'"What ya reading?" A young, blonde haired girl asked her older brother as she sat beside him on an old, dark oak bench in the courtyard. The school seemed dead, not many students walked around the snow-covered grounds. Maybe it was because of classes or because of the white snow covering the ground in a thick layer like a blanket. She watched as her brother quickly put away his phone.
"Nothing that matters, Miena. Why aren't you in class is the real question here." He looked down at his sister, clearly disapproving of her choice to skip class. Matt watched the colour drain from her face as she started to stammer. She rushed out, not meeting her brothers gaze.
"W-well you s-see... Mrs Rodriguez hates me! I try to do well. I listen. I watch. Hell! I even do extra work and she still hates me! I skipped french because she just doesn't like me!" He chuckled as he placed a pale hand on her shoulder.
"As long as I don't catch you again then mum will never know." He said calmly as he fixed the button on his old, worn brown jacket. Ping. The sound rang in Matt's ears as he hastily tried to grab his phone. Turning the device on, his heart felt heavy. Still nothing, he thought. He's forgotten. Matt had never got annoyed at Takashi, but today was different. Matt could now legally start to drive. He could go to visit Takashi soon! Except, Takashi hadn't called him. Not even a happy birthday text. That's all Matt really wanted. Normally, Matt understood when Takashi got a little busy. After all, this was the most important school year for both of them. Matt wasn't perfect either, he also forgot to text but that was fine. That's why Skype was created after all. That or so that Takashi could joke with Matt after falling asleep on a call. They both loved being on a call, awake or asleep anyway. Putting his phone away, Matt listened as the bell rang loudly, signalling the end of the class and the start of lunch, or as Matt would call it, the hunting hour.
After a long lunch, the last two classes of the school felt like, not hours, but like entire years. He just wanted to go home, flop on his bed and cry the night away. As soon as the last bell of the day rang, Matt had his phone out and checked it again. Only a spam text from 02. he walked out of the school building a small sad figure, and he slowly made his way back towards his house. Matt could almost forget about Takashi.
The snow hadn't ceased to fall. Small white snowflakes rested in Matt's messy brown hair. He just continued to walk alone, listening to other peoples conversations as they walked by him. Sometimes, he would get hit by a snowball from freshmen having fun in the snow. They would apologise but Matt didn't accept them. They did nothing wrong.
Matt turned left at the old church, his head lowered in respect.
"Having fun Chloe..?" He asked quietly as he walked past the church, now looking up. It was a daily ritual, to pay respects to his stillborn sister. Matt's hazel eyes could almost see the top of his small house. Today is almost over, he thought, only have to make it until 12. Ping. Matt fumbled around in his pockets for his phone. He grabbed it only to drop it. Quickly picking it up, Matt scanned it for cracks before turning it on. It was a message from his mum saying she was going to be late and that he was to cook dinner for four. Matt found that in its self weird since it was only him, his mum and Miena in the house while his dad was on a business trip.
He opened the dark oak door and walked inside. The house was almost as cold as it was outside but he didn't mind. It was soothing really. He closed the door behind him and gently placed his bag and jacket down on the carpeted stairs. He then made his way towards the kitchen to see what they had to cook.
After a short raid of the kitchen, Matt had found a couple of boxes of cheesy pasta. Perfect, he thought. Not much effort needed for a quick and easy meal. Hopefully, his mum would be back soon. As he waited for the water to boil, he heard the door opening with a gust of wind following whoever walked in. He assumed it was his mum with Miena since Miena didn't ever want to walk home.
"Hey, mum! I'm making cheesy pasta because I can't cook!" He yelled from the kitchen as he heard footsteps. They didn't sound like his mum's. His breathing sped up as he stared at the kettle. He didn't want to turn around.
"Pretty sure I'm not your mom, Mattie." He recognised that voice. Why did he recognise that voice? Taking a deep breath, he turned around. Matt felt his heart pounding in his chest as he stared at his boyfriend. takashi was here. Matt began to tremble. Takashi saw this and ran over to the smaller male, hugging him tightly.
"Hey hey hey... I'm here Matt... it's okay.." He whispered as he held Matt. Matt was overwhelmed. Takashi was here. Here in his town. Here in his home.
"I-I-I..."
"Happy birthday babe." Takashi muttered as he placed a soft kiss on the top of Matt's head. Matt's face flushed as he hugged the significantly smaller male that he was glad to be able to call his boyfriend.
"I thought you hated me." Matt mumbled as Takashi rubbed small circles in his back. "I love you Kashi.."
"I love you too Mattie."
