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Can't We Be 17?

Can't We Be 17?

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“Dude, did you seriously have to make that the competition?” Lucas asked for what the others thought was the 17th time that week. Max rolled her eyes, not even bothering with listening and leaning her head back to let Jane continue to braid it. Dustin snickered and just leaned into his boyfriend.

“Why are you still on this?” He asked, slightly exasperatedly. Lucas frowned, and pushed his boyfriend off. Even though Dustin had admitted sheepishly he was a bit buzzed that day, Lucas was not letting go of his petty upsetness over losing.

“Because it’s annoying to have to hide it from my family!” He exclaimed and his friends sighed, Dustin just attempting to snuggle back up with Lucas.

“Your sister fucking walked in on us to tell you that dinner’s ready.” Dustin argued, rolling his eyes and instead reclining on Jane who was next to him on the couch still braiding her girlfriend’s hair. Jane rested her head on Dustin and Dustin nuzzled into her.

“We’ve been out to your parents since age fifteen Lucas!” He exclaimed, slightly muffled by Jane’s curly hair which he was resting in.

“Yeah but still, would you walk around with a hickey in the open?” Lucas asked, crossing his arms and glaring to the side at Dustin. Dustin snickered into Jane’s hair.

“I routinely do that.” He snickered as he spoke and Lucas pouted, as if he was two and not seventeen. Jane snorted and accidentally pulled on Max’s hair, the latter looking back at her in slight annoyance. “And you can’t even see it!” Mike chimed in agreement and Lucas sighed.

“Not the point!” He mumbled, slightly upset that he wasn’t winning the argument with his boyfriend like he usually did. Will noticed and gave his friend a small smile, before going back to the book he and Mike were sweetly sharing.

“Besides,” Dustin continued, removing himself from Jane’s shoulder and snuggling back into Lucas’s shoulder, breathing onto his neck. “You weren’t complaining.” He whispered quietly, but not quiet enough apparently because a few gasps and quiet oohs came from his friends.

“Shut up.” Lucas said, but not pushing Dustin off of him. Dustin muttered a triumphant noise into Lucas’s neck, and placed a small kiss there. Lucas shivered at the content but smiled a small smile.

“What did we say about PDA?” Will jokingly warned from where he was sat on the floor with Mike. Dustin sputtered into Lucas’s neck, making an uncomfortable situation for Lucas before the other boy sat up and pointed accusingly at his friends.

“Mike is sitting in your lap Will!” Dustin exclaimed, causing the boys in question to laugh.

“He is, isn’t he.” Will said, and Mike slipped off the boy's lap to press a sweet kiss to Will’s lips. Will hummed into the kiss and pulled away quickly, the tips of his ears turning bright red. Mike patted his lap and Will slipped on top of his boyfriend, reversing their earlier positions.

“Pure.” Jane said, looking up from her nearly finished braid to smile at her brother and her friend. She slipped a hair tie off her wrist and tied up Max’s finished braid, dropping it and hauling Max up by her shoulders to kiss her girlfriend.

“Are we one upping them?” Max mumbled, her lips still pressed against Jane’s. Jane nodded and Max squealed, turning fully around and wrapping her arms around the shorter girl. Mike covered Will’s eyes as the girls kissed, causing peals of laughter from those who weren’t occupied.

Jane pulled away, unfazed and sitting back against the couch cushions smiling brightly. Max on the other hand looked dazed as she dropped back down onto the rug where she had been sitting, pupils wide. Jane dropped her hands back down to Max’s hair and played with the braid she had just finished, as Max took a few moments to breathe.

“Now we’re just competing!” Dustin exclaimed, pulling Lucas slightly towards him.

Lucas shook his head. “Didn’t we already go?” He asked, but nonetheless letting his boyfriend reel him in for a kiss. Lucas hauled Dustin closer once their lips pressed, biting Dustin’s lower lip and making him yelp. Just as Max was about to yell at them for being excessive, the door slammed open.

“Again?” Shrieked Erica, throwing her hands up in annoyance. Dustin hesitantly pulled away and Lucas shot his little sister a look. “Second time this week Lucas, learn to have some decency!” Max and Jane were snickering quietly, Will’s eyes still covered by Mike's hand as he layed back into his boyfriend.

“God! I just wanted to tell you that mom says they either stay for dinner or you six get out and do something at someone else's house.” Erica whirled around and left the room, leaving the door wide open.

Lucas sighed, smiling sheepishly at his friends. Mike laughed and removed his hand from Will’s face now that none of the other couples were kissing.

“Arcade?” Mike asked, pushing Will lightly off his back and getting up, stretching from sitting for awhile with his friends in Lucas’s room.

“Arcade.” The others confirmed, all getting up with some laughter and chatter as they made their way down the stairs and out of the Sinclair household. Lucas promised his mom he’d be home by dinner at the earliest, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

The six wound their way down the streets of Hawkins, Max on her skateboard, Jane on her rollerblades, and the others on their bikes. They laughed boisterously as they made their way through the oncoming night and to the arcade, to spend money and compete furiously on the games in teenage fights for dominance.

After all, they were seventeen.