Magnus smiled as he listened to the mixtape. Lenn and Magnus were both sitting on a bench beside a vending machine. Magnus lip synced with the lyrics. Lenn could slightly make out some of the lyrics due to the headset being loud.
You were the one I found. You were the one I need. I want you in my life, baby...
Lenn wondered if the song was made just for Lenn or for someone else. Why would he think it was made for him? Magnus didn't even like him, so why was he expecting that much?
Magnus took off the headset, and paused the mixtape. Lenn looked at Magnus.
Magnus said, "Do you mind if I can have this back for a bit?"
Lenn said, "Sure. Of course you can. It's yours after all."
"I want to make a new song that's been in my head for days. I'll give it back to you, don't worry."
Lenn smiled because he felt flattered. A song just for him? Magnus was just the sweetest guy ever. Lenn couldn't believe that he had thought Magnus was an asshole for a moment. Magnus was the best.
Magnus stood and said, "Hey, Lenn."
Lenn asked, "Yeah?"
"Before we call it a night, let's get something to drink." Magnus said as he placed the mixtape inside his pocket.
"Sure. Of course."
Magnus approached the vending machine. "And of course, my treat."
Lenn still felt bad for having Magnus pay for the drinks, but what could Lenn do? Magnus was a book: no matter how much he wanted the plot to change, all he could do was just let him be, and love him all the same. Lenn loved him.
Magnus inserted a fifty-peso bill in the machine. "Mogu-mogu or C2?"
Lenn answered, "C2."
"Alright."
Magnus pressed a button, and a bottle dropped inside the machine. Magnus took the C2 bottle out and handed it over to Lenn.
"Thanks, Magnus." Lenn said.
"No problem. Now for my drink..."
Magnus pressed another button, and a can fell out of a machine.
"What's that?" Lenn questioned.
"San Miguel." Magnus said.
"What?!" Lenn practically spitted his drink.
"Don't worry. It's just one can. No harm in it."
"Are you sure? I mean, you can if you want to. I'm just looking out for you, you know?"
"Aww, you care for me. How cute."
"Shut up."
"But no, it's okay really. I can handle it."
"Alright, if you insist."
**********
"Lenton! Buddy! Are we there yet?" asked the drunk Magnus.
"Not yet, Magnus." said Lenn.
Magnus was leaning on Lenn. Poor Lenn. Magnus had said that he could "handle" that one can of San Miguel. Turned out he actually has low tolerance for beers. What more for Lenn?
Magnus walked around so fuzzily that Lenn has a hard time on dragging him home. This was pointless. It was already dusk. At this rate, they would reach Magnus' house at around midnight.
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One Last Smile (EDITING)
Teen FictionLenn, a High School top notcher, barely has any friends. Despite Lenn being number one in his class, he was still an introverted gay guy. He felt lonely. Until he met Magnus, a transfer student, along with his brother, Valk. In this story, the read...
