He shot up from laying on the top of his bed sheets as he heard the low hum of Geoff's car gently pour into his bedroom through his open window. He had butterflies, but they were the good kind.
He stood by his locked bedroom door and quickly started to flick the locks open, he was still waiting for the day that he lost the keys to them and he'd be stuck in here forever.
He crept down the staircase, it was habit to be cautious. He then heard Geoff knock on the door, which filled his body with another wave of excitement and butterflies.
By the time he'd gotten to the door he was radiating a contagious energy, an energy that he'd only ever felt when Geoff was involved. It wasn't even a trait that Geoff had, yet it was one of his favourites.
He opened the door to icy blue eyes staring down at him, making him melt, no matter how cold the colour was. Geoff almost looked upset, although he immediately perked up when he saw Awsten, the younger of the pair found that quite flattering.
"You can only come in if you have my cigarettes."
Geoff just smiled playfully in return. He did not bring Awsten's pack. "I have this," the older boy pulled a single loose cigarette out from his jacket pocket, handing it to the blonde. "You're only allowed to smoke under responsible supervision, they're my rules. Now let me in, asshole."
Awsten quickly snatched the cigarette from Geoff and moved out of the way for him to come in, he was desperate. "Do you have a light?" It sounded mumbled as he placed the stick between his teeth, he could almost taste the tobacco. Almost.
"You're gonna smoke down here? You aren't worried about the house smelling like cigarettes?" Geoff laughed a little, looking puzzled.
"Too cold outside, too cold to even open a window."
"Where do you keep your vinegar?" That was such an odd thing to ask, Awsten almost laughed.
"What?" He stared up at Geoff, expecting him to be smiling in a joking manner. He wasn't though. "In that... cupboard..." Awsten pointed as he watched Geoff, confused, go and get a bottle of plain white vinegar. "What the fuck are-"
"-where do you keep glasses? Or something I can pour this into?"
Awsten pointed again, he wasn't following along. He watched Geoff take a glass from the cupboard and fill it with a small amount of the vinegar, before placing it down on the table that the younger boy was standing next to.
Geoff handed him his lighter. "The vinegar absorbs the smoke, so you won't smell it. I'm glad one of us thinks before we do shit."
Awsten frowned while Geoff laughed a little bit, playfully punching him in the arm before cupping his hand around the end of the cigarette and lighting it.
He took a drag. The chemicals pouring into his body and coating his throat as they burned their way through his airways had never felt so satisfying. So good. He needed this so bad. "Fuck."
He didn't care how amused Geoff was as the younger boy sucked on his cigarette, he was so addicted. He needed it so badly.
"Starting to think that you only asked me to come over for a cigarette."
"Did you not read my fucking messages? That's exactly why I asked you to come over."
By the time he'd finished smoking, both of the boys were sitting down on the small sofa in the main living space, Awsten only getting up to throw away his cigarette, wrapping it into a tissue so that nobody could identify what it was if they saw it.
"Come up to my bedroom." Was that weird? He'd never had anybody over, he wasn't exactly sure what to do. Not only that, he didn't let anyone, not even his family, into his bedroom. That was his place. And now it was Geoff's, too.
Out of habit, he latched closed his locks behind them, grateful that Geoff didn't question it. He looked upset again, almost.
"What's wrong?" Awsten was pretty sure it would have something to do with the older boy's massive realisation from the previous day, although it could be anything. "Hey, you can talk to me, yeah?"
Awsten sat down on his bed and pulled Geoff down with him by his wrist, making him smile a little as the first tear fell. "I cut things off with Chloe. That's not why I'm upset, but I just wanted you to know that."
The younger boy smiled a little, it was soft, he was proud. "How do you feel about that?"
"Relieved," Geoff exhaled loudly, trying to keep his composure. "Really relieved, actually. I'm happy that I finally don't feel fucking foreign to myself anymore."
"I'm so proud of you. I know that it was hard, I really do. I'm just so glad that you were able to know what you wanted and go through with it. I really admire that, you know?" Geoff just nodded as a response.
"There's nothing I should feel in loving you," Geoff's eyes were red, Awsten was waiting for the time that they met up and someone didn't get awfully upset. "But I'm really afraid that this time I'll be losing you. That you'll leave me for someone better. Someone who always treated you right."
"I won't," Awsten quickly shook his head. "I won't leave you. I don't usually believe in luck but... me meeting you was serendipitous. I was meant to. And I'm glad that I did."
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Serendipitous (Gawsten)
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] An apathetic boy with colourblindness and too many problems serendipitously meets a boy who may be able to help him feel all of the colours he'd never seen.
