𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | punznap | Augest | completed

𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩

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Smoke in the air, puffing out of a chest a chest only as numb as the next,  told by his own mom he was to marry a girl, he was payed out and praticly Broughton, sold by his mom to so spoiled rich girl, drenched in daddys money.

The male sighed sitting on the hood of his old beat up, Mazda it was his dad's before his dad gained a new car and passed it down to his son.

The son he hoped would be like him in every regard, the one who he'd hope with his pretty ocean eyes, blond hair he'd find a lady. But one underlining issue was.

The boy, knew he wasn't stright, knew it from the ripe age of eleven, the age when he met nick, a ravenernette one with the prettiest opel, and dark green eyes he'd ever see.

Both boys came from a strick family, one that was very, gay was wrong, gay wasn't right through both grew close, closer then just friends should be. And luke himself knew that.

Bestfriends don't look at echother and blush. Bestfriends don't tackle echother and scream childish love nicknames when seen. They don't hug.

God Luke hated to think nick as his bestfriend.

Or atlest that not what Luke and Nick wore tought, they wore told that was wrong to do with there own gender, even if there friends they could not hug or cuddle.

But who can stop a wild - complexed  mind, one who was so versatile, and out there in the decade they live in. The one that drove the two... to love a friend, more then  the ever should.

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"Luke. What are we gonna do?" The younger  boy cried  laying on the bedroom floor on a hot summer day.

"Well, we could play video games like normal?" Luke sidjusted.

The boys wore home alone they could do anything there mind set - well just about anything.

"Youre not grounded from your car right?" Nick asked, a spark in his eyes as he moved his hair out of his eyes.

Eyes that Luke grew to love, filled with that sparkle. "What you have on ur mind cutie?" Luke asked, in true fashion with a smirk.

One nick grew to love, because that typically means the youngers wish is the olders comand.

Man the older blondie, was a simp a tall one at that towering over the younger who some how hasn't hit the growsport.

"We could go for a drive to our hideout!" Nick sudjusted.

"Sounds fun" the blondie agreed standing up from his cousioning bed, walking to his closest to get a bommer jacket.

The bommer  jacket filled with smoke scents and burn holes - though will always be Luke's  most favoite jacket he owned, it was a gift from the boy he loved.

However - through the smoke - a cold demener hid it. Hid the fact he was inlove with the raven, "you better pay me."

Nick rolled his cut gemstone eyes blushing abit, "fine I will what is it five dollars for gas?"

Luke - was honstly jokeing but hey who wouldn't take the money for gas if they offered.

"Ten, are we taking the cigarettes and strawberries?" Luke asked raising his brow, a gaze soft, yet timmed on the other male.

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Auc was thrown to the raven, well more so stolen - stolen and played some odd trashy music according to the older.

"Come-on stop with ur lilpump shit" Luke groned.

A suppressed chuckle was given - but more so to show irriation.

"What would you sudjust to be better" sapnap rolled his eyes sassy-like, "lilpump is fire"

"Sexpistoals" the blond  sudjusted flipping his hair some.

"Of crouse you'd like that" nick chuckled and played some sex pistols.

Sure an older ban, bur a good one, a old fasion one but one both boys loved, though nick acted like he hated just to annoy the older.

The olders hand - moved of the wheel and onto the others thigh soft messaging it - nick never minded it but also didn't understand  why the older does that.

A clueless, boy. One so very inlove.
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A/n: --- is a back up in time, *** is a fast forward!