Juicy's POV:
I want Eddie. I want him so badly. Even though he's seven years older than me. That's wrong. But it feels right. I just want to be together and don't think about each other's age. But I don't think we can. I'm still in my twenties, but Eddie is in his thirties. But it's not that much of an age gap. Only seven years. Won't harm anyone. Right? I always like to overthink shit. I could at least talk to him about the idea. See if he agrees with it or not. He'll probably hate the idea, but it will be worth a try. Eddie is currently upstairs filming a video in his office. But I don't want to disturb him. It can wait. Over an hour later, he's silent. Probably has finished recording. Perfect timing. I rush up the stairs and knock on his door, waiting for the command I hear every single day. "Come in!" He yells from the other side of the door. I do as I been told and enter his office. He doesn't take his eyes off the computer until I tap his shoulder to gain his attention. "Oh hey Juicy. What's up?" He asks cheerfully, making me feel jealous of that he's in a good mood, and I'm not. "Hey Eddie, umm, I wanted to ask you something really important." I say nervously, streching my sleeves down to cover my hands. "Ok, sure, what's going on?" He questions with a more serious look on his face. "So, uhm, will it be bad to date someone who is seven years older than you?" I ask anxiously, not trying to make it obvious that I was talking about him. "Good question, actually. No, not really, unless if one person out of the two doesn't really like the idea." He explains like he's spoke about this before. "I'm just curious because obviously it's weird to date someone who is way older than you, and it could happen out of nowhere." I respond, trying to stay calm and collected. I say my thanks to him and leave his office to not disturb him anymore. Thank God that went better than I expected. I went downstairs and sat on the couch waiting for Eddie to finish recording his last video for the day. Once he was done, he immediately went downstairs to be with me. Like he knows I have a crush on him. But he doesn't. He probably has no feelings for me at all. I'm just being delusional about it all. As always. He wraps his arm around my shoulders, catching me by surprise. "You know Juicy? I don't think it matters if I'm seven years older than you. I still want you to be mine." He says nonchalantly. I'm sorry, is he being for real right now? Does he actually mean what he said? I'm still confused, excited, and intrigued. "Eddie.. How did you know?" I replied, still wondering what he said was bullshit. "It's obvious. The way you act around me. How you react when I hang out with any of the other boys. I see it all the time. Plus you worry too much about our age gap. And to be honest, I don't care about that. I love you either way. It won't be weird at all because it's going to be completely normal." Eddie confesses, leaning closer to me until the tips of our noses were touching. I could feel his breath on my lips before I pushed myself into him and kissed him passionately. He kissed back and snaked his arm around my waist, gripping onto me tight but not enough to hurt me. This felt amazing. Regardless if he was much older than me. I love him. He loves me. That's all that matters to us.
