exploring

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Noel was sitting at home writing a short story about Monique Gibeau, when he heard a knock on his door, he run down quickly to get it.

When he swung open the front door, he saw mischa.

"Hey misch!"
"Hey poet!" Mischa answered wrapping his arme around the black haired boy

"So... where was you planning on going?" Noel said, breaking away from the hug and showing Mischa a text on his phone that Mischa had sent him.

He squinted at the screen, and pulled it closer to his eyes because the phone screen was so cracked he was surprised it was even still working.

The message had been sent 30 minutes earlier and said "Hey poet, wanna go somewhere?"
"Ah!" Mischa responded when he got it.
"Wherever the wind takes us."

"Okay..." Noel said with a confused chuckle, "What do-" He was cut off by Mischa grabbing his wrist and pulling him down the cracking steps of Noel's front door, covered in vines and flowers.

Mischa dragged the other boy down a long road of houses that all looked the same. It took all of 10 seconds before Noel asked what the hell was going on.

"where are you taking me???"
"I don't know poet! We are exploring." He said, kicking a rock that was under his shoe into another road around the corner.

"I bet I could kick further than you." Noel responded, pouting slightly.
"You're on!" Mischa retorted before he sprinted off to where the rock had landed, looking back and putting both middle fingers up to Noel.

Noel walked to the area slower and picked up a rock as he walked. When he caught up with Mischa he placed the rock down next to his and mouthed "three two one." both kicked their rocks as hard as they could. Noel's got further, and Mischa stared in shock, while the black haired boy smirked.

"Come on, you lost, get over it" Noel giggled before grabbing Mischas arm and tearing him off his feet towards where the rock landed, almost using it as a pinpoint to where they'd go next.

It landed at the entrance of a mysterious gate... slightly rusty, withering even, but it still had marvellous ivy vines and pretty peonies dotted around the crumbling edges.

Noel ran his fingers across the copper gate... rust coming off on him and he wiped it on the brick wall next to him, before turning his head back to his love.

"Do we go in?" He said with apprehension.
"That is what exploring is, Милий" Mischa responded.

Between the words on the gate reading "hope gardens" and a quick google search into that name to find out it was a public park, Noel was sure it was okay to go in. And he was glad he did.

They were first greeted by a wonderful rose garden, it had a bench in the middle and the sun felt brighter there. The bench was in front of a pond that had goldfish swimming in it.

"This is... wow" Noel said, looking up and around. Suddenly an apple fell onto mischas head from a tree above.

"Ow!" He said, rubbing the top of his head.

Noel bent down to pick up the red apple "Do you think we could eat this?"

"I don't know poet, wanna find out?" The taller brown haired boy said, chuckling and reaching up to the tree to pluck another apple from a branch.

He gingerly placed the red fruit to his glossy lips and took a bite out of it. It tasted sweet and the flavours danced on his tongue and he smiled widely at Noel afterwards.

"Poet. You. HAVE to try this!" He responded, ushering the apple towards Noels mouth.

Noel eagerly took a bite out of the apple, and wiped his mouth after.

"Wow... that is good" Noel said, giving the taller boy a kiss on the cheek, making him blush and look down, shuffling his feet.

"Come on, Милий, there's more to explore!" Mischa said with a smile before running away to another part of the gardens where they saw a pretty length of green. Where they sat and talked for hours until it was dark.

Mischa walked Noel home and kissed him goodbye at his doorstep <3

SORRY THIS IS A BIT RUSHED AND I LOST MOTIVATION TO WRITE FOR AGES SOZ

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 22, 2024 ⏰

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