Cartoon Short Stories

Fight (Leo x Miles)

(Leo's POV)

"why can't you just clean up your stuff" Miles says to me pissed "well why do you have to be mister tidy all the time! I could give you the same talk about your art corner" I state he scoffs "i'm taking a walk" he says and walks out of the house, I groan and look to the left seeing my brothers starring "what!" I shout and stalk off to my room that is still a mess.

this whole thing happened cause I made a small comment about how his art corner in my room was getting a little messy, then he blew up about my whole room I groan throwing myself on the bed "he's just so frustrating!" I shout the ceiling or at least I thought it was just to the ceiling "yeah because you are a mess" Donnie's voice sounds from my door way, i look up "whats that supost to mean?" i scoff "have you ever concitered that maybe you and Miles arent ready to live together?" Donnie asks stepping furter into the room.

"we're perfect for each other Don" i sigh "no i don't doupt that i mean you literally found the only man who would put up with your BS" Donnie scoffs "hey-" i start offended but Donnie cuts me off "my point still stands, don't you think you twi are moving a little to fast?" Donnie ask i scoff "says the guy whos only ever loved his tech" i say crossing my arms "just think about it ok? i know we can't control Miles situation and he's going to be here probally longer than planned, but what i'm trying to say is fix this ass hat" they scold before leaving the room.

"yeah right, arent ready my ass" i groan crossing my arms, a minute goes by and what Donnie has said has seeped into my brain. Miles has been here a month, i'm just asking him to keep his paint on his side of the room is that too much i mean it is my room and isn't his and- shit, i hear it now. i groan "damn you donnie" i mumble before throwing on a sweat shirt and heading out into the cold i walk down to the court fining Miles shooting hoops, i sigh and open the gate heading inside "you come to yell some more" Miles says bitterly and yeah he desserves that.

"no, i came to talk" i mumble he drops the ball and turns to me "well the go on talk" he states crossing his arms, i nod "i realized i've been selfish, I expected you to behave like me, knowing you are not me, yes it is my room and i'm messy and yes you are a guest temporarily..." i stop my rant when i see Miles face shift from angry to annoyed, shit.

"i know its temporary now, but hopefully one day it wont be and we'll live together and-" i stop as my face starts to heat up, but i see a small smile crack through the annoyence of Miles face, "i'm not great at changing my ways or even talking about my feelings" a scoff is heard from Miles "but i want to try, i want us to work, because i really like you Miles, more than you know. but maybe we're not ready to share a space" i sigh, Miles frowns "what do you mean?" Miles asks stepping forward.

"i know you can't move back in with your parents nor would i let that happen ever but maybe you have some relitives in the area, look i like and care about you alot but we're just two fifteen year olds. maybe living in the same house isnt ideal" i rant off not making very much sense to myself, Miles steps closer "yeah i agree, i'm sorry i like you a lot, but i can't live in the mess!" he shouts not upset just clearing the air.

i laugh causing him to laugh as well, "glad we're on the same page" i say and open my arms he steps foward before wrapping his arms around me, i smile and his body warms me up, "now lets get back to the house before we freeze" i state he nods, once back at the house i get out my laptop and we find an ancestry site, "you have to have some relatives in the area right?" i asks "i think so? i mean my mom doesn't speak to her family and my dad moved here when he was twenty to get away from his family so maybe?" Miles says unsure.

We scroll for hours, looking though numbers, addresses, photots, social media, anything to find someone related to Miles. at around one in the morning i stubble across a lady, Miles i s asleep on my shoulder as i scroll down the info list. i arrive on a photo of this woman and her husband who looks almost exacly like Miles dad "babe" i whisper.