Eric was leaning gracelessly against St. Sebastian's, fag in hand, waiting for Eden. He wasn't too surprised to see Sean saunter up to him as he always did. He did discern something different in his demeanor and then tried not to ponder why he was so well-versed in Sean's every mannerism and mood. Eric noticed today that each step Sean took seemed laced with trepidation and that he steadily refused to meet his eyes. He didn't know what to say so he only offered a hesitant hello.
"Hey, man." Sean responded quietly, shifting uneasily. It was obvious he had something on his mind.
"You alright? You and Rachel break up again?" Eric asked, somewhat concerned. Sean was never this quiet and he'd never seen him look nervous before.
Sean laughed humorlessly, "And why would I be upset about that? Please." Eric was growing tired of Sean's arrogant evasiveness, "Well how the fuck should I know? You fucking cried the last time."
"I did not cry. Fuck off. Why do I even bother with this shit?" Sean turned and marched away prissily without another word or a single backward glance. Eric flounced off after him,
"Come on, you don't have to be such a fucking girl about it. About everything. You did cry. You cry all the goddamn time." Sean finally turned around with embarrassed tears in his beautiful eyes. Eric was shamed into silence by his friend's reaction. Of course he had meant what he said, and it was quite obviously true, but actually seeing Sean cry because of something he had said made him feel incredibly and inexplicably guilty. He started to stammer out an "I'm sorry" when Sean put up his hands in protest, effectively cutting off Eric's insincere apology.
"Just forget it okay?"