Whole Again - poly!feral boys (DreamSMP)

twenty-one

felt like publishing two days early :)

"You fly in soon! Are you excited?", I ask Alex.

We've been on the phone for a while now because he wanted someone to keep him company while he waits at the airport.

"Obviously! Holy shit, I miss you guys so much.", he admits, a heavy breath leaving his nose.

"We miss you too. It's not the same without you here.", I tell him.

He lets out a soft "aww" at my sentiment.

"Did you get everything? I already know you're going to forget something important.", I tease him.

He rolls his eyes, but there's a big grin on his face.

"What are the others up to?", he asks when silence covers us.

I find his aversion to silence slightly funny.

"Uh, Karl and Clay are on Corpse's Among Us stream. George was editing something last time I saw him. Not sure what Sap's up to.", I relay the information to him.

"So, you're alone again?", he sounds a little angry.

Last time we were on FaceTime, they were all streaming.

"That's not fair, Alex. You know it.", I mumble, giving him a look.

"I know. Just know, if I was there, you'd be in my arms, we could cuddle...", he trails off.

"Stop. I already miss you; you don't have to make it worse.", I whine, pouting at him.

He laughs, blowing a kiss towards the screen.

I scroll through Instagram as he hums various songs under his breath.

A body flopping down next to me scares the crap out of me, and I let out a small shriek when it happens.

"You're an idiot.", I groan as George starts laughing at my reaction.

"What's this then?", Alex dons an obnoxious British accent to ask me.

"George belly-flopped onto the bed. I didn't even hear him walk by.", I groan at the triumphant look on his stupid face.

"Georgeeeee.", Alex still is using the dumb British accent, making both of the boys laugh.

I hand the phone to George, allowing him to see Alex.

"When do you fly in?", George ignores Alex trying to tease him.

"I think it's like, midnight for you guys.", Alex tries to remember it off the top of his head.

"It's two am.", I correct him.

He holds his hands up in surrender, and I stick my tongue out at him.

"We have to stay up, for him?", George whines.

"Oh my god. You all are so annoying.", I playfully groan, dramatically rolling away from him.

George's mouth drops open and he holds his arm out for me, and I realize I'm going to fall off the bed.

When I hit the floor with a sizeable thud, we both erupt into laughter.

I have to hold my sides because they hurt so bad.

"What the hell was that?", Clay rushes into the room.

Both of us are laughing so hard that we can't think straight to give him an answer.

"All I heard was a giant thud.", Alex relays from my phone which is discarded on the bed.

Clay picks it up.