Killjoy ; SetoSolace

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| 9 | Meeting His Family

***

Impulsively, with the sound of birds yelling and the sun rising, I couldn't help but snap my eyes open. Being greeted with a blinding shade of light, I covered my eyes, then sat up. Attempting to adjust to the sudden new change of lighting, I had unsheathed them, then gazed around.

"The fuck was that?" Brice questioned. "Who the hell covers their eyes like that?"

I frowned, "Well—me apparently. Were you up all night?"

"You fell asleep at around four in the morning on my lap, so I was obligated to not move," Brice rolled his eyes. I felt my ears heat up, along with the tip of my nose.

"Well—sorry," I replied, murmuring a bit. "What time is it anyway?"

"I'd say around seven thirty. We should get going soon, I don't want anyone to spot us."

I nodded. Brice was quick to get up and stretch. He reached out his hand towards my direction. With a sense of being dumbfounded, I grasped it, and he pulled me up. Surprised at the sudden action, I toppled over him, causing the both of us to fall down.

"God dammit, Seto," he rolled his eyes again and pushed me off—lightly I'd say. This time, he pulled me up by the arm, then passed me my backpack. I said a quiet thank you. "You're hungry, right?"

I shrugged, "No, not—"

"I know a good place to spend our day, it even has free food there. Come," Brice beckoned for me to follow. I rolled my eyes as I swung my backpack over my shoulder. I begun to follow him down the hill.

"Do you do this often?" I questioned as we left the area.

"What often?" Brice replied as he made a left turn. "Can you go three minutes without talking?"

"No, I like knowing things," I huffed. "And do you ditch school often?"

Brice shook his head, "No. This is the first time in a couple years since I've ditched, actually."

"Why do it now—why with me?" I questioned.

"For the hell of it," Brice shrugged. "You know Pete Wentz and Mikey Way?"

"Yeah. Those two bassists with the summer fling?" I replied almost instantly.

"Think of us like that—just a summer fling. But less heartache, less summer, less love, and only one day spent together. You intrigue me, Seto. I haven't met anyone with a thought process that's equivalent to mine. I like your presence."

I wanted to say the same—I wanted to agree with him. Instead, I had monotonously nodded my head, felt the tips of my ears heat up, and gave a small smile. It had gotten me silent for the rest of the trip.

***

"We're here. Just have to take this train and we'll be all set for the journey," Brice grinned. I paused, furrowing my eyebrows at the train tracks that had laid ahead of me.

"There's no train..." I grimaced, frowning.

"Just gotta wait for it, dumbass. We're two hitchhikers."