Who: Hunter & Mak What: Phone times Where: Phone their respective houses When: After dinner, Sunday 10/08 Status: Complete Warning: Dorkiness and squish
Hunter had meant to call Mak as soon as he walked through the door but things came up because things always came up so he didn't call her until after dinner. His mood could not be dampened tonight, even if things were still sporadically falling out of shelves. It didn't happen as frequently now, like his haunting presence had realized it was a cheap party trick and the nightmares were more fun, but it still happened. Usually when it was the most inconvenient for Hunter. He'd swept up some broken glass in the kitchen after dinner and he still felt good so he grabbed his phone and headed to his room dialling Mak's number.
It rang, then rang some more and he was getting really antsy when she finally picked up. "Oh my God," he said enthusiastically because it really was the only way he could imagine starting this conversation. "Are you alone?"
Mak was still feeling kind of high and floaty by the time dinner was over and she was back up in her room. She’d snuck Sabrina out without a hitch and then eaten a perfectly normal meal with her parents, like she hadn’t just been fooling around with her girlfriend up in her bed. It felt like some teenage rite of passage, and she’d pulled it off. So deliciously. There was no way in hell she was going to be able to concentrate on the homework she still had to do though, but that was what study hall was for, right?
Mak was lounging around on her bed, still able to smell Sabrina’s hair in her pillow and almost able to feel her hands ... when her phone started ringing. It gave her a little start and for an excited second she thought it was going to be Sabrina, but the screen said Hunter instead. Mak accepted the call, her already-perma-grin widening at the sound of his voice. “Uh, yeah,” she answered with a laugh.
"Oh my God," Hunter said again and flopped down on his bed. He hadn't talked to Mak since before the party and they'd both been a little down so this sudden cheerfulness might seem like it came out of nowhere. In a way it did! "I think I just went on a date." He still had butterflies and he felt like he could still feel Sebastian's lips against his, even if it had been there only for a split second. "Like I met this guy at the party and we went out today and Oh. My. God."
Her brows lifted and Mak rolled onto her stomach, tucking her pillow under her chest to be propped up some. “You think you just went on a date?” she echoed, sounding amused. Hunter sounded about as happy as she felt right then, and Mak was already thrilled about it. They both needed and deserved any happiness they could get their hands on right now. “You’re not sure? Who was it? Somebody new? Where’d you go? I need details, sir, STAT.” Mak giggled a little, still riding her own Cloud Nine, and selfishly glad Hunter hadn’t called needing her to cheer him up so she wasn’t rubbing anything in his face by accident.
"Like it wasn't officially a date but it felt like one," Hunter said and without knowing it mirrored Mak's position as he rolled onto his stomach and kicked happily at the mattress. "I'm swearing you to secrecy, he's not out so you can't tell anyone about this, do you promise? Not even Sabrina, not yet!" He technically shouldn't even be telling Mak but she was his best friend and if he couldn't squeal about this to her he was pretty sure he'd explode.
Ooh that sounded juicy, didn’t it? Mak knew there had to be other kids in school who were queer of some stripe and in the closet, just statistically speaking, but she didn’t have any specific suspicions about who it might be. Mak was nosy, first of all, and secondly it was just so validating to know there were more of them out there, and whoever it was might need support when he came out. “Ohmygod, Hunter, who?” she exclaimed, propping herself up a little higher on her elbows. “I promise, I swear, mum’s the word.”
"Sebastian McCarthy," Hunter said quietly, far more quietly than the squee inside of him wanted him to. It just felt like a hush hush kind of thing but even saying his name made him feel all dreamlike and giddy. "He put his crown on me at the party and made me loads of drinks and then he bought me ice cream today and Mak, I'm like dying. He is so hot, I can't even." He bit his lip and seriously giggled, covering his eyes with one hand.
Mak gasped before she clasped a hand over her mouth, truly shocked, but not in a bad way. “Oh my god, Hunter! Sebastian McCarthy, really?” she asked in a stage whisper, wanting to match his volume because that was a secret. “Wow, oh my god, I tutor him now, and he didn’t set off my gaydar at all. And um, yeah that was totally a date, official or not. Aw, he’s cute! And you’re cute! And you’re both gonna be so cute I can’t even stand it already.” She grinned brightly, bouncing a little. It probably wouldn’t have been as easy to be this happy for him if she hadn’t had the day she’d had, but it was.
