Hey Sunshine

Cady What's-Her-Name- from Mean Girls?

*Please read the authors note at the bottom*

JESPER

THAT STUPID RIDICULOUSLY PRETTY BOY, Jesper grumbled to himself as he paused to listen for footsteps. The first sign of trouble and he thinks I'll treat him differently.

It had been a shock for Jesper to find out that his crush was also the son of Jan Van Eck, the famous CEO of Van Eck Industries and was rumoured to have control of an entire town, possibly plural. There was an eerie resemblance between the father and son, now that Jesper thought about it. But at the same time, the boy's constant beautiful blushing and sparkling eyes couldn't be compared to anybody else, notoriously cold businessman Jan Van Eck included.

He sped up, scanning each hall aimlessly. He was unfamiliar with the layout of the TrainWreck to start with (and the five hundred people usually filling it gone didn't help either), but Wylan probably knew the area like the back of his hand. And Jesper... well, Jesper enjoyed coming to the lab when he felt like having his eardrums cracked and to secretly spy on Wylan.

But really, he had only spied on the boy a couple times.

Barely enough to consider him a stalker.

And he had mostly come for the sole reason of getting Roeger, the man he talked to a total of twice a year before finding out that he was within five feet of Wylan during his work at the lab. These days. he talked Roeger often.

See? He told himself satisfied. You have a great reason for coming to the TrainWreck.

Jesper looked around aimlessly for a while, ducking into hallways for a while and even checking the bathrooms (which he hadn't known existed). Finally he made his way back to the main hallway where the elevator space was still open and Matthias and Inej were still down there. Blinking with surprise, he noticed that Inej had come back up and was now talking to somebody, her figure hiding theirs.

He paused, eyes searching for the person behind her. He caught a flash of red.

Score.

Inej moved aside unconsciously enough for him to see Wylan's clear frame, the skinny lanky figure he had and ridiculously bright blue eyes. He always looked a lot younger than his twenty-one years, and he was almost always flanked by the other college students. At least, flanked enough for a protective surge to tear across his heart whenever he saw Wylan.

Jesper, he reminded himself calmly. You've only met him three times, and for one of those times he probably had a concussion.

Wylan looked behind Inej and for a brief second his eyes focused on Jesper. Jesper froze for a moment before speeding up, hurrying to get there so the other boy couldn't walk away. Wylan made a motion as if to walk away, but Inej clapped a hand on his shoulder and told him something before walking away. By the time she was done, Jesper was only a few feet away.

"Wylan," he snapped as he reached the gorgeous red-headed boy. God, he was so stupid sometimes. "Did you have to run away? I've told you, it doesn't matter that you're the son of Van Eck or that you're dyslexic. It doesn't bother me."

The other boy arched an eyebrow. "Are you sure?" he asked harshly and Jesper winced at the sound of his generally calm voice sharpening in such a way. "Because I can't count the number of people that have told me that in the past, and so far nobody has ever lived up to it."

Jesper gave him an offended look. "Wylan," he said slowly, reaching out with both of his hands. He clapped the other boy around the shoulders hard, squeezing and forcing the by now beet-red boy to stare him in the face. "You stupidly gorgeous merchling - now there's a good nickname - "

"-please don't make it become a thing-"

"-I don't give a damn about your dyslexia," Jesper said slowly. "and I care even less that you're the son of Jan Van Eck. I swear from my mother and great aunt Gertrude's grave-"

"-I'm betting the chances of you actually having an great aunt named Gertrude are low-" Wylan cut in once again,

"-and my aunt Gertrude," he emphasized, "that I do not, and will never, care about your dyslexia."

Wylan paused at that, staring at their positions for a while before finally looking Jesper right in the eye. They stared at each other in the silence for a while as he waited for Wylan to come up with a response. With no small amusement, Jesper noted that Wylan was bright red and floundering for a response.

"Alright..." Wylan finally said, a beautiful half-smile arching up on his lips. Jesper's breath caught for a second and he berated himself for acting like he was twelve again. I like this boy I am allowed to act like Cady What's-her-name from Mean Girls he snapped to himself.

"But," Wylan continued. Jesper froze at that, whipping away from his thoughts. "I say we go slower."

Jesper thought about their current position, his long arms gripping onto Wylan's slim frame hard enough to probably leave slight marks. Their hips were only a few inches away.

"I think we're going at a great pace," Jesper chose to reply, winking crookedly at Wylan. As expected, he finally turned into the gorgeous red color Jesper loved to see (and had probably seen a good hundred times in the span of their three meetings). "But," he continued, making Wylan freeze up like he did. He smirked. "I get to ask you out on a date."

Wylan gave him a small smile, his ears flaring bright red. "I'd like that."

His heart soared. Leave the Cady Heron - that's her name! - behind, he reprimanded once again. "I'm going to assume that-"

"-you two are useless lumps that can't understand that Wylan needs to be working on getting Matthias out of a massive pit?"

They both froze, turning around to see Kaz's dark figure. He arched an eyebrow at them once again.

"Get to work."  

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a/n: firstly, the date has finally been offered! the actual one is going to come in a couple of chapters (but don't worry, a whole lot of shit happens between those two events :) god i'm such a nerd :)). < that was a mess of punctuation right there kids and i think it just scarred me.

but secondly, on a much more serious note, i am really really sorry. my family is really great in general, but they have a habit of not telling other family members that they're going on an eleven day trip in the next two days so i have scrambled to get the chapters ready to be posted because i know that i am going to get crap wifi while up in the mountains doing god knows what for the next week and a half. i'm going to try as hard as i can to write and update, but there's not much hope for me.

i am so sorry about that because i just came from a competition that lasted pretty long and anybody still following this story is an absolute angel. this probably sounds like a shitty writer that doesn't want to write, but i swear i am trying my best. thank you so much for understanding. 

thank you so much readers/commentators/followers/voters for keeping up with this story and the author's ridiculous nonsense updating schedule (i'm really pissed off about this too) i am so grateful! recently we hit 100 and while in wattpad that's barely anything, that's a fucking HUGE accomplishment for me! 100 views guys! (lmao and every experienced person here is scoffing like, amateur).

thank you so much for reading,

mercy