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A/N: All English to Spanish translations is taken from Google Translate so may or may not be 100% correct..... Anyway......
I think there's a 5 year age gap between GP and Sonny but correct me if I'm wrong... Sonny's 16, GP's 21 - also, I think this might turn into trans Sonny all too quickly so don't read if you don't like it.
He'd heard of tethers before today, of course he had - everyone had, Sonny just hadn't expected his to be dragging him sleepily into the dusty alleyway at 3 am with a pull at his heart and a need to get moving. He saw Graffiti Pete as he made his way to the opposite end of the alley, Sonny guessed he'd been there since at least 7 pm that night when they had last said goodbye - this was something that hadn't surprised Sonny, the older boy was always working, always trying to make the uptown bigwigs notice him- maybe even notice his work, offer money for more, the dream. Sonny reached the end of the alley and made a last-ditch attempt to wake up his still sleeping limbs "inútil" he whispered to himself, leaning against the drywall of the Alley Sonny tried to focus on the invisible rope tugging him in every direction, every direction except his bed, he had to be at work at the Bodega in 3 hours and yet here he was, waiting for someone who wasn't coming, cold out of his mind and ready to pack it all in for a few measly hours of sleep. yawning he stepped away from the wall and slowly began his walk back to the fire escape he had used to leave his room not even an hour earlier. Sonny was just stepping into view of the Bodega when he heard it, the sudden scream so obviously aimed at him "Yo, De Le Vega!" Sonny laughed all too proudly at the older painter as he shyly approached him. His mind seemed more awake now that Pete was walking beside him, something that happened more often than not lately, although he would be happy to get some sleep before he heard Usnavi's eager steps jump down the apartment steps at 6 am, he was happy to be here with Pete. The older boy seemed to nervously bounce next to Sonny - everyone knew that Grafitti Pete's English wasn't what he used to express how he felt so it was somewhat strange to hear words escape the painter's mouth, on the rare occasion he did speak there was always a slew of snarky remarks or the boy as trying to get some crazy point across - usually to Usnavi, but people mostly ignored him, something that always confused Sonny.
Sonny sunk sleepily against the wall of Daniela's Salon as Pete readjusted the tattered backpack on his shoulder and took a place quietly next to him, leaning maybe a little too close to the younger De Le Vega boy, it was quiet for a while before the quiet rustle of Pete's pack being thrown across the pavement shook the two from their seats, the day beginning quickly and Sonny quietly realising he wouldn't be sleeping any time soon. The light pull of the tether still lingering inside him made Sonny rethink why he was even outside freezing to death, Pete laughed beside him and slowly stood up "Benny just messaged me and said that if we don't get your ass inside soon and get that damn -" Pete took a quick breath in his sentence to examine Sonny quickly "get that binder off you then no one's getting anything free for AT LEAST a month, that means you to Sonny so come on". Pete hesitated as he extended his hand for Sonny to grab as he stood up, as Sonny stood Pete realized quietly that maybe the barrio would hate for more than just spray painting every surface he could reach, his own tether tugging tightly at his heart. He sighed quietly or so he thought but before he knew it the young teen's hand was clamped protectively into his own. The two started to walk quickly towards Sonny's fire escape but Pete looked shocked as his eyes scanned the barrio "your tío is definitely going to hate me now" he supplied quickly as Sonny disappeared back into his small room. Pete's phone vibrated quietly as he walked back towards Daniela's to retrieve his bag -
From: Sonshine: Maybe he will Pete but I would never
He smiled. Maybe everything WOULD be okay after all
A/N: So there's the first chapter! I'll no doubt keep writing even if no one reads for my own entertainment haha. Let me know what you think tho if you do happen to read it :)
