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𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋. 𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘕 , 𝟵:𝟮𝟯 𝗔𝗠.
TREY WALKED BEHIND JULIAN as they made their way to his locker. By this time, he had turnt down his airpods because it was something about walking while blasting his airpods knowing he was about to do something that distracted him.
They walked right to him locker, and then with trey standing behind him, julian started putting in his locker combination. Trey watched julian's back as he did so, his hands in his pockets, and his eyes low like they always were.
The sound of julian opening his locker could be heard, and then he was turning around to face trey again while holding the locker door in his hands.
Trey looked away from julian and inside his locker before he could stop his self. It looked exactly how he thought it would. It was simplistic, with hints of like posters about NASA, and computer posters. But he did catch something he didn't expected to see. A WWE poster.
Right then and there, flashes of the fight where he almost lost against the ruckus flashed in his mind. He was completely caught off guard by julian and almost went down because of it.
He made up for it when trey bounced back, and completely eliminated his ass. So it didn't matter, but the fact julian was able to throw him off like that was something he hadn't thought much about. And wasn't about to start now. It already passed, and so it's not about to be something relevant.
"I sometimes watched WWE growing up with my grandfather. I know I don't look like I do but..." Julian said out of nowhere, making trey understand he caught him eyeing the poster on his locker.
Trey didn't say anything in response to that, he wasn't looking to hear some story about julian and his child hood with his grand father. He just looked at a poster, but that doesn't mean he stopped julian when he continued talking about it.
"That's why you seen me that one time at your fight. I didn't come knowing you were going to be there because I was stalking you. I just wanted to see an underground fight because it's kinda similar to WWE." He explained in the silence trey provided him.
Once again, trey didn't say anything in response. He just stared into julian's bright blue eyes that never failed to catch his attention, making julian cough.
"Anyways uhm," Julian reached into the locker and pulled out a long black hoodie. It did look bigger, bigger than julian so it wasn't his and probably his grandfathers like he said. "This is the hoodie, here."
He stretched out his right hand with the hoodie into, holding it right in front of trey's face. Trey looked down at it before trying to grab it out of julian's hand.
But as soon as he did, his hand touched julian's and it was like his body started heating up. His heart started pounding, and it was like he caught a cold or something the way his body reacting to touching julian. He hurriedly pulled away from julian, before looking away and grabbing the ends of his hoodie with his expressionless face.