"I know," Hunter said in that little squeal that had been dying to get out. "I mean it's gonna be hard 'cause I'm out and he's not but oh my God, worth it!" He felt lighter, like telling the secret to someone had taken a weight off his chest he hadn't even realized was there. "You sound happy, like way happier than just happy for me kinda happy." It was easy to notice, especially with how depressed they'd both been lately. He'd expected to cheer Mak up with a little gossip but she was way perkier than he'd thought she'd be, even before he told her.
The literal squee did Mak’s heart good. They were all going through some horrible stuff, but Hunter had always been more naturally cheerful than she and Sabrina were, so it seemed like his fall into the understandable funk had been sharper, more noticeable. Mak didn’t like to see him mopey and down, and even though their problem wasn’t fixed, they both seemed to be in a little pocket of joy, and it was wonderful. “Mmmhmm, Sabrina was here earlier,” she said, her smile still evident in her voice. “Like sneaky-here, my mom didn’t even know. But that’s not juicy news, so I wanna hear more about Sebastian.” Mak grinned and rolled onto her side.
Hunter was more than happy to gush about how pretty Sebastian's smile was and how he blushed when he said sweet things and how cute that was. He didn't tell her about the witch thing, not because he didn't trust her but because that way was the inevitable topic of hauntings as Sebastian had been the one to suggest the salt. The last thing Hunter wanted to talk about was the negative shit they'd been going through so he stuck to the cute stuff, letting out a dreamy little sigh as he recalled every little detail of his maybe-date. "I mean I figured he was gay last night because of the way he was like... looking at me but now I know for sure and he's just like... Perfect." The only downside was that he wasn't going to be Hunter's date for any of the dances coming up, they'd never be publically adorable together but it didn't matter for now. Here was the prospect of an actual boyfriend, Hunter wasn't going to let the boring realistic problems bother him yet.
Mak listened with a smile plastered on her face the whole time. She knew Sebastian was into weird stuff, and knew a witch, thanks to what Sabrina had told her, but Mak was of the same mindset that she didn’t want to talk about that shit right now. She just wanted to listen to her best friend gush all over himself about what sounded like the cutest, most perfect boy in the universe. “And he asked you out like, the next day?” Mak asked unnecessarily. “He must be super into you too. Which, I mean, of course, but still. A closet case wanting to take you to ice cream is a big deal. Did you kiss or anything?”
"Kind of?" Hunter said with a painfully big smile of his own. "I mean, it was only just like a peck on the lips but still... He kissed me when he drove me home." It had been amazing and terrifying but he didn't really want to talk about how crazy insecure he'd felt about everything when he could focus on the fairytale aspects instead. "We're going to have like... a thing on Thursday. A date, I guess, I think..." He had no idea if they were doing more than going costume shopping but he hoped so, even if it just meant eating takeaway in the car instead of going home for dinner. "I'm already kinda freaking out about school tomorrow, like everyone will see the way I look at him and just know."
She gave a supportive-happy little squee of her own when Hunter said they were going out again Thursday. The rest of what he said was a valid concern though, and her smile faded a bit. “Yeah, there is that,” she murmured, nibbling on the corner of her bottom lip. If Sebastian was firmly in the closet and planned to stay there, then they would have to be careful. Respecting someone’s out status was pretty sacred in their circles. “That’s gonna be hard. Do you guys have any classes together? Maybe you can just ... try to avoid him?”
"I think maybe avoiding him would be weird," Hunter said as he considered it. "But you know, a quick casual hi and try not to drool on him would do..." It was going to be hard not to stare at him but nobody really cared if he had a crush on Sebastian. He was openly gay after all, people might just think it was pathetic and while that was better than the alternative Hunter really didn't like it. "Worry about it later!" he decided enthusiastically. "Did you check my snap at all? The picture we took should still be there."
“If you can just do quick-casual,” Mak said. “Or if he can. I guess that’s the more important part. But no, not yet, lemme see.” ‘Worry about it later’ was so Hunter, and she had to grin over that bit. If Sebastian wanted to stay in the closet, he was probably worrying about Now, but that was up to him to decide, she guessed. At least he would have support no matter what. Mak pulled her phone away from her face and put Hunter on speaker so she could check her Snapchat. And there the two of them were, looking very cozy. Mak laughed. “Ohmygod, how gay is this,” she teased. “Awwww, you’re so cute together! Obviously meant to be.”
