After Effects

Chapter 26. - Platonic Romance?

Tuva's POV:

"No, i'm serious, please. You guys should go out! If you don't i'll feel bad." I told the boys. Jan, Jure, Kris, Bojan and Nace were sitting around in the room. I sat in between Bojan and Kris. My back rested against Kris' chest and side while my legs were laying on Bojan's thighs. One of Bojans hands were on my knee and the other he used to rest his head on. I felt very comforted in Kris' and Bojan's presence. 

"But-" Jure attempted to protest. 

"Shush! I have decided. You guys go party, i go home." I told the boys. This was not up for discussion. The last thing i needed right now was to be the reason the guys would miss a party. These parties were a once in a life time experience. Unless you're Loreen or Marco, who hadn't gotten enough of Eurovision the first time they competed. However, Joker Out was only going to compete once, so these parties were our chances at making unforgettable memories and stories. And the boys really wanted to go and i for sure wasn't going to be the reason they didn't go. 

"It's  too late, anyway. It's almost midnight." Kris said. 

"Oh, please! This is Eurovision, the party doesn't even start before midnight." I told them. I lifted myself from Kris' body to which he didn't seem too happy about. Kris and I were both very affectionate people and Kris hated whenever i was the first to break contact. 

"People will probably ask a lot about you, though." Nace said. I'd always been very open about my mental health and if something happened due to it and people asked about it, i had no problem sharing. However sometimes i had overshared and people gave me really weird looks. Nobody ever said what the specifically wanted to know so i'd just rant until someone stopped me or i noticed some physical act they'd do in annoyance, or sense some form of tension. Usually it'd be the physical act that stopped me. It could be everything from an eyeroll to them actually walking away from me. Weirdly enough it was the eyeroll that hurt the most. It's important to say, however, i didn't just ramble about everything. It'd be talking about those few things that was in a rather surface level, but even that was often too much. Also i'd end up on a sidetrack and forget why i even started talking. When people walked away it'd be because i was talking about something completely irrelevant for them and i'd missed all their ques to stop talking. 

"Just explain the situation to them, i don't care." I shrugged. "But i do care to get home." I smiled and moved my legs away from Bojan's. I immediately regretted it, already missing his touch when my shoes met the ground. 

"I'll follow you home." Bojan said and got up from the sofa. The others began to get up too but i just looked up at Bojan who gave me his hand. I took it and he helped me up. I honestly felt like a lady from the Victorian era, being escorted to a ball by her suitor. I smiled at the small action to which he returned. Time stood still for a short moment as we were standing across one another and looked at each other. Every part of me, my blood, my muscles, my bones, my brain - every doubt i'd ever had about anything, every negative thought i'd ever had and every feeling - was replaced and deleted from existence, as i looked into Bojan's brown puppy eyes. He had incredibly pretty and long eyelashes. Funny how you never notice the wonders of one's eyes until it's the only thing left in the world that matters. 

I smiled at him. 

I smiled because of him. 

"Com' on." Bojan said and nudged his head in the direction of the door. Bojan wrapped an arm around my shoulder and began waking. Then i snapped out of my trance of adoration and realized what he'd said. I stopped abruptly.