Characters: Arlington Jacob IV, Daniel Joel.
Setting: outside the peachcoke... mansion....
Summary: Joel is ~homesick~ and wants someone to talk to. Arlo eats a sandwich.
Warnings: They are yaois. hi
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So here I am, its 3 AM, I don't know where to begin )
Right -- no. No it did not matter. You know why? Because Jacob was already awake, and no matter what time it was he was already standing in the kitchen with a pomegranate, making a turkey sandwich.
Time? It was just an irrelevant variable.
I mean, it was probably important, right? Who would wake someone up at 4 AM (--or was it 3 AM?--) for something stupid?
... Sure, Joel wasn't exactly ... well.
Huh.
(Holy shit if this is something stupid--)
"Hey," Jacob called out, pushing the front door open (--watch him not even be here--) "-- Oh. Look. You're here."
It was a lot colder than Jacob had expected it to be, and the fact he wasn't exactly wearing optimal 'winter wear' probably had made it even colder.
(--this just keeps getting better--)
At least running shorts and a jacket was a step up from boxers and a wife beater.
"Shit, it's cold dude. Why are you even out here?" He asked, tossing the pomegranate in Joel's general direction. "It's cold and late -- or maybe it's early -- whatever. Point is, I hope this is important."
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"DUDE," he screeched, his voice cracking as he spun around to face his friend. His face becoming blank for a split second, he laughed hesitantly and pointed at Jake. "I... I knew that was you."
Recovering just in time to grab the pomegranate, he frowned up at Jake. "Baby, isn't just me wanting you important?"
Ohhh he was so funny...
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