Hunter perked up again at that because omgyes they were cute together. "I'm so nervous though, like, date on Thursday and then... I don't know." Had he been thinking about sex with Sebastian? Way more than he probably should be. Was he totally ready for that? Way less than he probably should be. Mak was one of the few people who actually knew he hadn't had sex and that it was a big deal to him and only because she was his absolutely best friend and you couldn't just play coy with your BFF.
Mak waited for him to say more, but he didn’t, so she let out a little laugh, arching her eyebrows at her far wall. “And then you don’t know ... in general? Or like, that Thursday night?” There had been something a little suggestive in his tone, and she wanted to clarify before she started blathering on about something he wasn’t even thinking about.
It was so stupid feeling so nervous and happy at the same time, like those two feelings just didn't mix well and kept clashing against each other causing little tremors inside Hunter's chest. "You and Sabrina haven't... you know. Have you? Aren't you nervous about it?" In Hunter's mind it was probably easier for girls. They were so snuggly with each other all the time and they didn't really have to think about who put what where or if they wanted to put things anywhere in general. Maybe he was wrong about that. It wasn't like he'd extensively researched lesbian sex and it was probably just as nerve wracking but it was hard to imagine.
Mak blushed fiercely, her hot cheeks bunching up into a stupidly huge grin. Of course he would call tonight asking questions like that. “Well,” she said slowly, then dissolved into giggles for a moment. “I mean ... we’ve done some stuff. Like, today. Only some, but still ... stuff.” Mak cleared her throat and tried to sound less like the giddy idiot she was inside. “But I mean, yeah, I was kinda nervous at first? But then we got into it and it was all just ... natural. Kinda perfect.” God, she felt all fluttery and floaty all over again. Mak tried again to focus. “Are you like, thinking of sleeping with him? All the way I mean? ‘Cause you don’t have to rush into anything, you know ...”
"Oh my God you whore," Hunter said with a little gasp and then laughed. "Tell me everything! Or okay no not everything, but oh my God you got all naked and ... Did you come?" It was the one weird thing about having a lesbian best friend, he just wasn't that into the girl stuff, but he didn't really care if it was girl stuff or not, his best buddy had sex - or sort of? God she was being vague. It was also nicer to focus on her for now than it was to get into his hangups about being a teenage boy and how he felt like he was supposed to act around sex. Of course he wanted to have sex, but at the same time he wanted to wait and that always seemed more like something girls did.
She squealed a little laugh at the ‘tell me everything!’ because ohmygod she couldn’t do that. Mak normally told Hunter pretty much all things, but she knew he had no interest at all in anything that had to do with vaginas. “Uhhh yeah,” Mak answered with another laugh to indicate that she’d come a lot. Because holy shit, that had been incredible. At least for Mak’s level of inexperience, nobody else had ever made her climax before. “We didn’t actually get all naked though, because my mom was home and had no idea Sabrina was here, but we got ... naked enough? So ... I dunno, virginity is so stupid anyway, but I’m counting it.”
Hunter had learned a long time ago that virginity was a social construct and some people didn't count anything that wasn't penis in vagina sex. He'd learned all that from Mak, of course, because while his sister was outspoken and a feminist they didn't really talk about sex. It still felt like a thing though, virginity, and it felt like a thing that was plaguing him, even if he was only seventeen. There were guys out there who'd started having sex at thirteen! Which was just kind of gross but also intimidating. He laughed at her reaction and groaned. "Girls get to come so much at once, it's so unfair," he sighed though he'd definitely seen a video where a guy came over and over and over from prostate stimulation. It had been really hot but Hunter was willing to bet it had also been exhausting.
Mak hadn’t been completely immune to the social pressure around virginity, and if someone had pressed her, she would’ve called herself one until this afternoon. But she knew that some people would say they hadn’t had sex, because this or that certain specific thing hadn’t happened. Which was ridiculous. They’d both touched each other, they’d both made each other come, that was sex. “Yeah, but it can be like, way trickier,” Mak pointed out. “I think pussies are way more picky than dicks are. From what I hear, anyway.” She couldn’t help but sound a little smug about that now, because she felt like she’d done a good job of getting Sabrina off.
"Yeah, dicks are easy," Hunter snort-laughed but it was easy to say when he'd only ever dealt with his own. Of course he knew what he liked, but it had been easy to figure out. For a while he pretty much liked anything to do with his dick to an embarrassing degree. The rub of clothes could set him off at any given moment, but thankfully that was not a thing anymore. "Do you guys like... wanna put stuff in there all the time?" he asked with a giggle as he thought back on those lot more embarrassing times when he was younger and wanted to put his dick in everything. Maybe it was just a guy thing.
