A/N: (YOUREEE TOO SWEEET FOR MEEEEE) Adult!Salvis
It's 2 pm, at the local coffee shop.
Travis ties his hair up as he sits at a table, staring at Sal sitting across him.
" What did you call me for? " Travis groaned as the waiter got his order.
" Black jacket? Are you emo or something now that you're free from your dad or something? " Sal sarcastically comments as he orders tea. " Black coffee too, really getting into it, huh? "
" Well, maybe I'm making up for what I couldn't have. " Travis soon sips his coffee, unphased by the fucking raw taste wtf 😭😭
" Anyway, I called you because I miss youuu... " Sal playfully frowns, leaning on the table.
" Mm, Take back that "I need space" thing then. " Travis scoffs.
" Didn't I already take it back...???? " Sal lamented, holding Travis's hand on the table.
" Nuh uh, Until you say sorry. " Travis pulls his hand back and holds his coffee defensively.
" ... I'm sorry. Also, can I taste that? " Sal puts his hand out, offering his tea to Travis in the meanwhile.
" ... Sure. " Travis hums, handing him the coffee cup and watching him use a STRAW.
Sal's face visibly contorts in disgust, putting his hands over the prosthetic lips. " So bitter. "
" Pfft, maybe you just have sweeter tastes. Example— Ashley fucking CAMPBELL FROM HIGHSCHOOL- " Travis loudly teases, taking his cup back.
" Shut up! She was my girlfriend for like a week. We just ended up bestfriends. " Sal retorts, leaning back in his chair stubbornly. " We didn't give each other jewelery or anything. "
" And? " Travis sneers, furrowing a brow.
" ... How many promise rings did I give you? Over the past what, three months? " Sal comments, crossing his arms.
" ... Five.. " Travis mumbles, putting his cup down and fidgeting with the rings on his fingers.
" Good. That's my point. " Sal says with the AUDACITY and SASS of a gay man. (Thx Todd!)
" You're just too sweet for me. " Travis hums, leaning into Sal.
" ... Let me guess, You take your whiskey neat, too? " Sal mocks, Travis nodding in response. " Holy shit, really? Well, as long as you get to sleep before the daylight. "
" Yeah, Yeah. You keep telling me. " Travis groans, looking into his coffee before taking another sip.
" Last time I checked, you slept at three. You still have the eyebags. " Sal takes one of Travis' hands, softly pressing his lips onto it, carefully letting go of it.
" You wake up for the sunrise, Sal. I can't exactly say I'm an early bird. " Travis turns his face away, covering it with his other hand.
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RastgeleDrafts I write, Mainly salvis. .. ALSO LEAVE REQUESTS WTF.. Any chapters with a lemon infront of them are infact lemons!! The a/n is also extended so yall don't get jumpscared ong A/N: I'm not very comfortable writing lemons, so any "lemons" is lemo...