They relished this little walky talky thing, and they both talked to each other constantly while doing their duties. It felt pleasant to have company in an empty place.
Occasionally, Minho would go on the channel to update them and leave right after. They could additionally tune in on channel 6 to hear Ben and Minho talking, channel 3 was kaya and rosa. Of course.
But, that didn't matter. What mattered was this, this raw moment of happiness you only get to experience so much in a world like the present.
_
"So what- you picked up the guitar and knew how to play?"
Dylan scoffed, besides laughing at the same time. of course, Thomas chuckled and nodded to thin air while pressing the button and computing a quick
"Yep."
"You have to play for me sometime."
"That's disturbing, dyl."
thomas choose to reply modestly, perilously looking down at the black road under his feet. he was never good playing in front of people... especially Dylan.
but... he wasn't done giving his dignity away
"I can also sing..."
"Thomas! how have you kept that from me all these years??" a blatant, shrill, disbelieving sound pierced through the walky-talky.
of course, Thomas smiled subconsciously, getting ready for the morning shifter to come out for the remaining minutes.
while he and Dylan did catch up after their shift, not a word was shed about his guitar talent, so... Thomas had thought up a plan. a surprise.
a brilliant plan, made entirely to show Dylan how significant Dylan was to him. A plan that was soon forgotten the night after.
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Fanfictiona short newtmas story that probably took me less then a month to write. -a benji story ____ He's always been my bestfriend, and with a blink of a drunk night... He's something more. He has MADE me something more, forgetting whats outside of these wa...
