#sebastian “junior” enrique de la fuente iii ╱ 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 ╱ murphy

[whileurmine]

@virtueofsanityx liked this for a tiny lil starter. ( based on.)

"oh, leave me alone." junior rolled his eyes, flipping him off. "it's only a crush. it's harmless. it'll go away. i'll forget i even felt anything for you in a week."

[whileurmine]

"first of all," junior pointed the glass in murphy's direction. "not spiraling. there's no spiral. i'm great. second of all," he took a long and slow sip of his drink. sighing relived as the alcohol burned its way down his throat, allowing a soft and calming buzz to settle warmly on top of his chest. "it's bali, what would you even need? swim trunks? i got a few, grab them, they are yours. we can just buy everything else we need when we get there come on." junior needed to be away, very far away, somewhere where no call could reach him, no email would seem important enough to read. away from the entirety of his fucking family, most importantly. "don't make me go alone. i'll be the only asshole there speaking english, i'll get lonely."

"bassy, if you want to spiral, far be it from me to stop you, but asking a man to be ready to hop on a plane to bali in three hours isn't much time to prepare." murphy's head has fallen backwards, soaking in the sun as best he could while also trying (trying) too keep a keen listening ear open, as well as one eye, squinted in his direction. "one doesn't simply have a bag packed and ready to go at all times for hot last minute vacations with their sexiest friend."

[whileurmine]

junior chuckled first. then, after half a second, he frowned, tilting his head slightly to look at murphy. the ghost of a smile still holding onto his features. see that— of all the reactions he might expect out of murphy, that, that was nowhere near top ten. when the realization came to him that he might be looking at murphy for a second too long, the certainty that it was going nowhere rushed in right after. a one two punch from which recovery took a while. eventually though, junior had settled in the acknowledgement that he'd just to have to wait until his feelings phased out. he was ready for it, really. for all of this to become a joke between the two of them. the sort that got old fast, the type that he almost regretted, the kind that did a full turn back to hilarious after a few more months. he wasn't ready for— "i can't tell when you're fucking with me anymore."

something settled low in his chest. uncomfortable and cold and requesting immediate attention. junior ran a hand through his hair. "look, it's—" he caught himself about to let out an excuse as to why murphy really didn't have to worry about the whole feelings ordeal, but his heartbeat jumped slightly. none of the readymade sentences he'd rehearsed applied anymore. "is this a joke where i react way too over the top and then you laugh at me being dumb? or one where you go 'oh sokon is also feeling things' and then end with sokon these nuts or some dumb shit like that?"

junior tried reframing the world into one where murphy felt the same way as him, his mind came up blank.

"and, uh..." murphy's certainly surprised by this turn of events, of course he is. junior has been his best friend (and a really good lay) for a while, the thought had never really crossed his mind that there could be anything else there. perhaps because murphy knows that he's not good at commitment like that. makes things harder, makes things different, ruins everything. if his parents had taught him anything, it was that love fizzled out and died faster than attraction. they've been divorced for years and still fuck regularly, after all.

but now?

now junior has it in his head. now it's rattling around, making a loud noise and demanding attention. and now, now murphy's realizing that the way his stomach clenching isn't out of discomfort. it's a dangerous, excited glee at the idea that junior has feelings for him. real ones. not just two bored rich boys wanna fuck ones. because murphy? murphy might feel it, too.

"what if i don't want you to forget about it? am i just s.o.l? what if you aren't the only one feeling something?"