• Someday • Chaipunk •

•Chapter 6•

"Hey, Hobie- oh.."

Pavitr began to speak as he looked at the couch, walking into the shared living space, and he was quite shocked to find Hobie there with another person Pavitr had never seen on his lap, making out with him. They had their hands in his hair and his hands were gripping their waist, seeming almost reflexive. Who was this person? What were they doing there? And why did them being there make Pavitr so sad- was it sadness? It felt like a violent mix of sadness and anger, forcing him to navigate between the urge to fall to his his knees and cry with wanting to murder this person and take their place-

Wait, what? Take their place?! No no no, what was he thinking? He didn't like guys like that, he'd inly ever dated women. He was 100%, positively sure in his sexuality. he was straight. Right?

But, as he stared at the two, his head hurting from having cried himself to sleep, he was sad, and angry.. this felt almost like something he'd felt before, when Gayatri got too close to other guys back when they used to date. It was jelousy. As he began to back away in the direction of his room, while tears began to come to his eyes once more. Why? He didn't have a clue. Why was this upsetting? Hobie can do what he wants, he lives here. So what if he was dating someone, thats cool and all, but Pavitr didn't care.

Pavitr walked into the door of his room, opening it quickly and walking in, shutting it hurriedly behind him. Tears continued to threaten his eyes, as he sat on the bed in his room, trying not to cry.

You know what? No. He wasnt going to cry because a guy he met a few hours ago was snogging someone on a couch. You know why? He didn't care! Stupid Hobie and stupid whoever-that-was-that-
Pav-doesnt-know-the-name-or-gender-of, and stupid room, and stupid school, and stupid Gwen who-

Gwen!!

That was right! He had friends! Friends he could call to hang out with! Of all times to be grateful Gwen was here with him, this was definitely one of them. So, after realising he could call his friends and ask to hang out with them, he did so as fast as possible. His first option? Call Gwen.

"Hey Gwen!"

"Hey Pav, whats up? Im with Miles right now."

"Uh- can i come over? If neither of you mind, that is."

"Sure! Im dorm 65b"

"Great! I'll be there in a minute"

"See you!"

"Bye!"

Pavitr hung up the phone happily and changed into casual clothes, a tucked in maroon t-shirt and black pants, before exiting his room to begin the walk to Gwens dorm.

The scene he found in the living room was.. annoying, to say the least.

Hobie was still there, but now he was laying on the couch, his head in the lap of the person from earlier and his feet dangling off the edge while the other person laughed and Hobie stared at them, deep in thought. However, when Pavitr began to walk past, the person stopped laughing and looked over at him, a genuine seeming smile on their face as they looked him up and down. Simoultaniously, Hobies head snapped up to look at him. Pav looked away. Hobies eyes filled with a look Pav might've described as sadness while Pav walked away, not saying a word.

Pav was curious, however. What had happened between the two while he was in his room...

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"Hey, Hobie- oh.."

Pav had just entered the room, staring at the two currently on the couch with a look of distraught, and what looked like a himt of anger, before he backed into his room and shut the door behind him.

"Hey, babes, who was that?" Quinn spoke, looking back to Hobie in confusion as, last time they checked, Hobie didn't have a roommate.

"That.. that was Pavitr. He's my new roomie, hes only jus' moved here."

"Only just moved, huh. He looks cool. What was he so upset about?"

"He was crying earlier, i calmed him down and he went to sleep but im still worried about him.. he seems like a really cool guy. We met in Misses B's detention room, and he caught my eye cos he sat next the seat i normally sit in and hes really pretty- in an objective way o'course! He's just nice, and really wanna get ta know 'im- anyway, being sad doesn't suit him."

"You sound like a character in goddamn Romeo and Juliet right now."

"Wha- im not like in love with him or anythin'! He's just my mate! And besides, im already doin' stuff with you so i dunno how-"

"Shut Up. First things first.." they moved off of his lap and sat at the edge of the couch, patting their thigh as a signal for him to lie there. Hobie lay his head in their lap, swinging his legs off the edge of the couch.

"What we have is friends with benefits, Hobes, and if you like this guy, which its very obvious you do, then go get him! You and my relationship is totally up to you. And hey, you haven't even known eachother that long, so it doesn't have to be anything if you don't want it to be. If you don't want to do anything with me anymore thats fine, but all i ask is they we stay friends, eh? We've been best friends for a while, and i can be your wingman- wing.. person?"

"Wingperson? That just sounds stupid."

"Well what would you put as the Enby equivalent of wingman or wingwoman?"

"Wingbitch, duh"

"Wingbitch?! There needs to be a show on all the weird crap that comes out of your brain i swear."

Quinn and Hobie laughed for a while, but while Quinn continued to laugh, Hobie stopped, looking at them. He then began to reevaluate his feelings for them, and came to a realisation.

He didn't like Quinn.

How could he not like Quinn?! He'd liked them for ages before now, and he was fully sure of it. So what had changed? What was different?

All of a sudden, he heard a door open. Pavitr's bedroom door. He snapped his head up to look at him, but Pav just looked at him with a poker face, before walking out of the door. Hobie's heart filled with sorrow, but he didnt know why. How could he be so affected by this man? It was scary, the power he had over Hobies emotions after just a few hours.

"So.." Quinn began, "you've got good taste, Hobes. And yea, you definitely love him."

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