." He paused, letting a hand slip into Noah's soft hair to comb through it soothingly. "But... do you think maybe she's jealous? Maybe not so much of us together but maybe... do you think she feels like she's losing you?"

[sunnydazcd]

for: tabby (@rainbowxsouls)

location: cake a diem

After work was over, Wes decided to make a stop at Cake a Diem to grab something for Noah. He'd been hurting lately from the falling out with Tommy, so he thought maybe some kind of treat would cheer him up. He wished he was a better cook, or baker - something that he still needed Noah's help on like, all of the time. He knew anything he made would brighten Noah's mood for the effort, but he wanted to give him something that actually tasted good too. There were so many choices though that it was a little overwhelming. Wes figured he'd get a few different things, but still had trouble narrowing them down. "Do you have any flavor recommendations?" Wes asked to the woman in line beside him. She looked so familiar, and although it took a moment to click, realization dawned on Wes that it was Tabby. At least it looked like her, from older pictures he'd seen. Usually exes meeting would have been really awkward, but Noah still gushed about Tabby and assured she was chill. He'd been wanting to meet her anyway. "You're Tabby, right? If my guess is way off then please just ignore me," he joked.

[sunnydazcd]

for: saul (@grxndvoile)

location: their apartment

Wes liked having Saul as a roommate, but he'd begun to realize he might not be the best at showing it. He wasn't sure if it was that he was just so attached to Noah all of the time, or their schedules clashed, but he hadn't spent much time hanging around him. He seemed nice, and like he was studying a lot, but Wes realized he didn't know much about him at all. After hogging the tv for a good while playing video games, he heard footsteps and spotted his new roomie; immediately Wes' lips bloomed into a grin. "Hey, man! Your turn to be in charge of the tv if you want. I've been getting my ass kicked on here for a while now," Wes joked, wiggling the game controller out toward him. "I'm in that lull at the end of the day where I could use a nap, but if I take on now, I'll never sleep." Wes' smile softened as he continued rambling. "Have a good day? One of these nights we all need to have like a roomies' game night or something! I feel like I never see you."

[sunnydazcd]

for: roman (@ecrivainlcvande)

location: roman's place

Wes and Roman had been saying for some time that they would get together for dinner, but now as the evening approached he felt nerves bubbling up inside. He shouldn't - after all, Roman was a great guy. They both held love for his late sister, who neither would ever get to see again. But instead of that creating a bond, it seemed to have created space. He hoped it wasn't too awkward of a dinner, but despite the possibility, Wes wanted a chance to spend time with him. Even if they just talked random bullshit, he wanted to make sure Roman was okay. After are, they were almost brothers at one point. Arriving with a six pack tucked under his arm and a bottle of wine in hand - since he had no idea what Roman liked to drink or if he even did at all - Wes knocked lightly on the door to his home while trying to ignore the anxiety billowing within.

[fcreverlasting]

starter: wes ( @sunnydazcd ) location: shirley's diner

she feels a little like a spy, asking winnie to let her know if wes ever came to shirley's. in her defence, it's hard to know where to catch him where noah won't be at his side, and what are the chances he'd say yes if she text asking to meet up, anyway? she's not at all nervous for the imminent argument. if she's worried about anything, it's that if she spends any more time in shirley's lately, they're gonna start putting an apron on her.

"wes," she starts, sliding into the seat opposite him after all but slamming his drink down onto the table, "the way you spoke to me at open mic— that shit ends now. it's not getting either of us anywhere. do you agree?"

[sunnydazcd]

In need of a more quiet escape for lunch, Wes decided to hit up Shirley's. He loved the community center, but the chaos of summer had begun and he wanted a few minutes to himself. Normally he'd be fine with someone joining him, but as he saw Grace slide in across from him, Wes froze immediately. His eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed at her words, though he tried to keep his anger at bay.

