windy city

WINT ER

punz sat on the couch, watching whatever that played on tv at the moment. the remote rested in one hand, as the other held a gatorade. a laugh track played through the tv's speaker, so it was safe to assume it was some corny, american sitcom.

the sitcom was abruptly interrupted by a loud eas. punz looked at the top of the screen, reading the line of message above. it was a test, thank god, but it was so random. why would there be need to test the eas? he shrugged it off.

the sitcom came on right after, as if nothing happened.

punz's phone went off, his ringtone loud against the material of the couch. the phone's screen lit up, showing him who was calling.

dumbass
answer | ignore

obviously, punz answered, because he had no reason to ignore his boyfriend. "hello?" he turned down the tv volume, which wasn't loud to begin with, he had just wanted to hear boomer's voice just a little bit better. "omigosh hey punzie poo!" boomer said in his obnoxious high pitched white girl voice. punz rolled his eyes. "hey babe, whats up?"

"do you hear the loud ass fuckin wind outside?" wind? there was wind outside? yeah, there was loud wooshing noises going on, but punz had just thought it was construction. "that's fucking wind?" he walked up to his window, putting the call on speaker. it was in fact, wind. the trees were blowing like crazy, there was no way that was safe.

"that's what i'm saying! at first, i didn't think it was wind, but then my weather app had something about a wind advisory on it when i checked the weather. shit's crazy." boomer seemed so fascinated by the wind. a smile crept up on punz's face. "it's the middle of december, too. it's really crazy," punz agreed with the younger. "i mean, it should be windy in december, but it has never been this windy. where was this during october? it sounds like fuckin ghosts out there." punz laughed.

"yeah, the ghosts are after you, boomer. you better get running," punz teased, making an ooo sound to mimic a ghost. "what the fuck? why would ghosts be after me?" boomer questioned. "they should be after you for not giving me a fuckin kiss, man." punz scoffed, typical boomer. "you want a kiss? then let's meet at the park, dummy."

"yay! now we can kiss as the wind blows through our hair and blows us away!" maybe going to the park wasn't such a good idea, then... "now when you put it like that, maybe we won't meet at the park." punz groaned. "what, why? that'd be so romantic!" boomer whined. "the wind would detach the swing set from the ground and whack you in the face, and that's not really romantic, is it?" "anything can be romantic if you make it romantic."

punz looked at the time, it was 9:26pm. who the fuck goes to the park at 9:26 pm? "also, it's too late to go to a park at this time of night. parks are always dark as hell at 8 o'clock on the dot." punz chuckled when he heard boomer groan on the other line. "you're just scared of the tube slide whacking you in the face. we could've sat on the swings banana split style as the wind pushed us, but i guess not."

punz started to laugh. "hey, what's so funny about my romantic scenarios?" boomer knew how stupid they were, though they pretended to be hurt anyways. "it's not that, we can definitely do that one day when i find out what the hell is banana split style!" punz explained. "...you seriously don't know what the banana split style is?" punz shook his head, realizing this wasn't a face to face conversation, and what he had just did was really stupid. boomer must've thought his silence was the answer. "my boyfriend's a dumbass! AH! AH! AH!" he teased. "shut up and just tell me!" "so basically, you have to twist the swings so that you face each other, then put your legs out onto the other's lap as the other puts their legs on the side of each leg, then you hold each other's shoes so you wont slip, and boom, banana split."

"that's stupid." boomer let out a gasp. "i'm so offended. you are no longer my boyfriend. i don't even know who you are." the sound of the wind interrupted the two's conversation. "it's so fucking loud. i don't think i'll be able to sleep tonight, i have a stream tomorrow as well." punz complained, facepalming. "awww, does punzie wunzie need boomie woomie to come over and cuddle with him so he could get a good night's sleep?" boomer cooed mockingly. "never say some cringy ass shit like that ever again." punz deadpanned, making boomer laugh loudly. "...and yes, come over."

"okay, see you in a bit!"

it didn't take that long for boomer to come over, the two didn't live too far from each other, it was walking distance really. the knock on the door signaled that they were here, punz walking over to open the door a few seconds later. "hi babe!" boomer smiled brightly. "hey, boomer." punz smiled back. "uh, step out for a second?" boomer's face slightly flushed, which confused punz a little bit, but nonetheless, he complied. the wind felt good against his scalp as his hair flowed throughout the wind, as so did boomer's. "so, what is-" punz was cut off when boomer's lips met his own suddenly, catching him off guard. even so, he melted into the kiss, face flushing when he felt boomer's lips curl into a smile.

boomer was the first to pull away, face more redder than before, and it was extremely obvious against his pale skin even in the dark. "you really wanted that kiss, huh?" punz teased for more of a reaction, which he in fact, did get. "i mean... i did say i wanted to kiss you as the wind ran through our hair, didn't i?" boomer looked away shyly. "yeah, you did, you sap." boomer rolled their eyes at the teasing. "yeah yeah, whatever. it's getting cold now, can we go in?" punz chuckled, walking inside the house as boomer followed behind.

"y'know, i really do not feel like going upstairs to the room no matter how comfy it may be, plus the wind might be louder up there, so do you just wanna fall asleep on the couch and pretend like we fell asleep while watching a movie?" punz asked the other in a tone that sounded somewhat sarcastic. "yeah, that's okay. you have a shit ton of stairs anyways." boomer nodded, taking off his jacket and hanging it up on the clothing rack next to punz and purpled's jackets. where was purpled anyways? "boomer... there's like ten stairs." boomer shrugged. "so? you don't wanna go up those ten stairs either." fair point.

punz plopped onto the couch, laying across it. boomer decided to be a little bitch and pounce onto the couch where punz laid on, getting a groan out of the older. "that fucking hurt!" punz groaned. boomer laid their head on punz's chest, smiling widely. "oops." they said, with no true sorriness. "...do you just not have a blanket?" boomer questioned. "no, all that's upstairs." boomer sat up. "ew, you're literally sleeping without a pillow." "and you sleep with a singular pillow, as if that isn't the same thing as just laying there without one but more fancier." fair point, again. boomer laid back down on punz, not bothered enough to go get a blanket as punz wrapped his arms around them.

"damn, we left the fucking light on." punz realized. "fuck it." boomer closed his eyes, and so did punz.

it didn't take long for them to fall asleep in each other's presence.