Ephemeral

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

Theo lifted his head. "Oh, hi," he began by smiling, "good evening, I'm feeling very well, thanks. The concert was great, yeah. What am I doing here? Well, according to this really kind lady who brought me here, you asked me to be here," he added, pointing his index finger to Noah. "Really, I wasn't expecting less of you: kidnapping me and then rudely asking me why I am in your room."

Noah sighed and got rid of his sweater. He didn't know this version of Theo. In his memories, Theo was a tad more shy. Well, except when they were arguing in the last year of their relationship.

"I meant, what were you doing at the concert?" he clarified.

"Well, first, happy birthday."

"Thanks."

"I'm not finished."

✧ *:･ﾟ✧

Noah hates his ex's music.
He also hates February.
But tonight, he's turning twenty-seven, and he has a show to perform.

Theo lives in Los Angeles almost all year long.
Tonight, it's his ex's birthday, and he is in LA for one of the nights of his world tour.
He has to go, right?

* With: red wine-induced gossip sessions, denial and drama, punctuation phobia, glittery tee-shirts, too many jokes about fags, reflection on the past as foreplay (not literally) and a suspicious amount of The Office references.
Ephemeral-from the greek ἐφημέριος. That lasts a day.

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Finished story - this took me more than a year, and I'm happy it's finally out!
Everything by me, cover and songs included (and yes, it's me playing the piano and my voice)

Also thank you to my beta reader :)