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Swap's Day

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"You call it what-" Davey furrowed his brow in confusion as he looked at Les from where they sat at the breakfast table, whispering as nobody else was up yet in these early hours of the morning. Their father may usually be up with them, but without work, he hadn't a reason to. This left Les and Davey to make breakfast for themselves in the morning just before they headed off to the housing lodge.

"It's not just me- Jack told me 'bout it! They call it Hat Swaps Day."

"But it's Valentine's Day." Davey sniffed, unamused as he poked his single egg with a fork, getting a small bit of its white edge and dipping it lightly in the yolk.

"Exactly!" Les rolled his eyes, standing up from his chair at the breakfast table.

"Sh! You'll wake Sarah and the others." Davey hissed in a warning.

"Oh- sorry." Les whispered, sitting back down quietly.

"What do you mean exactly?" Davey cocked an eyebrow, swallowing another mouthful of egg.

"Well, Blink and Mush started it a few years back-"

"Course they did." Davey sighed with a shake of his head before his brother continued.

"- and you swap hats with your valentine!" Les paused, "Well, with the person you like- like-like that is." Les grinned before slumping back, "Either that or you give it to 'em if they don't have a hat. Sees cos if you want a girl- Dave?" Les looked at his brother's red features.

"And they- they just- we're all boys!" Davey argued.

"And?" Les frowned in confusion.

"You're too young to understand." Davey groaned and leaned against his hand.

"I can understand just fine that boys can like boys! I can understand just fine the way you look at Jac-" Les was shut up as Davey shoved the rest of his egg in the boy's mouth, ignoring the foul feel of the yolk spilling onto his hand.

Les gratefully ate the egg now in his mouth but with the bitterness of confusion as Davey took his hand away to wipe it on a napkin next to his now empty plate. He gripped the napkin tightly and stared down at it with intent, "D-Dont repeat that."

"About Jac-"

"YES!" Davey flushed as he stood up before carding a hand through his hair and heading towards the door, "Come on, let's go."

"You should just tell him!" Les shrugged as he got up as well, following his brother to the door.

"What?" Davey looked down at the younger boy like he was crazy before shaking his head and reaching for their caps, "No, defiantly not happening."

"Why not?" Les whined as Davey ruffled the hat onto his head.

"Because things like that don't work out for people like me." Davey frowned.

"People like you?" Les furrowed his brow in frustration and confusion at his brother's words.

Davey fixed his hat onto his head before he kneeled down and placed his hands on his brother's shoulders, looking him in the eye, "Boys aren't supposed to like boys."

"That's not true!" Les whined.

"It shouldn't be true, but it is. Guys like me, don't get guys like Jack- it's not in the cards." Davey sighed as he stood up.

"So you're not going to give him your hat?" Les frowned as they began out the front door, Davey shutting and locking it tightly behind them, pausing with a red face.