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kennyfightme · 1 year

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★Theo uses he/him in this to make reading a little less confusing.

CW- Weed mention, Drinking, Substance abuse, Very brief nsfw mention (not fully said), Clyde

Theo emoji count: 1

Word count: 2k EXACTLY ★

Theo took a deep breath, standing outside Clyde’s house. It's just a sleepover. One that YOU planned. He kept repeating those words to himself over and over in his head, but for some reason he was still nervous beyond belief. Almost the second he brought his hand up to knock at Clyde’s door, it swung open.

“What are you doing just standing out here?? Bozo.” Clyde ushered him in while Theo giggled quietly.

“I was about to knock, loser. You interrupted me, Heart break emoji.” Clyde rolled his eyes and huffed, shoving Theo further into the house.

“Stop talking like that. It's not even funny.”

“Snoreeeee.” Plopping down in his designated spot on the couch, he watched Clyde shuffle over and sit next to him. Theo took a deep breath before speaking. “Sooo what are we planning on doing tonight? I was thinking about a movie binge. I brought my weed too, if you wanna smoke?” The older boy flashed Theo a toothy grin, the tiny gap in his front two teeth showing. Most people wouldn't notice it, but it was one of the many small things about Clyde that Theo had memorized.

“Well….I’ll do you one better. Y'know how I've been absolutely itching to get drunk recently? I got grandma to buy us some alcohol!! We could, and should, totally get drunk and watch horror movies.” Theo clenched his teeth. Alcohol? That was a terrible plan. Everytime Theo got drunk he ended up crying about something, and Clyde knew that. Still…Seeing how excited Clyde seemed he couldn't bring himself to say no.

“Yknow, if I didn't know you I'd one hundred percent think you're an alcoholic.” Clyde rolled his eyes at the other brunette, while jumping off the couch. Grabbing Theos hand, Clyde dragged him up. The shorter boy found his eyes lingering on Clyde's hand on his and felt his breath catch in his throat. Fuck. This would be a long night…

Theo leaned against Clyde's large chest, half paying attention to the movie playing and half paying attention to the other males breathing. Inhaling sharply, Clyde went to speak but stopped almost immediately.

“What's up?” Theo cringed at the slight slur in his words, while Clyde simply sat in silence for a minute, trying to process what he wanted to say.

“I'm just thinking…Is your boss single? Y/n I mean…” Theo felt a deep pang in his heart, not having it in him to respond, and directing his attention to the TV instead. “She's just so pretty…And she's smart and funny..and her eyes too! They're soo beautiful and-” Clyde paused, noticing his friend's clear discomfort. Sorrow slowly started to rise in Theo's chest, quickly being replaced with agony, which only got worse the more he saw and heard the man he had been so hopelessly in love with for so long. “Yo? Earth to Theo?”

“Im uh…Gonna go to the bathroom.” God, His attempt in words really was pathetic. They came out quiet and hushed which only drew attention to how upset he was. This was stupid. What was he even so upset over? It's not like this was the first time this was happening. I mean, He used to witness Clyde and Bebe swooning over each other constantly. A scowl formed on his face at the thought of Bebe. Their relationship was never good, always fighting and treating each other like objects. They were trophies to one another, nothing more, nothing less. The star quarterback and star cheerleader. Destined to be together forever, or something stupid like that. Theo attempted to push himself up, feeling his whole body wobble. When did he get so drunk? God, he was barely able to stand. He certainly wouldn't have gotten this drunk on his own. Maybe it was some desperate attempt to stop feeling. Maybe if he got drunk enough, Clyde would go away.

“Yeah dude no, You’re too drunk i dont think that's a good plan. If you really have to pee, go ahead. But I know you don't. Sit back down, c'mon tell me what your problem is.” Theo groaned, the sound of Clyde’s voice making him more angry than he ever thought it could. Still, knowing he should listen to Clyde, he tried to sit back down on the bed. Well tried. He ended up more…flopping down onto his stomach instead. Clyde accidentally let a chuckle slip and Theo felt the anger start to bubble up more aggressively. How dare he think this was funny? Theo was almost to the point of tears and Clyde was laughing? Finally, tears started to escape his already swelling and red eyes. Much like a torrential flood. Except this had been coming for a while. As much as he tried to keep quiet and pretend nothing was wrong, he just couldn't anymore. First, Clyde noticed the shaking. And then the muffled wails.

"Fuck man… I'm sorry I didn't mean it.." He awkwardly placed his hand on Theo's back, rubbing it up and down. "C'mon… tell me what's wrong dude." Theo sobbed into the bed, trying desperately to get words out but he couldn't. Clyde grabbed him as gently as he could with the alcohol flowing through his system, pulling him up into a hug. "Hey hey… shh you're okay. Get it all out buddy… '' Clyde looked down and cringed at the snot on his letterman jacket, but chose not to say anything for his best friend's sake. Why did he even still wear that thing? He wasn't in highschool anymore. Theo sobbed aggressively into his chest, trying his best to take deep breaths and calm down. But no matter what he did he just couldn't. "Theo please… cmon, tell me what's wrong. I'm your best friend, I'm supposed to be here for this kinda stuff."

