[ ✓ ] ❝I want all of it. I'm saying I want us to be friends...with benefits.❞
RICKY BOWEN x EJ CASWELL.
HSMTMTS (SEASON 2-3) AU!
+ slight canonical references
CASWEN FANFIC.
EXTENDED DESC INSIDE.
**REPOSTED/EDITED
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𝐓𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐎.
THE CROWD WAS RESTLESS, people were shouting at the top of their lungs. Marcus Mayfield was having a New Year's Eve party which naturally meant an open invite and everyone who was anyone was there.
"Caswell, dude, please don't tell me you haven't tried to go out with anyone since you got dumped by Clarabelle Cow..." The black-haired jock was powering his way through a bag of chips, his favourite smug smile was on his face.
"Don't call Nini that," EJ punched him in the shoulder, sitting opposite him, "she was special. She's different to anyone I've ever dated━"
"We know, we know," David Anders called him out, he was opening another bottle, he'd been the one to supply all the drinks. "But Nini dumped your ass. She's with that skater kid now━what was his name again?"
"Ricky," EJ groaned, he leant over to grab the bottle from David, taking a huge swing, "yeah, you know that I've been forced to be friends with him? It's fucking ridiculous, do they seriously expect me to be best buds with the guy that stole my girlfriend?"
David laughed at him, "Sounds like a you problem. I told you guys to quit that theatre bullshit."
"It's not bullshit," Marcus corrected, "besides, what are you talking about, EJ? You've been texting him non-stop or is there another person on your phone called Richard?"