Dicks were weird foreign creatures to Mak. She’d heard enough about them from her guy friends, Hunter specifically, and he’d put up with the same sort of stupid questions from her, just out of weird curiosity. They sounded like bothersome things, but her equipment could be bothersome too, so whatever. She tittered madly at his question and rolled her eyes. “Not all the time,” she said. “And like ... I dunno, the good feelings are more in the clit, at least for me, so it’s more like, do I wanna rub on something all the time. And still no, not always. But a lot.” Mak already knew boys wanted to stick their dicks in everything, so she didn’t need to ask. “But you’re totally avoiding the question! What do you wanna do with Sebastian?”
"I am avoiding the question," Hunter agreed, his face going hot again. There were a lot of things he could imagine doing with Sebastian but imagining them and doing them were two very different things. "I just think that if I do anything beyond kissing him right now I'll either explode or just start laughing or both." He covered his face, glad they weren't actually doing a video chat right now. "It's crazy how he just makes me feel like both super awesome and like a total loser both at once."
Mak laughed again, but it was much more gentle this time. She knew that Hunter put up a good front of being flirty and confident, but he’d never actually done much of anything. Considering how her afternoon had gone, she felt much more confident on his behalf now. “That’s ‘cause you really like him, idiot,” she said fondly. “That’s how it works. And who says you have to do anything beyond kissing? Since he’s like, been in the closet so long, maybe he hasn’t done anything more than that either, and he’s just as nervous as you are.”
Hunter knew that for a fact, Sebastian was not good at hiding how nervous he was and he turned red so easily and it was the cutest thing Hunter had ever seen. But that didn't mean he wouldn't want to do stuff and that didn't make Hunter less nervous about his part in all of it. Sebastian was really nice and Hunter had no doubt he'd be cool with just about anything but Hunter could still feel shitty about doing a bad job, being crap at it or blue-balling him. "I know," he said tentatively. "He's been with girls but not guys so... But you know."
Did she know? Sometimes it seemed like boys and girls were weird about sex for entirely different reasons. Mak tried to think like a guy. Or what she imagined a guy would think like. “Are you like ... having performance anxiety or something?” she asked, gently since she was just trying to probe at what might be bugging him about it. “It totally wasn’t as scary as I thought it would be, if that helps. And like, Sabrina’s been with guys before. Not in a closet-y way though, in a bisexual way.”
Hunter laughed incredulously because 'performance anxiety' was totally something he pictured applying only to guys with erectile dysfunction problems or similar but then he really thought about it and he supposed she was right. "Okay yeah, I guess," he groaned and the embarrassment was getting to be too much even if this was just Mak he was talking to. "Like what if I'm a really shitty kisser? Or I just have like a nervous breakdown and start laughing my ass off and hurt his feelings? I don't know. Is that performance anxiety?"
Mak had to bite her tongue not to ‘aww’ at him, because he was being pretty adorable and awkward and shy, and that so wasn’t Hunter but it was at the same time, and she just loved him enough to burst in that moment. She would’ve snuggled the hell out of him if they’d been in the same room. “I think so, yeah,” she answered, rolling onto her back to look up at the ceiling. “Okay first of all, you are a gorgeous majestic male unicorn and any dude would be lucky to have you in any capacity, Sebastian McCarthy included. There’s no way in hell you’re a shitty kisser. Just kiss however feels right at the time and don’t slobber and you’ll be fine. It’s way more scary in your head than it is in real life, and Sebastian is so sweet, I don’t think anything will go wrong. Maybe tell him you’re nervous before anything gets started? Vulnerability is attractive and if you do it the right way, he’ll be charmed by your candor and cuteness and fall head over heels in love with you and then it’ll all be perfect.” Okay so maybe that was an exaggeration, but Mak was trying to lift him up.
Vulnerability was attractive, she was right about that, Hunter just tended to think it was attractive in other people and not him. Maybe everyone felt that way though. He had to laugh at her unicorn analogy, Mak always knew how to make him feel better, whether it was with silly stuff or something else. This was like the perfect blend of silliness and compliments and he'd take it. "You sound all knowledgeable now," he said, still tittering. "You've crossed that bridge and absorbed the wisdom of sex, huh?" He bit his lip as he grinned to himself, feeling better though he still felt like his body would betray him somehow. He'd never really felt like that, not with sports or anything else but sex so he was probably just fretting needlessly.
