kevin, salem, and ciarán had been watching that 70's show for hours. ciarán's room was dimly lit; the tv illuminated the room. their faces reflected the colors that the bright tv showed.
so far, ciarán had been keeping track of how many times michael had said 'damn, jackie!' his head rested on salem's chest comfortably, while kevin sat on the edge of the bed with his legs criss-crossed.
eventually, ciarán's body gave in to sleep. partly, it was his immune's system fault for making him so tired, but it was thanks to salem playing with his hair. she thought his hair was soft, and she continuously curled strands around her fingers.
"did he really fall asleep?" kevin whispered, turning around to look at them once an episode ended.
salem nodded, trying her best to look down at the sleeping boy.
"i'm hungry, do y'all have any food?" salem suddenly asked.
"yeah, but at least one person's gonna be pissed when they realize some of their food is gone. wanna get something to eat?" kevin offered.
"hell yeah!" salem exclaimed, but then she quickly quieted down, realizing her mistake when ciarán stirred in his sleep. "one issue, though." she whispered, pointing at ciarán.
"here, i'll help get him off of you." kevin got up and made his way to salem's side.
salem tried her best to gently guide ciarán's head off of her chest, and when she successfully did so, kevin kept his head up so it wouldn't suddenly drop onto the pillow. kevin smoothly guided ciarán's head onto the pillow, giving salem a thumbs up after finishing their first task.
salem was hit by the sudden coolness of the air, having gotten used to having ciarán's warm body on her's.
"now, where do you wanna go eat?" kevin asked as they both left ciarán's room, salem quietly closing the door behind her.
they walked down the steps, "i'm suddenly craving pasta. do you know any italian restaurants near here?" salem asked.
"there's one twenty minutes from here. you wanna take an uber?" kevin asked.
"sure."
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kevin and salem sat at the restaurant table, laughing at weird pictures of ciarán.
"i can't believe he thought it was a good idea to bleach his hair." salem laughed. her laughter came to an abrupt end when her phone buzzed.
cici 🔫: where are u
cici 🔫: did u leave already :(
"speaking of ciarán, he just texted me." salem chuckled, showing kevin her phone screen.
salem 🖤: noo i'm at an italian restaurant with kevin
cici 🔫: oh so yall really just left me huh
cici 🔫: yall besties now ? bet.
cici 🔫: have a good time with kevin
kevin peeked at salem's phone screen. "sounds like somebody's jealous." he sang.
salem 🖤: YOU WERE SLEEPING
salem 🖤: we're coming back soon
salem 🖤: i was gonna get u soup since i care about u but u wanna be a lil binch
cici 🔫: wait no salem i want soup.
cici 🔫: u care about me ? 😳 i care about u too
salem 🖤: shut up before i shove this breadstick down ur throat.
cici 🔫: mmm kinky
salem 🖤: when i see u it's on sight
salem ended up ordering stracciatella soup with breadsticks for ciarán, since she was actually concerned for his well-being.
while sitting in the uber, ciarán's soup was keeping salem's thighs hot, and she grew slightly uncomfortable. she didn't care, though. she thought it'd help keep the soup warm if it sat on her thighs.
when the uber pulled up to the house, kevin and salem dashed inside, salem falling behind. despite this, she was still eager to get to her best friend, so she eventually caught up with kevin.
kevin unlocked the door, and salem ran up the stairs as fast as she could, being cautious of the soup in her hands.
she swiftly twisted open the doorknob to ciarán's bedroom. "how you feeling?" was the first thing she asked.
"mad." was all ciarán responded with.
"why?" salem frowned, sitting on the edge of the bed next to ciarán.
"because i can't believe you guys really left me!" ciarán tried to exclaim, but failed, ending up in a fit of coughs.
salem tried to stifle her laugh. instead, she gathered herself and put on a serious expression. she moved his hair out of his eyes, "are you still stuck on that? kevin and i were hungry, and we didn't want to disturb you."
ciarán opened his mouth to speak, but salem put a finger over his mouth to hush him.
"i brought food. will you forgive me now?" salem teased.
"feed me." ciarán said childishly.
"what the fuck, ciarán." salem said in confusion, but she still laughed.
she pulled the contents out of the bag, which were only a warm container of soup and a paper bag of breadsticks.
she pulled up a chair, so she could be directly in front of ciarán, and so there was a lower risk of her spilling soup on the bed.
she found the spoon that came in the bag, and dipped it into the soup.
"open wide." salem said, trying to stifle her giggles, but failing miserably.
she shoved the spoon into ciarán's mouth, and he closed his mouth around it willingly.
ciarán made a humming noise around the spoon, opening his mouth and letting go.
"thank you." ciarán said, sitting up and taking the container of soup from her hands.
salem smiled, "i was gonna get you soup regardless of whether or not you were being whiny." she teased.
"you know what would make me a happy little boy instead of a whiny one?" ciarán asked, continuing to eat his soup.
salem's smile grew wider, "what?"
"if you stayed the night."
a/n:
i have a really bad writer's block ahh