"How I spoke to you? You called me gross when you brushed past me. The only thing I said was you'd probably never apologized to anyone before, and that I expected more of you as a friend. I find that real rich coming from you, when you're the one that was talking shit about Noah, and me for liking him. The only thing I did was point out the truth." Wes sighed, his fingers shaking as they curled around his drink glass. "It's not, no. But I don't know what more you expect from me."

[sunnydazcd]

for: noah (@lovedearlove)

location: their apartment, noah's room

Wes had gotten home early from work for once and decided to surprise Noah by showing up an hour before expected. He thought maybe they could get in a sunset walk along the beach or something, and he was jazzed about it. Once he got to their apartment he placed his keys down quietly - attempting to keep the surprise plan in tact. As he tiptoed down the hallway and noticed Noah's door was closed, Wes knocked on it lightly, waiting for an answer. Noah always assured it wasn't necessary, but when the door was shut he always made a point to anyhow. Apparently it was opened a sliver though, just enough for his knock to push the door open. There he found Noah lying on the bed, and a muffled sound that only could be that of tears.

"Noah? Baby?" Wes murmured gently, immediately stepping into his room, his heart feeling like he'd swallowed it whole. His happy, overjoyed, usually giddy boyfriend was crying, and it broke him apart. "Baby, what's wrong?" He asked, keeping his voice soft, almost a whisper, as he moved to sit on the edge of his bed. "Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?" tentatively Wes moved a hand to Noah's leg, resting there lightly in support, his fingers tracing in a soothing pattern. "Talk to me, please."

[lovedearlove]

a new pride post from @fishboycho:

happy pride!!! these days, im prouder than i've ever been. proud to be out loud and surrounded by so much love! proud to have a boyfriend, who makes all of the best things even better. proud to have the greatest parents in the game. proud to call my people, my people. sending you all a little extra love this month! kiss your people (consensually)!!! WOOO LGBTQs!!!!

@sunnydazcd

[lovedearlove]

All the hecklers would probably be rolling their eyes, seeing the two of them now. But Noah couldn't really care less, radiating happiness at the feeling of Wes in his arms. He'd turned into a total sap, but that didn't bother him one bit. He was allowed to change... at least a little bit. And he was still very much himself. Still immature, still ridiculous. Still loyal and idiotic and earnest. He just had a person now, and it's not that he hadn't had people before, but there was something different here. He wanted to indulge in it as much as Wes would let him. And if that meant doing silly things in front of the town just to be able to claim this feeling... this happiness? He'd do it over and over again.

Noah gave him his goofiest grin, something a little warm and gooey on the inside. It was a silly, little teasing moment and Noah loved it. It all felt so playful and sweet. “In bed, I think we can make some exceptions. Would rather you in nothing, anyways.” And it was true. If Noah could spend the rest of his life ogling his boyfriend, he would. He intended to, but it seemed that this would be a surprise to absolutely no one. He grinned, a glint in his eyes, as he waggled his eyebrows a little bit. “Looks like we’re on the same page, babe. As usual. How’d we get so lucky?” Noah could have swooned. “Hey! That’s my line. You’re my Sandy, baby. Got the gorgeous fuckin’ hair to match.” He smiled sweetly, blushing a little bit. For all of Noah’s brashness, he was really just a boy with a crush. “I think the town might have a lot to say. But it’s us against the whole thing, hm? ‘Cause all their shit… means nothing if I got you, babe.” 

[sunnydazcd]

Noah had the best smile; he was so fucking cute, and Wes made it his goal to always keep it on his face. He was glad the crowd hadn't gotten to him either; perhaps they were just jealous because they didn't have the kind of relationship they did. That was how Wes attempted to justify the jeers. No one, ever, could keep him from showing his affection toward his boyfriend though, whether it was in public or private. "I guess you got lucky that I run hot. I think I only own like a few pairs of pajamas, tops. Make it a rule in bed and I'll never wear anything in there with you ever again." That was a promise. He was guilty of the same with Noah, though no actual guilt was felt. His boyfriend looked like a model in and out of his clothes. No one could blame him for wanting to see as much of him as he could.