She giggled a bit herself and rolled her eyes. “I have made out with people before today, duh,” Mak reminded him. “But I just have total faith in you that you’ll be great. And even if you’re not, then I’m sure Sebastian will be more than happy to practice with you.” It felt unspeakably good to talk like this, about something normal and safe that made both of them feel good. Mak felt like it had been forever since she’d heard Hunter laugh like that, even though she was sure that was a mental exaggeration. “Anybody who doesn’t see how amazing you are is stupid and doesn’t deserve you. If I was a dude I’d totally have the hots for you.” Saying so made her think back to singing karaoke for some reason, but it was a dim association.
"If you were a dude I would totally not be a virgin anymore," Hunter teased but in a way it was true. He'd always had his little confused crush on Mak, something he had dubbed 'girlcrush' at some point, copying the straight girls who got random butterflies from looking at certain girls. He had never wanted to fuck her but she made him happy and she was beautiful and he loved her to the ends of the world and back. It was like more than friendship but not romantic and he didn't really have words for that. If she was a guy? Maybe he'd feel the same way, or maybe he'd have sucked her dick by now. "You know I love you, bitch," he added warmly, laughing again.
Mak laughed too, because it was funny, and wasn’t life full of kicks in the pants like that? She couldn’t imagine either of them ever being straight, but if one of their genders was swapped, Mak could totally see them being a thing. Maybe it was better this way though, they could be best friends without having any relationship drama fuck it up. Instead they got demon drama, wasn’t that fun? “I love you too, hobag,” she replied, her own tone full of affection. “And I’m calling dibs right now on being best man at you and Sebastian’s super-gay wedding. I’m gonna look so rad in a tux.”
"You'll be wearing a tux in your super-gay wedding too," Hunter said with a little giggle. "Whichever comes first. But yeah, of course you're gonna be my best man, duh." It was fun to goof around like that like nothing was wrong and they could just be dorky teenagers with hearts in their eyes and bellies full of butterflies. Underneath it all Hunter knew it wouldn't last but it all felt far away right now and that's what mattered. "Or are you gonna go all crazy girlie for your own wedding? I'm trying to picture you in like a white dress and veil and everything and it's weird. I mean, gorgeous! But weird."
She wrinkled her nose and made gagging sounds until she burst into giggles again. “Uh, gross,” she declared, only able to make her voice flat for a second. “No way, I look way too hot in a suit to not wear one on my wedding day. I don’t wanna look gorgeous-weird, I just wanna look fly as hell and turn all the honeys’ heads and then be like ‘bitch you’re too late, this is my wife,’ and it’ll be great.” Mak grinned. She’d missed ridiculous conversations like this with her bestie, just lounging in bed, whether he was physically there or on the phone. Mak had the sudden overwhelming urge to hug Hunter, and she pulled a pillow over to try and placate it. “And then all four of us gotta get a big awesome house and all live together.”
"Yeah you'd look way hotter in a tux," Hunter laughed but he was a little biased since girl-stuff didn't really turn him on in any way. Sure it was pretty to look at but Mak in a tux would look hot and not just cute. "And yes! A house with a pool and a big comfy TV room where we can just cuddle-pile on a giant couch and watch movies together." They'd had talks like this before but it wasn't about the words but the way they made them feel and the images it put in their minds. Like reliving a memory of something that hadn't happened. "And definitely hire people to do all the boring stuff around the house so we can just play and cuddle all day."
It wasn’t a new fantasy, complete with faceless-but-super-hot spouses, and that was probably what made it perfect. It was like slipping into a comfortable pair of well-worn jeans. Though tonight it was especially hard not to imagine Sabrina as her wife, even though that was ridiculous. Mak was allowed to be a bit giddy-ridiculous tonight though, she’d decided. It felt so much better than depressed and scared. “Oh for sure,” she agreed. “And our spouses will totally be friends too and we’ll have a couple of family dogs.” She almost said they would all have babies for each other too and be a big family commune, but Mak wasn’t even sure she wanted kids, so she left that part off.
"Hey if it's our current crushes then they've already met at least," Hunter pointed out. "Sebastian knows about, you know, stuff. He suggested some things to help." He didn't want to clarify what stuff he was talking about, Mak would know. It just didn't feel right to talk about that in the middle of their safe space. "So they'll be really good friends too and we'll just be the happiest cuddle pile ever to exist." Yes he changed the subject quickly back to the happy place, there was no way he wanted to talk about spooky things tonight.