"I don't want you to be my best friend!!" Theo wailed louder, sure he had woken up Clyde's grandma at this point but honestly. He didn't have it in him to care anymore. He fucking hated that word. Friend. It haunted him, constantly dangling over his head. The thought that he would never be more than friends with Clyde burned in his chest. He would never see Theo the way that he had been desperately craving since highschool and that thought killed him. Rage, Sadness, fear and surprisingly, disgust flooded through Theo's fragile body. What was he disgusted by? He had no clue. Maybe it was the fact that he was convinced Clyde was just ignoring the signs to hurt him. Or maybe it was that he constantly rambled about Y/n, and other girls.

Clyde sat there in shock. "Theo… what? What do you mean?" Theo aggressively shoved the taller male away, harder than he was intending to.

"You're so fucking stupid!! I've been fucking… fucking… pining!!! I've been pining after you for years Clyde!!! Since fucking highschool! And you just… you… You!!!" Theo hated himself for putting everything out in the open like this, but he couldn't stop himself anymore. His confession was supposed to be romantic, with flowers and those donuts Theo made that Clyde was obsessed with. Not some drunken, disgusting mess. "You pretend not to notice anything and I can't take it!! I can't take it anymore Clyde!! I'm so hopelessly in love with you and it hurts! It feels like you're constantly tearing into my chest and ripping my heart out, Clyde.."

Oh god. He was gonna vomit. The pounding in his chest wouldn't stop. Puke rising in his throat combated the heavy sinking of his heart. He was slightly thankful for the alcohol in his bloodstream. If it wasn't for the vomit, he probably would've kept going. The brunette's eyes kept darting around, refusing to focus on his crush. There was no way he could face him now. No way he could make eye contact. Theo jumped as Clyde put his large, calloused hands on the much smaller man's shoulders.

"Theo…I didn't." He was clearly hesitant, trying so hard to form the right words. "I didn't know you felt like this…I'm so sorry." The sincerity in his words hurt. He was sorry, but could never feel the same. Theo knew what he was getting at, he had seen this happen to his friends many times before. But being in that moment? Actually experiencing it? That was something completely different. There was no way it was supposed to hurt this much. Nobody seemed to have felt the pure anguish that he was feeling in that moment. Or maybe they were just better at hiding it than him.

"I'm sorry I can… I can leav-" Theo froze, being cut off by… Clyde kissing him? He felt large hands dragging down from his upper back, to his lower hips. Oh god, what was he supposed to do? Theo had never been kissed before… He found himself leaning into it though, hands drifting on top of Clyde's. The two pulled away, wide surprised eyes meeting hooded lust filled eyes. "I… " Theos face burned a pale shade of scarlet.

"You don't have to say anything. I shouldn't have done that."

"Can we… maybe do It again?" Clyde hummed, gently grabbing Theo's chin, and pulling him close. Their lips met, and the brunette instantly felt sparks. This kiss felt so much deeper, so much more passionate. Tongues dancing together, like a forbidden tango. The two's hands desperately crawled against each other's bodies, needing to be as close as physically possible. It was almost as if they were trying to crawl beneath the other's skin.

Theo never felt as loved as he did in this moment.

The next day was long and agonizing. Kneeling on the library floor, Theo whined, holding his head. Fuck… everything hurt. More than it usually did when he was hung over. His brain flashed back to this morning. It was… awkward to say the least. Clyde never mentioned what happened between the two, and Theo spent his time trying to tiptoe around it. A sigh escaped the young man's cracked lips. Who knew kissing someone all night would make them feel so dry and crusty? Thank god he was here, organizing books. At least that kept his mind mostly occupied.

The library's bell dinging dragged Theo out of his thoughts, as he stood to greet the customer. “Welcome to- Clyde?” Clyde grinned at the green eyed boy, speaking slightly louder than needed.

“Hey!! Where's Y/n? I stopped by earlier but neither of you were here…” The 20 year old trailed off, eyes darting around the store. Theo felt his heart sink immediately. Why was he still focusing on her? After last night…He should've been coming into the store looking for Theo. He heard another sigh unintentionally escape his lips.

“We’re in a library, Clyde. Keep your voice down…” Theo walked closer to Clyde. Their height difference seemed bigger than ever, the older and taller man appearing to tower over the smaller, younger one. Theos voice hushed slightly, whispering up to him. “And I'm still hungover from last night…” Clyde's eyes rolled.

“Yeah yeah… Where is she though?” There was that sharp pain again. A frown formed on Theos face.

“She's not in yet…Can we please talk about last night?”

“What's there to talk about? We got drunk and watched movies together.” Theos brows furrowed at that, that feeling of despair and agony starting to come back.

“What? Clyde we…We spent the night making out and cuddling together. You couldn't have forgotten about everything. Clyde you took my-” Clyde almost immediately busted out laughing, cutting Theo off. What the fuck was so funny? Last night was so serious to him. Why did Clyde always seem to laugh during important moments to Theo? Clyde spoke, and immediately his eyes widened. Despair quickly started to pull at his chest.

“Oh my god, what are you talking about? I'm in love with Y/n? You know that… Besides, I'm not even close to gay. "

Fuck. Theo was going to vomit.

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