[When Eddie pulls back, some of the dirt on Jake's clothes goes with him. That should be Jake's first sign something's in the air--the usually fastidious Eddie wouldn't normally overlook that to focus on a minute detail like this height, something Jake hadn't noticed about himself until Eddie draws attention to it.]
(Am I? I guess you do look shorter. My dad always did say I'd grow like a weed.)
[Most boys might complain they're being outgrown, but Eddie's not like most boys.]
(I'd share it if I could.)
[He looks down at the tickling brush of fingers entwining with his own. Eddie does things like that, he's found in the time since meeting him.
The physical affection's always been comfortable and low pressure like much of their friendship, but he's extra glad to have that point of contact tonight. The warmth makes up for the chill of hauling around cold sand all day. He squeezes Eddie's hand lightly.]
(Are you sure you're okay? I just got this feeling like I needed to see you.)
[And when Jake gets one of those feelings, it's usually not a good thing.]
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( Am I? I guess you do look shorter. My dad always did say I'd grow like a weed. )
[Most boys might complain they're being outgrown, but Eddie's not like most boys.]
( I'd share it if I could. )
[He looks down at the tickling brush of fingers entwining with his own. Eddie does things like that, he's found in the time since meeting him.
The physical affection's always been comfortable and low pressure like much of their friendship, but he's extra glad to have that point of contact tonight. The warmth makes up for the chill of hauling around cold sand all day. He squeezes Eddie's hand lightly.]
( Are you sure you're okay? I just got this feeling like I needed to see you. )
[And when Jake gets one of those feelings, it's usually not a good thing.]