"I think maybe karma realized we've been knocked down a few times and decided we were worthy of something special. Or fate, or... something. I mean, of all apartments for me to end up in, that's got to mean something." A bubble of laughter burst from Wes. "Okay, yes! You busted me. But in all fairness, Sandy doesn't have another word that would work in that situation." Wes rans his fingers through his curls, dramatically fluffing them up a little more. "And Noah Cho, you are my Danny. The coolest guy with a killer smile and more charisma than anyone I've ever met." Wes' grin turned a little bashful as he noticed Noah's blush, and he leaned in to press a kiss there; this one more tender and chaste, as he relished the warmth against his lips. "Probably, but I don't give a shit. I feel the same way. I can conquer anything thrown at me if I got you."

Lightheartedly with a grin he teased; "I think you might have come up with our next duet, if we ever do this again." Wes gave Noah a little loving squeeze as he started humming the chorus of 'I Got You Babe.' "A little diddy by Sonny and Cher."

[ecrivainlcvande]

Roman nearly sagged with relief at the sight of a friendly face that actually liked him. “Wes,” he said, smiling in return. He nodded, his eyes widening earnestly. “You too,” he said. He offered a small smile and nodded again. “I…yes, I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean…” It wasn’t as though he’d forgotten, by any means, but he’d been paralyzed by -- well, he wasn’t quite sure what, exactly. Something that was a mixture of guilt and dread and affection, a genuine desire to see Wes, even if the sight of him dredged up memories that, in their beauty and warmth, Roman longed to forget. He looked around, his expression clearly uncertain. “I…people are…” He gave a small sigh. “They’re very enthusiastic,” he said finally.

[sunnydazcd]

Wes understood why Roman wasn't exactly reaching out to meet with him, and he decided to give him some space in respect. There would likely always be that elephant in the room they danced around, but he was happy to see him out and about, and even more so that he seemed pleased at his presence. "It's okay. I know you're busy," Wes assured warmly, not wanting to add fuel to the stress Roman was already dealing with. "We can do it whenever you're free, really. Just text me or something when you want and we'll hang out. My number hasn't changed." Wes' eyes followed Roman's and he chuckled softly. "Yeah they are. Mostly. They might just be glad Noah and I are no longer up there," he joked. "I don't guess you intend to make it up on stage?"

[stcrmclouds]

“hey,  wes!"  she  said  cheerfully,  giving  a  small  wave.  “i  wouldn't  say  it'll  go  on  the  channel,  since  it's  not  really…  ghost-related?  but  i  did  take  a  few  photos  and  videos.”  within  seconds,  she  brought  out  her  phone  before  clicking  on  instagram  and  displaying  the  story  she  uploaded  not  too  long  ago.  “i  hope  it  was  okay  to  do.”  she  was  sure  others  would  post  on  their  socials  about  the  event  but  still  wanted  to  make  sure  it  was  alright  with  wes.  “i'm  good  though,  thanks  for  asking.  i  am  curious  about  one  thing…  how  long  did  it  take  for  you  and  noah  to  practice?”

[sunnydazcd]

"Aw, darn! And here I was hoping maybe there would be some ghosts dancing along or something that you could catch," he countered playfully, but leaned over to check out the story she posted. "No way! Of course it's okay. I'm honored we made your instagram, honestly," he assured with a broad grin. "And I'm glad you're doing well," he chimed in, his expression softening just a tad. "The energy here is wild. Kind of hard to not absorb it a little." Jackie's question drew a laugh from Wes, and honestly he felt relieved. Not that he cared what anyone thought, but it was starting to become evident by the reactions of those in the crowd who were true friends and who just wanted to judge. Jackie seemed like good people. Or at least she wasn't being negative about it. "Oh we didn't practice at all!" He answered, shaking his head. "We did do a rewatch of the movie, but no practice. Does that mean it looked like we at least somewhat knew what we were doing up there?"

