mischa was petite. i mean he was tough but.. small. noel enjoyed poking fun at in whenever possible, whether leaning on him, using him as an armrest, or mischas least favorite.. "short king". it is noels most favorite nickname, mischa couldn't STAND it.
today they were at a carnival, they were riding rides, stuffing their faces with everything they could, and laughing so hard their stomachs hurt. it wasn't exactly a DATEEE.. but it was.. no way around it
the only bad part about the day was the obnoxious crowd. it was loud and big, only little kids and their parents really. noel was making jokes about losing him in the crowd but when he went to the restroom for maybe 5 minutes he lost his little friend.
"aiaiai.. Misch?? my short king? where did ya go?"
noel looked around a bit before spotting a black backwards hat in the crowd
"this fuckin idiot.."
noel remarked. as he got closer he heard little ukrainian mutters. when he was right behind the poor little man (omg silly words, ily mischa) he tapped his shoulder
"AHHH!!!! БОЖЕ МІЙ! oh..! Noel! hiii!"
he said, acting as if he didnt have a mini heart attack.
"i lost ya for a bit!"
noel looked around and dragged them out of the crazed crowd that rushing towards a new ride towards a balloon stand.
"hmm can i please get one red balloon?"
he said, handing the lady a dollar and receiving a red balloon back. they walked away from the stand and noel grabbed mischas hand, tying the balloon to it.
"Noel Gruber.. what this is?"
"so you dont get lost my short king!!"
noel got kicked in the shins.. worth it tho
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