The past week had been a deep agony that John couldn't really explain to anyone. He hadn't been around Keith in a week and although that didn't seem like long, he needed to feel at peace, and peace to him right now, was Keith. The non stop train of thoughts all revolves around Keith and it was sort of bothering him
Pete left a knock on Johns door and waited by it, he was wearing his best "going out with my friends so don't bother me" outfit- since he was going to meet Keith with John - and he was just hoping that Keith was as nice as John made him out to be, or he was hoping that Keith was real in the first place.. John answered the door with a smile plastered on his face, looking up at Pete and saying something along the lines of "are you ready to go?" And Pete responded only with a nod and a smile, to be honest- he was dreading it. Only because of the fact that Keith may not be real, and he'd have to break the news to John..
They headed out of the house after they said goodbye to roger, who was doing his vocal practice for their show tomorrow since they hadn't performed in a while.
The streets were filled with the same warm feeling that John got every time he went or see Keith- it was like a sweet memory that he never knew he had until later eyes apon that sweet boy... it was a nice feeling though- like sitting by a fireplace or the feeling of drinking whiskey- you know.. how it warms your chest? That feeling.
They sat down at the table and waited. Waiting.
Time goes slow when you're waiting huh? The clocks seemed to slow down- and Keith never showed up. "He's taking his time hmm?" Pete mumbled- getting more worried by the second that Keith did in fact- not exist
John looked around the corner and buried his head in his hands "come on let's just go" he said in an annoyed tone- not annoyed at Keith no not at all. He couldn't be- he wanted to make out with the man for gods sake... he was annoyed at himself- he shouldn't have brought Pete with him...
Pete held onto his shoulder and looked at him "If you want to.. okay?" He said- getting up from the table- and helping up his friend - John just walked straight past him- and Pete followed quickly- towering slightly over his friend
Silence fell over them as they headed home, the orange and yellow lights of the street flickered on their clothing- johns arms were wrapped around himself from the cold... "do you think you may have imagined him?" Pete said after a while of putting together a lot of pieces in his head, some of them didn't fit, but, he made them fit somehow.
"He's not a fucking hallucination. Don't say that" he said with grit teeth- clenching his fists "no I just mean-" "YOU DON'T MEAN ANYTHING" John cut him off - turning to him and furrowing his eyebrows- Pete backed away and stayed silent "you think he's not fucking real just because he didn't show up once- he is real- I know he is I'm not insane he's the only person who makes me happy now- don't take it away- please" he said- almost breaking down in tears before he stormed off home- he didn't want to see Pete right now- and yes that may have been childish but he didn't care right now
He just wanted to see Keith
That's all
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Whiskey Man (The Who AU MOONTWISTLE)
Fanfiction(THIS IS A KEITH X JOHN FANFIC) TW: Alcohol use Drugs It's 1969. What a year. The year that John Entwistle met Keith Moon in a bar. Nobody believed him but he knew Keith was real