[offkeykisses]

"It's not bad. I have a lot of experience in it, so a lot of the tasks are just muscle memory at this point." He wasn't necessarily indifferent towards his job, the physical labor was something he enjoyed and there as a peacefulness he could trust out there, but he wasn't overly passionate about it either. "Bit of both, but animal care is a constant while dealing with crops and general upkeep for equipment and whatnot rotates. I'd honestly rather just deal with the animals and repairs." Overall, though, there were worse things he could be stuck with. At least he wasn't working anything in the customer service realm. Xavier nodded, considering mentioning that there were some people he really wanted to see perform so he would've came out regardless of whether he had to be up early the following day or not. However, he kept it to himself, leaning more private with that sort of thing.

"Right, probably a busy time for you too with summer coming up. Parents trying to get their kids in for swim lessons and all that." He didn't comment on Noah, humorlessly recalling the sentiment of 'if you have nothing nice to say, then don't say anything at all' being directed at him many times while he was growing up. "I'm not much of a performer." Not unless heavily masking with bravado and humor counted as a performance. "Hard not to. There's music, alcohol, pretty energized crowd. Makes for a good time." Nothing overly complicated in an emotional sense was going on either, so he couldn't really complain. "I take it you're enjoying yourself too with your freeing performance and whatnot?"

[sunnydazcd]

"That's good to hear. I imagine it's probably kind of peaceful, getting to do a lot of it outside and away from people? Well not totally away, but you know - more in nature instead of a bunch of customers. Not sure how great I'd be at repairing things, but I'd love the animal part. I can only imagine how busy they keep you. Have you worked there for a long time, or did you have experience before doing the same kind of thing?" Wes decided to keep the conversation light and not bring up Roman or anything too heavy. This was a fun night out, after all! And honestly he liked getting to know a little more about the guy that had almost become sort of like a brother to him. If things had worked out, anyway.

Wes nodded without second thought; already he knew this summer was going to be wild. "Definitely. My schedule is probably going to be packed, but I kind of like teaching the littles. They're fun. My goal is to not make any of them cry. Last year a kid didn't want to go into the deep end and he threw a water shoe at me. Those things hurt! The outdoor pool will be open too, which means more and more families piling in. It's kind of chaotic, but I'd much rather be an instructor than a lifeguard again. I've done my due diligence of that." The remark made Wes laugh; he completely understood, but couldn't resist a good ribbing. "And you think I am? We both know I can't sing for shit. But yeah, it was pretty fun, and I do feel really free now that you mention it! Even though I know there's going to be some people giving me hell for it." He took a swig of his beer though, clearly not caring much about that. "What performance are you most excited about?"

[lovedearlove]

Noah simply didn't care if people liked his performance or not. That was very far from the point of having a blast with his favorite person, and hey! Sometimes he liked an audience! Sue him! All he knew is that he was currently meeting one of Wes' closest friends, and she was ecstatic, so he let his smile grow even wider. "It's lovely to meet'cha, Honey! Wes always says the best things about you, and I've been totally stoked to finally meet the legend, herself." He could see the way Wes looked between them, and how Honey had sort of filled the sister-shaped hole in his boyfriend’s life. For that alone, he loved her already. “He looks good, doesn’t he? I’m just lucky he decides to spend his time with little old me.” 