Mak already knew Sebastian’s suggestions, and she’d gotten the little bag from Sabrina, so they didn’t really need to talk about it. That was fine with Mak, she was more than good with staying in this happy and warm little bubble. She snickered a bit, trying to picture Sabrina and Sebastian as good friends. Sure, they were interacting now, but she didn’t really know how well they got along. For the fantasy’s sake though, she could pretend it would be that easy. “Sounds perfect to me,” she murmured contently, squeezing her pillow a bit more. “I’ll just ... code from home or something and make us all rich and you guys can bring me drinks and shit.”
Hunter almost said that Sebastian would be a powerful witch by then but then that was a secret and he couldn't go blurting all of Sebastian's secrets to her. "Oh my God, are you gonna be our sugar mommy?" he asked and burst into giggles again, flopping around on the bed so he was lying on his stomach. "I mean I figured I could get a sugar daddy one day but I'd never thought about a sugar mommy. That's kinda awesome."
Mak laughed along with him, wrinkling her nose up at how that sounded, but at least it was funny. “Yeah sure, why not,” she said, grinning. “I’m gonna be super rich anyway, designing my own games and stuff, so ... I’ll take care of all you guys.” It was their little fantasy world, and she didn’t mind doing what she loved for the people she loved, so it sounded pretty sweet. “You just gotta pay proper homage to the queen, that’s all.” Mak tittered, un-hugging her pillow to free up both hands. She put Hunter on speaker to take the phone away from her face, opened her camera, and started finding the right angle for a queenly selfie.
"Don't I pay homage to my queen all the time already?" Hunter asked as if legitimately taken back by the implication. "I think I do! I have an altar dedicated to your likeness, light candles every night, send out pretty messages to the internet gods and everything. You're already super loved." That last part was obviously the only true part though he did send her happy little snapchat messages on the regular.
Mak laughed, which delayed her selfie-taking, but that was okay. Hunter did always make her feel loved, and she adored him back for it. “Aw, I love you too!” He was a better friend than she ever could have asked for, and she was so glad he lived in town full time now, even if things were going ... badly, at the moment. They would figure it out and fix it, they had to. Mak snapped a pic of her best haughty queen face, then added a couple of stickers onto it and texted it to him. “Add that to your altar,” she said with a grin.
"Oh my God that's exactly the center piece I needed," Hunter said with a gasp when he opened the picture, then laughed again. "It's going on my insta for sure." He flopped around again and sighed. "I should be doing homework," he lamented. "What are you up to? Just basking in the afterglow of like a million orgasms?" It was going to be hard to focus on homework at all when he kept thinking about Sebastian. Maybe if he was doing an essay on attraction, researching Sebastian, but history was kind of a different and horribly dry matter.
Everybody needed friends who fawned over their selfies, and Mak felt even more glowy for a moment. Then Hunter reminded her of the real world and she sighed as well. “Well I was, but ... yeah,” she said, drawing the word out with obvious regret. “Should probably like, do some stuff to help future me graduate and all.” Mak rolled her eyes like the future was such an inconvenience, then snickered a bit. She really didn’t want to get off the phone with him, but she guessed they had to sometime. “Go be good and do your homework, so you can go to sleep and dream about Sebastian.”
"Future you thanks you," Hunter sighed and it helped a little to think of it that way, like he was already ready to graduate, looking back and thanking his past self for not getting too caught up in everything and letting him down. "I'll see you tomorrow and give you proper worships in person, my queen," he murmured and the thought of going to school and seeing Sebastian made something clench up inside him with a slew of different emotions.
“Damn right you will,” Mak chuckled, rolling on her bed and then sitting up. She slid off the edge of the mattress and stood up with a little groan. She needed to be upright and at her desk to focus, instead of happily drowning herself in all the Sabrina-scent still clinging to her bed. She could do that again once she’d finished up her biology report. And maybe masturbate again. Damn, having a girlfriend was amazing. “All right, bitch, I love you,” she said with warmth. “Sleep tight, okay?”
"I love you too, bitch," Hunter said with a smile. "Self care, drink water, stay awesome." he made little kissy noises before they hung up, then forced himself to sit up and grab his schoolbag from the floor next to the bed. How he was going to focus on anything in that damn book he didn't know, but he had to try. For future Hunter who actually wanted to go to college with his best friend.