Unexpected Perfection

13

{Theo}

I tap the countertop anxiously as one by one, they all start to show up.

Old faces, new faces. Faces I haven't seem in years.

"Oh man, this is going to be epic. You remember Dalton Weeks? He's in town and he said he'd drop by. That's almost the whole basketball team."
Mason blabbers.

"That's cool."
I grin, sipping my Ciroc slowly.

It's been so long since I've seen many of the Cappa boys and it kind of makes me emotional.

I went through hell at home in high school but I always had a team waiting for me at school. And we made some great memories.

Daniel Ikers is the last to arrive.

"What's up, boys!?"
He walks in pumped up already.

Nobody even bats an eye as we all start cheering.

It was Mason's idea to host sort of a reunion in honor of us having access to such a nice court.

It's not much of a deal to the average person but we where in high school when our town was just finding it's place in modern society. Which means that most of the courts we played on were pretty worn down, there wasn't even a net.
The little things matter.

Playing basketball with the boys puts me in such a good mood.

So much so, that when Mason tells me that Ayah is stopping by before work a little while later, I excuse myself to get a little cleaned up.

I hum to myself in the shower, trying not to get too hyped about seeing her. I even spray on a little of my favorite cologne.

I've finally gotten Mason to crack while we were drinking yesterday and he admitted that Ayah told him that she likes the way I smell.

I grin at the bottle.

God bless Kent Garden.

"Wow, look at you."
Mason snickers when he sees me.

I scowl, carefully tucking in my shirt.

"What, you think this is too much?"
I ask nervously.

"You look fine, my smitten brother. You didn't even get dressed up for your dad's funeral."
He points out.

I scowl.

"Yeah, well I can actually choose if I like Ayah or not. Plus she doesn't yell in my face and tell me I'm worthless."
I fold my arms.

He gives me a look.

"Here, I have just the thing for a perfect finishing touch."

Before I can ask, he jumps up and leaves the room.

I can't help but get a little curious when he returns with a little flat box.

"Don't make a big deal about this."
He says, stopping in front of me.

I hold my breath as he slowly opens it.

"Oh, wow. Mason, you didn't."
I whisper, holding up the nice chain.

He just smirks.

"Look, I promised I'd buy you one, didn't I?"

"Dude, that's was like 4 years ago."
I mutter, trying not to get all emotional.