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Our Boy for @aftgtinyfic prompt: Wrong Number

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katekevaaron | Teen Up

I think I like his eyes too much. I was reading my textbook and mitochondria green reminded me of him. Fucking hell I sound whipped.

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I think I like his eyes too much. I was reading my textbook and mitochondria green reminded me of him. Fucking hell I sound whipp ed.

Aaron's text is a surprise—then at the mentioned of him liking someone else, a male too, is another shocker. 

Wasn't Aaron still together with Katelyn?When had they broken up? And then when did Aaron have time to develop a crush on somebody new? His fingers hovered over the phone set on correcting Aaron on his mishap—then a chime.

Oh God Kate you should have seen him in the locker rooms earlier. He looked like sin. He got out of the shower and was so wet he's lucky I didn't jump him right there.

Kevin almost dropped the phone. Confusion stuttering in his chest and then a slow realization. They—Aaron and Katelyn— were talking about him. Were they both sharing things that reminded them of him? He had always felt Aaron's eyes on him—had he always been readily to report his findings to Katelyn?

Did they... get off together to the thought of him? Arousal pooled into his stomach, his body twitching.

Wrong number, Kevin text back.

Followed by, Otw.