Twitterpated

02

aiden

Aiden felt like he was being cooked alive in a huge oven at the moment.

Asher and him were seated in the living room watching some tv soapie that they haven't gotten the name of with the air conditioning set on its highest.

Aiden groaned as he sunk down the couch, losing interest in whatever was playing on the TV. "Fucking hell it's so hot"

Asher nodded in agreement as he switched off the television "you could say that again".

He plopped his face onto one of the couch cushions with a deep sigh.

A chimed filled his ears but he paid no mind to it, knowing that it wasn't his phone.

A groan follow after making Aiden lift his head.

Asher was scowling at his phone as he typed out what Aiden assumed was a reply.

"What?" he asked, adjusting his glasses on the tip of his nose, regretting not putting in his contact lenses. But it was just so hot and doing so required more effort than he was willing to give anyway.

"Mom needs us to go grocery shopping" Ash huffed.

Aiden groaned;"oh fuck my life"

Aiden and Asher sucked at grocery shopping. Their mother said so time and time again. So why she continued sending them was beyond Aiden's understanding.

"Who goes grocery shopping on a Sunday anyway" Aiden whined, almost falling face first off the couch.

"Mellisa Fredericks. That's who"

Aiden let out a loud, exaggerated groan.

"Let's go. I'd rather not face mother's wrath" Ash sighed as he stood up from the couch, stretching his limbs.

Aiden snorted at that "what is she's a witch? Mother's wrath. You watch too much movies"

Though Aiden complied.He wasn't really in the mood for a twenty minute scolding about responsibilities and laziness and all that jazz.

The boy's made their way out the house, double checking if it was locked before piling into Asher's car.

Aiden quickly grabbed the aux before Asher reached it and plugged it into his phone.

Soon the boys begrudgingly made their way to the supermarket.
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"Is that all?"

"Nope, we still need some cereal and two tubs of ice-cream"

Aiden gave his brother a deadpanned look "we walked past the aisle with the cereal like ten minutes ago you fucking idiot"

"Oh shut it . It's not my fault I don't know my way around"

"We've been coming to this fucking supermarket for the last six years!"

"You speak as though you know your way around. You still get lost at school sometimes despite how fucking long you've been there. So you really shouldn't be talking"

Aiden rolled his eyes, deciding not to dignify his idiot brother with a response.

Asher grinned at him before pushing the shopping cart as he made his way to where the cereal was-or where he thought it was.

"Hey Aiden, you think you could get the ice-cream?"

Aiden groaned, reluctantly walking out of the aisle they were currently standing in, maneuvering his way through people before freezing as realization sunk in.

He was going the wrong way.

With a groan Aiden turned around swiftly, his mind set on going back to where he came from, cussing the living hell out of Asher for sending him in the first place.

Walking past the rows of aisles, a particular shelf caught his attention.

Quickly rushing to the shelf, he grabbed a good three packets, a grin painting his face as he walked backwards-back to the shopping cart that he stupidly left behind.

Not watching where he was going (and because he was an idiot) he tripped over his own two feet like a kindergartner and bumped into someone infront of himself.

Groaning, he took a step back, muttering to himself "fucking hell that was stupid of me"

"Careful" a husky voice spoke,

Looking up, Aiden's gaze locked with a pair of ocean blue eyes.

Tilted his head to the side, he blinked twice before slowly registering the situation.

"Oh shit, sorry. That was my bad"

"It's okay"

Aiden blinked in stupor when he caught sight of a small, smile playing on the male's.

Shit. That's one helluva nice smile.

Why was he here again? Oh right, ice cream.

"Riiight" he dragged out, making a horrible attempt at a smile which he was sure looked more like a grimace than anything else "I gotta go. It was...it was nice meeting you?" he wanted to face palm himself at how unsure he sounded, as he mentally tried to figure out what the hell was going on with him.

The stranger chuckled "Like wise"

Okay so Aiden might've just died from embarrassment.

Soon he had returned to Asher's side with two tubs of ice-cream and a lost look on his face, which had rewarded him a weird look from Asher but the brunette barely noticed it.

"The fuck you looking so lost for?" Asher raised a brow.

"Wouldn't you like to know" Aiden mumbled in response, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"I do, that's why I asked. Dumbass"

"Oh fuck off. Why so interrogative"

Asher snorted "If you feel interrogated then you're definitely fucking guilty of something. Now spill it pipsqueak"

Aiden rolled his eyes "I was really about to tell you till you pulled out the pipsqueak so fuck no" he really wasn't but no one needed to know that.

"childish"

"dumbass"

"lazy ass"

"Where'd you get your insults from, google? You suck."

Asher snorted "yeah okay"

"you're such a fucking sixth grader" Aiden grumbled, already sick of this conversation.

"says the one pouting"

"Oh fuck off, I don't pout"