𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 . . .

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the night before he went to a party that left him really exhausted. he went even though he knew he had to go to work very early the next day, rain or shine.

his head will explode if he hears one more car horn. he is a college student of average means, so he doesn't have a car to get where he wants to go, so he is forced to take cabs, buses or walk. today he opted to walk. walking relaxes him, but today unfortunately it isn't doing that.

christmas is only a week away and people are going crazy shopping just today, to his bad luck. his shoulders and arms ache from all the people he's bumped into, his eyelids are heavy and his stomach is rumbling. now he realizes it was a bad idea not to have breakfast before leaving his apartment.

he gives a tired sigh, pulling out the keys to the dentist's office. it's 10:40 a.m. and he's a few minutes late, even an old lady was waiting for him by the door. she smiles kindly and waves him in.

"the doctor should be here in a moment" he informs, putting on his gown, which happens to be his uniform.

"thank you, don't worry," replies the lady.

he turns on the flat screen hanging on one of the walls, leaving a trendy music channel on at an audible volume.

benjamin, the dentist, arrives a while later, accompanied by his assistant - his wife - and they tell the old lady that she can enter his office. as soon as he hears the door close, he crosses his arms on his table and lies down to get some sleep.

fifteen minutes later, the bell rings, indicating that someone had entered the place. he feels a few taps on his cheek, alarmed, he wakes up abruptly, startling the person who was talking to him. he rubs his eyes so he can see who it is.

"hey" he greets "you don't have a consultation today, do you?" he begins to check the notebooks, where everything was written down.

"hi, and no. i came to bring you this, it's for my birthday. mom said i could invite a few friends. it won't be a big deal, we'll eat pizza and fries" he says excitedly, passing him a piece of paper.

it was a handmade invitation, on lilac paper with glitter, and from what he notices, it's written by daniel. it read:

'i invite you to my party, tomorrow. you know where i live! don't miss it, i'll wait for you.'

in cursive letters, or so corbyn thinks.

he looks up and sees daniel, standing there with red cheeks, tousled hair and on his head, a headband with pointy cat ears in light blue, looking quite adorable. the older boy laughs sweetly when he notices the younger boy rubbing his eyes, waiting for an answer.

"of course i'll go. what time? it doesn't say here."

"oh, how silly" he laughs, chagrined "about eight o'clock. here, these are for jack and your friend zach. don't miss it."

"we'll be there, dani"

"bye, see you tomorrow!" he half shouts, walking out of the venue. leaving corbyn with a big smile on his face.

of course he would attend, with or without his friends he would go. maybe zach and jack would find it boring to go to a teenager's birthday.

he looks closely at the cards, noticing that they were different. zach and jack's look like they were made by someone else, the letters were neater and more elegant than daniel's.

he smiles, and his heart starts pumping hard.

daniel had made a special invitation for him.

♡

wearing a black backwards cap, a red plaid shirt, his equally black boots and pants, he walks out of the bathroom to his room, where zach was waiting for him.

"i can't believe you're making me go to a children's party" mutters the brunet, in a reproachful tone.

"it's not a children's party. i think he's turning fifteen or sixteen."

"that! he's practically a child!" he says, raising his voice "corbyn, mate, you can't like a child."

"i don't like him" he closed the apartment door "i just think he's nice and.... i think he's cute."

"i mean, you like him. deal with it. you're shitting yourself for him."

corbyn rolls his eyes. zach was impossible.

"yeah, yeah. i'm shitting myself for him, like you say."

they get a cab as soon as they leave the university. jack would be waiting for them outside the younger's house.

when they arrive, as they had agreed, jack is waiting and smoking a cigarette leaning against the door of daniel's house. zach smiles, approaching her boyfriend to greet him properly.

"you guys are disgusting" comments corbyn, as their friends kiss as if they haven't seen each other in years.

he rings the doorbell several times and a black-haired boy opens it. corbyn recognized him as daniel's twin-neighbor-friend.

"what are you guys doing here?" he asks, quizzical "hey, jack!" he greets cheerfully.

"i- daniel invited us" corbyn stammers.

connor was maybe an inch or so taller than him, but with his hard stare and smirk, he was intimidating.

"james, leave the boys alone! they're little daniel's friends" they heard dante's voice inside the house.

the older twin steps aside, letting the three boys inside. inside are a few boys, daniel's parents, his brothers and the twins' puppy.

he spots daniel sitting on the stairs, talking to another boy who looked about his age, he has brown hair at the roots and up it was getting lighter and lighter until it was blond.

"happy birthday, dani" congratulates corbyn, once in front of the little boy.

"oh, you came!" daniel jumps up, hugging corbyn "connor said you weren't coming, and I said yes, because you're good."

"yeah, here i am" he returns the hug shortly.

corbyn's friends congratulated him likewise, and daniel thanks them always with a smile.

"good evening" the blue-eyed boy hears a voice from behind him. it's a strong, mature voice "i'm daniel's father and you are?"

"i-i'm corbyn, sir" he introduces himself, nervously.

"nice to meet you, corbyn and..."

"jack, and this is zach" answers the curly-haired one quickly "i live around here sir, i've known daniel for some time".

"aren't they a little old to be friends with my little boy?" daniel's mother approaches.

"mom, dad! leave my friends alone!" daniel kicked the floor, throwing a tantrum.

"easy, daniel. boys, come with me" mr. seavey signals for the three to follow him and they obey.

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wc : 1075