Precious Virtue
Chapter IX: A Wistful Dream
[Preston's POV]
The rain came down hard, splashing the sidewalk, forming puddles between the cracks. I shoved my free hand into my coat pocket. The umbrella I held in my other hand shielded me from the rain as I looked up at the grey clouds, the cold wind blowing against my face.
"It's cold out today," Flores commented, standing beside me on the sidewalk with his own umbrella, the short strands of his hair dancing with the breeze. We were standing at the bus stop, waiting for the bus to arrive.
"Yeah, it is," I chuckled, adjusting the scarf around my neck, "today out of all days, too."
We were heading to Faith University to see Adrien and Karsten—fucking finally. It's been a month since I've last seen Adrien, and I was eager to see his face in person again after what felt like years. Talking to him over text and video call just wasn't the same as talking to him in person. I couldn't wait to have him in my arms and hug him tight.
When the bus arrived, I closed my umbrella and followed Flores onto the bus. We showed the driver our student IDs before we found two empty seats and sat down.
"This is going to be a long-ass bus ride," I groaned, shaking my head. I set my overnight bag onto the ground between my feet, and leaned back in the seat, "I just want to see Adrien already."
"The bus ride is only an hour and a half," Flores chuckled, smiling at me amusedly, "but yeah, I'm itching to see Karsten again, so I'm a bit impatient myself. It feels weird being apart from him for an extended period of time."
"Yeah, just don't make a lot of noise while we're over there, alright?"
Flores rolled his eyes, and shoved my shoulder, "Oh, shut up."
I laughed and smirked.
The bus ride was long and boring. Flores and I chatted about whatever for most of the ride, before we ended up falling into a comfortable silence while we listened to music together, each of us with an earbud in our ear.
I leaned my head back with my eyes closed, quietly listening to the tunes playing in my left ear. When we reached our stop, I paused the music that was playing on my phone. Flores and I grabbed our stuff and got out of our seats, and thanked the bus driver before we got off the bus. Flores and I opened up our umbrellas again, shielding us from the harsh rain, and I pulled my phone out to text Adrien.
Preston King: we just got off the bus. Where are you guys?
Adrien Aguilera: we'll be there in like five minutes.
Adrien Aguilera: We would have been there already but Kare took forever panicking and getting ready this morning, lol.
I smiled crookedly at the text, shaking my head. I glanced up to look at Flores, and chuckled, "seems like your boyfriend is nervous to see you."
"What?" Flores raised a brow, "why is he nervous?"
"Adrien told me he was panic dressing. Guess he just wants to look good for you," I teased. Flores rolled his eyes.
"He's just insecure sometimes. He could have shown up in pyjamas and I wouldn't care. I just want to see him."
I nodded, smiling at him.
The two of us waited at the bus loop in front of the university centre, umbrellas popped open because it was still raining. From what I could see, Faith University looked nice. The school's architecture was old, right up Adrien's ally. Adrien always admired things that were old and run down, because he says it gives them character. That it portrays history and a life story.
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General Fiction[Precious Series Book Two] As the weeks go by and summer break ends, Preston King and Adrien Aguilera's mending friendship becomes just a bit more complicated as they start university, and they're separated by distance. For Preston, while he's exci...
