Summer In Barcelona

N I N E T E E N

Unfortunately for Jorge, the next few weeks past rather quickly. It was as if someone got their hands on the world clock and sped it up. Jorge refused to get out of bed the morning of, claiming he wasn't going. Benji opened the closet door, pulling out his clothes that had been hanging up for the past two months.

"Come on Jorge, I had to visit my family against my will, and I did it without you for seven months, can't you do it with me for a few hours?" Benji asked. He knew it was unfair to use that against him, knew that wasn't his fault, but it could possibly put this into perspective.

"Tuve la opción de rechazar la invitación, sin embargo, me convenció de hacerlo, así que es todo su culpa" (I had the choice to decline the invite, you however, persuaded me to do it, so it's all your fault) Jorge reminded. Benji sighed. Jorge was right, Benji had pushed him to accept the invitation, but only because he shouldn't refuse to go to his cousin's wedding because he was in a roe with his parents. That wasn't very fair to Maria, or Jorge himself.

"Come on Cariño, get up, please?" he asked. Jorge shook his head, covering it with a pillow.

"Is he still not up?" Noen asked, buttoning his shirt. Benji nodded. "Come on Whore, get up" Noen coaxed. Jorge just whined. Benji and Noen shared a look, rolling their eyes in sync.

"Fine, Jorge, we're leaving you here" Benji threatened.

"Bien" (Good) was all he said. Benji should've expected that.

"Fine" Benji huffed, leaving the room. Jorge peeked out from beneath the blanket, seeing Benji was truly gone before he sat up. He really had to do this, he really had to go to Maria's wedding. He cursed under his breath as he got out of bed, pulling the clothes on he had put together months before. He grabbed his shoes from the closet and left the room. Noen and Benji were in the kitchen eating when Jorge appeared.

"Hey, look who's up" Benji smiled. Jorge nodded, spinning around to show them that he was dress and wasn't hiding any concealed weapons. "You look cute" Benji complimented, getting a blush in return.

"Here, eat up, we have a long drive to go" Benji informed, tossing him a banana. Jorge fumbled for it, almost dropping it in the process. Benji smiled, shaking his head. He finished up the strawberries he had before going to the bathroom to brush his teeth, Noen following shortly after. Jorge peeled his banana eating it quickly before going to brush his teeth as well. Noen and Benji were in front of the sink, their making faces in the mirror.

"Verdaderamente maduro" (Truly mature) he said, moving between them.

"You're telling me you've never made faces in the mirror while brushing your teeth?" Benji asked, spitting the white foam into the basin. Jorge shook his head, unable to keep from smiling at the two. They were idiots but they were his idiots.

"¿Sabes si Antonio está listo?" (Do you know if Antonio is ready?) Jorge asked, scrubbing his own teeth. Benji shrugged, rinsing his mouth with water.

"I'll go check" Noen said, since he was already done brushing his teeth. Jorge nodded, looking at Benji knowingly. His crush on one of the girls, Jorge wasn't quite sure who yet, was obvious.

"Abby" Benji announced when he was out of ear shot.

"¿Cómo puedes estar tan seguro?" (How can you be so sure?) Jorge asked curiously, spitting in the sink.

"It's obvious, he's so willing to do things with her" Benji shrugged, smiling. Jorge tilted his head a little unsure, he liked spending time with all three of the girls. He shrugged back, rinsing his mouth, and drying it on the hand towel hanging beside the mirror. "Ready?" he asked, gaining a nod from Jorge. Benji smiled, taking his hand in his own. Jorge blew hair from his eyes, looking into Benji's in the mirror.