Prince Charming [HoennShipping]

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⠀⠀⠀"Brendan! Drew's here to see you!"

⠀⠀⠀Sprawled out on his sheets, Brendan didn't stir an inch when he heard the call of his mother from below him. It was just the day after witnessing the supposed love-of-his-life be kissed by another man right in front of him, on stage for everyone to see, and Drew was beginning to visit him often. Maybe this was him finally being a good friend instead of joking around with his feelings.

⠀⠀⠀It didn't take another second for him to hear the bellowing marches of Drew's large feet upon the stair steps, the sound rumbling through his ears and causing him to turn slightly to witness the figure at his doorway. Of course, he didn't spare his friend another second and went back to shutting his eyes, breathing shallowly as if attempting to sleep off his broken heart.

⠀⠀⠀Drew, of course, didn't allow him to.

⠀⠀⠀"Brendan, I know you're sad, but I think you are beating yourself up over nothing," Drew says lamely. "I mean, legit nothing."

⠀⠀⠀"I heard you say that a million times."

⠀⠀⠀"Well, you're still not listening."

⠀⠀⠀"Why should I?"

⠀⠀⠀"Because," Drew sighs, "Steven is not the person I think May would immediately just fall for just because she kissed him— for the sake of the musical we're in. Come on, that guy's ridiculously cocky and could use a few books to read."

⠀⠀⠀Brendan snorted. Yeah, he could agree with that fully. Still though, it didn't change the fact that May and Steven did kiss and that he was still feeling like absolute shit. The next day was Monday once again, another start of the week, and he was seriously about to call out. He would have if it were not for the fact he had two tests, a quiz, and the chance to see May Maple again. He sighed softly.

⠀⠀⠀"Come on, don't be like this, I know it hurt, but trust May enough to believe she kissed him for the sake of the musical."

⠀⠀⠀"I mean... I guess I could."

⠀⠀⠀"Let's go out for some takoyaki!"

⠀⠀⠀"Drew, no—"

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⠀⠀⠀"Alright, everyone, you all know what day it is, don't we?" Lisia clapped her hands together as she smiles happily at her students below the stage.

⠀⠀⠀"It's Monday," Drew yawns.

⠀⠀⠀"Yes, and Monday means...?"

⠀⠀⠀"Uh, that I had three hours of sleep?"

⠀⠀⠀"No!" Lisia growls. "Instead of practicing our beloved musical, as much as we desperately need to, it's our game day!"

⠀⠀⠀Brendan's eyebrows raise. Yeah, no, this was definitely something Lisia made up at the second. They never had something like this before. With a huff of his chest, he closes his eyes, choosing to rest rather than listen to whatever activity they would be doing today. May's wrist slips into the crook of his left arm as she grasps him, her fingers tapping at his skin in order to get his attention. Knowing she's there, he grunts. "Are you feeling alright?" May wonders aloud.