Unrequited Love (a ForthBeam story)

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General Pov.

The next morning, Beam and Forth were woken up by the ringing of Forth's phone. Groggily, the taller of the two grabbed his phone with an audible pained groan.

'Five missed calls...and ten missed messages from dad!' Forth noted with an inner wince.

"Shiya! I forgot to send a text to my dad, he is going to kill me!"

"What do you mean you forgot?" Beam growled while rubbing his eyes with his balled fist.

"I forgot! Get over it!" Forth answered in annoyance, the phone was still going off in his hand. With a frustrated sigh, he went out of the room to take the call knowing he was going to get an earful from his father.

Beam shook his head in disbelief at his best friend's foul mood.

'Seriously, he is spending most of his time being in a bad mood. Being a teenager is hard, putting with Forth's mood is harder.'

Beam checked the time before he went to take a shower when he went out, he could hear his best friend's voice.

'Still, on the phone...he should hurry or he will be late.' The paler man went to knock at his father's bedroom door knowing full well how exhausted he could be after he pulled an all-nighter.

"Dad? Are you awake?"

Beam could hear shuffled noises coming from the master bedroom. His father stuck his head with his messed-up hair outside, holding the door just slightly ajar.

"Yes, I am awake. Can you cook breakfast for Forth, you and me? I won't be able to. I...overslept, I went home very late last night." Beam nodded while listening to his father as the time the latter was rubbing his eyes. But his father seemed bothered by something.

'Strange...maybe he is not fully awake...after all the hallway light is quite blinding or he didn't sleep long enough.'

Nodding, Beam went downstairs to prepare three breakfasts. He was joined a few minutes later by his father who looked totally like a different person. Freshly clean shaven, hair combed back perfectly.

"Didn't hear your alarm clock?" Beam teased while frying the eggs.

"Worst. I didn't set it because I thought it was finally the weekend." Beam chuckled lightly at his father silliness.

"Forth is ready?"

Beam shrugged, he didn't feel like answering for his best friend.

"Fighting again?" His father teased, fixing himself a cup of coffee, he could see his son was pouting even though he was trying to not show it.

"He is annoying. He got angry for the smallest reason, now!" Beam ranted, getting angrier the more he was talking about his best friend's weird behaviour.

"It only means one thing, son. Your best friend is in love."

"With who?" He asked dumbly while plating the dishes, his father poured the orange juice and he was setting the table.

"How should I know? Forth is your best friend not mine. If you want to know, you should ask him face to face with no intermediary. Who knows? Maybe I am wrong and you might be the one who will fall in love first." His father advised with a thoughtful expression on his face.