"I… can't do it… tomorrow and the next day and the next day, we can't be together at school… I can't deal with that. During school, today was one of the worst days I've ever had… I can't do that all year. I thought I could do it until we figure something out, but what if we can't figure anything out… what if your parents hate me… what if your friends find out. I just can't deal with that…" Milo poured out everything that had been running through his mind. He stopped and hugged Hunter, burying his head in his chest taking in his smell, calming him a little.
“Hey… hey… it’s alright,” Hunter murmured, sitting up a little so he could hold Milo better. He hugged Milo and tucked his head under Hunter’s chin. “We’ll figure it out. I promise.” Hunter gently swayed back and forth, his chest lighting up the car. “I promise,” He repeated softly, kissing Milo’s head.
"… Thanks…" Milo whispered into Hunter's neck. Closing his eyes, he tried to match his quickened breath to Hunter's. "But what are we going to do tomorrow?" He said even quieter. He was calming down, feeling safe and comfortable in Hunter's embrace.
“Do you think you could last one more day?” Hunter asked softly, very aware of Milo’s breath on his neck. Tomorrow was Friday, if they could stretch it out one more day until the weekend, and just see how it went with his family… Hunter didn’t want Hannah to find out through instagram or something like that. But if Milo didn’t want to stay hidden, Hunter was prepared to do anything for his soulmate.
"I don't know… But we have advisory tomorrow, right? I've always dreaded it because we are in the same one, but now… I think I'll be oka-" Milo yawned, interrupting himself. He realized how tired he was, it had been a long day once again.
(I swear I’m not an idiot but what’s advisory?)
(Huh, my school didn’t have that)
Hunter couldn’t stop his smile at Milo’s yawn. “You’re really cute when you’re sleepy,” He told him softly, lifting his hand to cup Milo’s soft face and rub his thumb in small circles over Milo’s cheek. “We’ll figure it out. I can even meet you in the bathroom in the middle of each class, if you wanted…?”
"Mmmm… that would be nice." Milo hummed with a smile. He yawned again, having trouble keeping his eyes open. "I'm really tired but I don't want to leave you…" He held onto Hunter a little tighter.
Hunter smiled sadly, “I don’t want you to leave either, but my parents will be angry if I stay out any longer, love…” Hunter murmured, playing with Milo’s hair a little. “I should drive you home again…” He smiled at the fond memories of the night prior, minus the part at his parents yelling at him.
Milo smiled at the word "love" referring to him. "Yeah… I would want to be the cause of your parents being angry with you…" He slowly sat up all the way, looking at Hunter, a smile still on his face. Again, he was a bit chilly after leaving the warmth of Hunter's arms.
Hunter reluctantly started the car, but he pulled Milo right up to his side. “You should use the middle seat…” He murmured, a smile creeping onto his lips. It just so happened that the middle seat, though a little bit small, happened to be very close to the driver’s side.
Milo's smile grew as Hunter pulled him closer. "I think I will." He buckled himself in, snuggling very close to Hunter. He leaned his head on Hunter's shoulder taking a deep satisfied breath. "Do you remember the way to my house?"
“Yeah, I think so,” Hunter said with a small smile and put the car into drive and start down the road. Milo’s presence made him happy… Just to be in the same room with him felt right. A thought popped in Hunter’s head, and he quickly voiced it, “You want me to drive you to school tomorrow?”
Still leaning on Hunter, Milo looked out the window as they started moving. His already-big smile grew if it was even possible."That would be amazing!" Anything to spend more time with Hunter.
(So every single time I listen to this song I am reminded of this rp. If you haven't heard it I highly recommend it. Btw it's Slow Dance by AJ Mitchell)
Hunter smiled a bit more as he drove, turning on the radio. It was just so peaceful, it felt like Milo’s apartment came up too soon. “I should give you my phone number,” Hunter said as he put the car in park. “We can text when we can’t be together, so it won’t be too bad.”
(Ooo, I should go get my earbuds, I haven’t heard it before)
(You definitely should!! I am recently obsessed with AJ Mitchell and Slow Dance as well as a couple of other songs have literally been on repeat.)
Milo had closed his eyes, enjoying everything in that moment. "That's a great idea… here's my phone." He pulled it out of his pocket giving it to Hunter so he could put in his information. He snuggled into Hunter more for the last time before he had to go.
Hunter tapped in his phone number, smiling as he made himself a contact in Milo’s phone. “Done. Don’t forget to text me later,” Hunter smiled at Milo. He handed the phone back, then kissed Milo’s forehead before sliding out of the car so Milo could get out too.
"Oh don't worry, I could never forget." Milo slid out of the car, jumping onto the ground. He gave Hunter a hug and a peck on the lips. "Love you~!" After a little longer, Milo let go of Hunter taking a step back so he wouldn't go cling back to him. Slowly walking backward, he waved and smiled.
“I love you too!” Hunter called, grinning, but he forced himself to get back in his car and start driving home. His parents were already probably mad to begin with. But he didn’t pull out on to the road just yet, pausing to make sure Milo got in his apartment complex okay.
Milo took out his house key and unlocked the door, looking back one last time at Hunter before going inside. Just a second later, his sister came into the room with a sneaky smile. "So… who's that, huh?" He looked her in the eyes with a blank stare.
"Oh, just my soulmate."
She snorted. "Good one, dork!" She left and Milo quickly left to his room.
Hunter drove home, humming a little bit until he pulled into his driveway. The lights were on like last time, and he sighed. Hunter took a deep breath before turning the car off and making himself go inside. “Hunter!” Wendy greeted him at the door, capturing him in a large hug before he had a chance to step away, “We were so worried. Hunter, please, talk to us, why have you been staying out late and leaving the house? Is it something we did? Did you have another panic attack-“
“Stop, I’m fine,” Hunter managed to squirm out of her grasp, his knee jerk response looking to go to his room for escape. But there was Carl, standing in front of him giving him a look.
“Hunter, like it or not, we were worried about you. You can’t keep staying out so late without giving us a reason,” Carl said sternly, crossing his arms over his chest.
Hunter glanced between his two foster parents. For Milo, Hunter reminded himself, before finally admitting, “I found my soulmate. I’ve been hanging out with him after school and driving him home.”
His foster parents just stared at him, before Wendy finally spoke softly, “Your… soulmate? Your actual soulmate?” Hunter stared at the floor, nodding ever so slightly.
The tension hung in the air like a thick fog, but a familiar female’s voice cut in, “He’s telling the truth, I can prove it.” There was Hannah, a half a year younger than Hunter, peeking her head in from the hall. “One of my friends said she saw him with a glowing chest at the fair.”
“Hunter! You should have told us!” Wendy threw her arms around Hunter again, with a grand smile on her face. “I can’t believe it! You met your soulmate, in high school even!” Hunter even saw a hint of a smile on Carl’s face from the corner of his eye. His foster parents had let him off the hook for the past two nights, and Hunter had asked them if it was okay to have him over for dinner. Wendy was elated. Hannah kept giving him a sly smile.
Hunter hadn’t expecting it, to say the least. And he ended up going to bed happy that night.
(Sorry it’s so long oof)
(Oh, it's okay! It's great!)
Shutting the door to his bedroom, Milo pulled out his phone to text Hunter.
Heyyy~ <3
He lied down on his bed, smiling like an idiot, recalling everything from the day and the night before.
(Have you had the chance to listen to Slow Dance?)