@earlyblues

[earlyblues]

“okay,  that's  so  fair.  been  there  myself  a  time  or  twice."  only  one  really  notable  occasion,  but  that  wasn't  relevant  to  the  topic  of  wes  and  noah.  “no,  it's,  like,  A  HUGE  DEAL  !”  all  of  wesley's  victories,  big  or  small,  were  big  deals  in  honey's  books.  finding  someone  you  could  imagine  the  rest  of  your  life  with  in  someone  you  call  your  best  friend  felt  like  one  of  life's  greatest  victories.  and,  while  it  hadn't  worked  out  for  honey,  she  more  than  hopes  it  works  out  for  wesley.  hopes  he  never  has  to  go  through  the  heartbreak  she  had  to.  “LEGEND  ?!  you're  too  sweet  …”  honey  takes  noah's  hands  in  hers,  turning  to  wesley.  “i  like  him  already.”  because  flattery  would  get  you  everywhere  with  honey.  “VERY  HANDSOME  !”  she  takes  a  hand  out  of  noah's  to  reach  over  and  pinch  wesley's  cheek.  “yeah,  i'd  say  so.  you're  very  much  hogging  my  wes  time,  but  i  can  make  an  exception  when  his  smile  is  this  big.”  /  @sunnydazcd

[sunnydazcd]

"I promised myself I wouldn't cry..." Wes teased lightly, although really Honey and Noah bonding immediately already had his heart feeling like it was on overload. He knew they would get along, and it meant the world to him to see. "It is a big deal. I'm a very lucky guy." His gaze landed on Noah, as his smile shifted into something proud, but shy. "Not even little old you?? I'm grateful you spend time with me. That swooning on stage was completely real. And see, Honey knows what she's talking about. She thinks you're sweet, so that's like an automatic given." Fondly he watched their exchange, and was in complete agreement with Noah. "It's true, you are a legend, Honey. Not sure I would have made much of myself in Cider without you to take me under your wing." That much was true; although no one could ever truly replace his sister, Honey certainly had patched up his wounds with all of her care and support. "Hey!" Wes scoffed, trying to playfully bat her hand away from his cheek. "It's hard not to smile around Noah," he admitted, like it was simple fact. "But hey, now that you two have met maybe we'll all have to hang out sometime!"

@lovedearlove

[invlsiblestring]

lilah doesn't drink very often, but on occasions like tonight, she indulges just a little. so far the light air of tipsiness has made it all the more enjoyable. while some seemed to judge the performance of her friends, she found herself singing along from the crowd, dancing away. god, she really loves grease. " wes ! " her excitement radiates, arms wrapping around him as she squeezes back. " you were amazing. the best sandy i've ever seen ! did you have fun ? it looked like you were having fun. " a light train of laughter sounds when she pulls back, head shaking. " oh no, i think cider point will be happy that i'm sparing them from my musical talents tonight. i'll save it for the chickens. "

[sunnydazcd]

Wes always loved how positive and supportive Lilah was, especially tonight, when there was a crowd full of people that mostly thought his act with Noah was embarrassing or scandalous in some kind of way. Maybe they were just bitter and jealous that they had each other to care about and be goofy with. He didn't think much of it, but as always Lilah was a breath of fresh air. "Thank you so much!" He gave Lilah a gentle squeeze before pulling back to beam at her. "I know I can't sing worth a damn, but at least some of you enjoyed the entertainment." He laughed brightly, shaking his head. "Oh I am definitely not the best Sandy, but I'll take it. I have nothing on OIivia Newton-John. It was fun though. A blast, actually!" He nudged her arm lightly, his smile softening. "Oh you can't be worse than me. But I also understand not wanting to go up there. It can be kind of intimidating." Wes paused, eyes dancing with amusement. "Wait, you sing to your chickens? You are like a real life Disney princess."

[fcreverlasting]

grace didn’t consider them friends anymore. of course she still cared. despite popular belief, a lot of her problems came down to caring too much, but he’d been the one to sever that tie, so why should she play pretend? isn’t this what he wanted? to have noah, no matter the cost? she’s just collateral, as usual. “I guess you never really knew me at all, then.” and maybe that’s true. maybe he still saw her as just that woman he had fun with for a little while, like everyone else. never destined to be more than a footnote in anyone’s story. “ugh, I said the same thing to the other one. I guess neither of you can read.” bold words coming from a girl who has possibly never finished a book, but— “it said local talent on the ad. this isn’t a private karaoke room for you two to suck face and damage each other’s hearing. there’s real world consequences out here. that shit was so painful, I had to avoid xavier because I saw him looking sour in the crowd and there’s no way I can have anything in common with that man.”

