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Noel and Mischa arrived at penny’s house twenty minutes late, carrying a jug of lemonade. Noel was rushing ahead, while Mischa stayed behind, still trying to process what had just happened, his hair still a bit messy from Noel’s hand running through it.
“I’m so sorry we’re late!” Noel yelled across her backyard, running up to her with the litre of jus. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. “That’s alright!,” She assured him with a smile, “ocean and Ricky cancelled to go to some science exhibit at the museum, so it’s just us and Constance!” She glanced at Mischa. “You’re looking extra smiley, misch. Any particular reason?” She asked once he’d cought up.
He turned red. “Uh—“ luckily, Constance jumped in the pool before he could answer, making a loud splash, and giving him an opportunity to help Noel set up the table.
“So…” he tried to play it cool.
“Mischa, you absolute ass, were twenty minutes late! I told penny we would be early!” He hissed.
“Excuse me for being in love with you?” Mischa joked. Noel turned to face him. “Yes, we’ve established that, me too, but was that the best time to tell me you had feelings for me?”
Once Mischa had picked Noel up from his house earlier that day, he knew he needed to tell him. He couldn’t hold it in.
Luckily, the feelings were reciprocated, and they’d spent 10 minutes talking about whether or not they were boyfriends, plus another 20 minutes making out and excitedly changing their Facebook status and social media bios.
Mischa considered the confession to have been fairly successful.
“Yes.” He said. “Very good time.” Mischa took hold of his now boyfriend’s hand. “Will you swim?”
“Probably not.” Noel responded, looking into mischas eyes. The sun made them shine a nice golden green, different from their usual hazel. “I think I’ll just sunbathe or something.” Mischa nodded, content with an opportunity to see Noel shirtless. “Ok. But I will swim.” He smiled and brought Noel’s hand up to his face, placing a kiss on his knuckles.
Mischa walked away, claiming a corner next to penny’s pool as his own. He took his shirt off and removed his cap, leaving them in his corner. He hopped in yelling “CANONBALL, BITCHES,” before splashing into the pool. Everyone laughed. He loved the feeling he got when he made people laugh. Especially his friends.
Mischa immediately ran out, ready to annoy the fuck out of Noel, who was sat down on his towel, getting ready to lay in the sun.
He ran up behind him, wrapping his arms around the guy. “Mischa!” He shrieked. “I’m soaked!” Mischa slowly let go of Noel, who turned to face him. “Oh no, you need to take off shirt.” He shrugged.
Noel removed his shirt and threw it at his boyfriend. “ go put this with your stuff, and here are our towels. Put them there too.” He handed Mischa two identical blue towels with a small yellow star pattern.
Mischa simply nodded, still staring at Noel’s bare chest. “Snap out of it misch. I don’t care if you’re in love with me, but Jesus don’t look so kissable all the time.”
Mischa nodded again, making his way to the corner he’d chosen. He slid back into the water, using the stairs this time.
He floated on his back for a bit, mostly thinking about Noel. His boyfriend. God, he still couldn’t believe it was true.
After who knows how long of zoning off, he realized two things. One, it was a miracle he didn’t drown. Two, he’d just bumped into penny, who he supposed had gotten into the water while he day dreamed.
“Are you gonna tell me why you’re so smiley?” She interrogated him. “Might it have something to do with a certain dark haired boy you’ve been crushing on?” Mischa grinned. “We are now boyfriends!” Penny gasped. “Oh my god, it’s about time! Who confessed?” He told her, and the two stayed in the pool for a bit, chatting and giggling like 13 year old girls at a sleepover.
Noel saw all of this unfold from the corner of his eye, and couldn’t help but smiling as he spoke to Constance, who was now sunbathing next to him, All about his new relationship.
The two boys gushed about each other all day, occasionally making eye contact and giggling. Sometimes they would go over to see each other, simply wanting a kiss.
The girls, who had been waiting for them to finally get together, listened eagerly, remembering how excited they were when they had gotten together.