|| these city nights || [boy x boy]

"𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜..."

Lukas Angeli wasn't one for poetic shit. Life wasn't rainbows and happiness, and no matter what, it would never even be close to that. People weren't worth trusting either. Everyone, in the end, only had selfish intentions, and they all weren't worth the time of day. Whoever invented fate and destiny and soulmates and shit was out of their goddamn mind, because life didn't work like that. Life wasn't fair; it liked playing cruel jokes on people instead. He wasn't pessimistic. Just realistic.

Everett "Eli" Estrada loved poetry and art. The world was so large, full of so many secrets and possibilities, and he wanted to know as much about it as he could. And the best thing about it was meeting other people. Everyone had their own completely unique personality, ideas, values, and yet none of them were entirely good or evil. He spent a lot of time watching the stars, pondering his place in the world and what life had planned for him. After all, in the end, everyone always got what they deserved. Some called him an idealist, but he preferred the word "dreamer."

They didn't really have much in common, save for the city nights they shared underneath the streetlights.

Lukas said it was all another one of life's cruel jokes.

Everett called it fate.