[sunnydazcd]

What Wes truly wanted was everything. He wanted Noah, but he also wanted Grace's friendship, and even if they weren't going to be buddy-buddy, they could at least try and tolerate each other. He knew Noah would, for him, but Grace was a wildcard, and when they had spoken she didn't seem willing to budge even a little. Her words stung, and Wes bit his tongue to refrain from saying something pathetic. Maybe she was right. Maybe he didn't know her that well. But she hadn't just been a brief date for him; she had been more than that. A friend. "All of the local talent that wanted to join, did. We sang one song. It's not like we took up an entire setlist or something." Wes didn't understand Xavier's beef with Noah either - he'd never asked, and the complicated tie with him made Wes uncertain about bringing it up either. Unless of course he messed with Noah, then he would, no doubt. "Whatever, Grace." It was a weak response, and Wes knew so, but he didn't want to say anything that would make their situation worse. Unfortunately it felt like though, there was nothing he could do to salvage this. "You know, I thought you would be happy for me to be happy. Regardless of who it's with. But maybe you're right. Maybe I didn't really know you after all."

[k1tschs]

for  what  feels  like  the  hundredth  time  that  day,  vada  keeps  hyping  her  girls  up  for  their  performance,  reminding  them  to  enjoy  every  second  once  they  hit  the  stage,  especially  now  that  it’s  almost  showtime.  her  attention  shifts  at  the  sudden  voice,  a  grin  spreading  across  her  face  the  moment  she  sees  wes  coming  over  to  greet  them.  well,  it’s  about  time  they  met.  "  thank  you,  babe!  we  can’t  wait  for  you  to  see  it  either,  "  she  says,  laughter  escaping  her  as  she  takes  his  hand  in  a  gentle  shake.  "  and  that’s  me.  it’s  nice  to  finally  meet  you  —  i  can’t  believe  noah  never  introduced  us  to  each  other.  he’s  really  trying  to  keep  you  all  to  himself,  huh?  "  she  teases,  nudging  wes  lightly  in  the  arm.  it  doesn’t  bother  her  in  the  slightest,  though  she  did  tell  noah  to  show  up  with  his  boyfriend  to  their  set  tonight.  "  where  the  fuck  is  he  anyway?  we’re  about  to  go  on  stage  and  he’s  not  even  here  yet.  "  she  shakes  her  head,  feigning  disappointment  when  noah  is  still  nowhere  in  sight.  "  if  he  misses  our  set,  i  swear  i’m  never  going  to  forgive  him.  he  knows  i  don’t  play  when  it  comes  to  my  band.  "  still,  with  his  boyfriend  already  here,  she  knows  it’s  only  a  matter  of  time  before  he  shows  up.

[sunnydazcd]

Wes felt a pang of relief at how welcoming and excited Vada seemed to be at his greeting. He didn't get nervous often, but always wanted to make a good appearance for Noah's friends - especially the ones he'd yet to meet. "You're welcome! I know it's going to be amazing. I've gotten to hear some of your music and I must say I'm definitely a fan." Wes' cheeks heated at the remark, but he gave her a little nudge in return. "Yeah, he keeps locking me up away from everyone," he joked, knowing Vada likely knew better than to believe something like that. Unfortunately he felt like making a crack to some others in the audience wouldn't be taken as lightly. "He's here, I promise! I think he just went to the restroom, so I snuck up here on my own. I promise, I wouldn't let him miss it, and I know he definitely wouldn't let himself either. He's always going on about how cool and awesome you are, so I wouldn't be surprised if he's the loudest one in the crowd trying to hype you up."

[theclocktickslifeaway]

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