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Freckles
Danny's POV
The first time I noticed them was when we were 9.
We had been at the alibi with Kev and V cause they were supposed to be watching us, but they had disappeared about an hour ago (Most likely having hot sex like usual).
We were behind the bar sneaking a drink of beer from outta the keg, filling up little cups that we found, then we went and found a table.
Carl was drinking out of the straw I had snatched from Tommy and just mindin' his own business, when I said, "Your face".
He looked up at me, raising an eyebrow, saying, "What about it". I motioned to the bridge of his nose and his cheeks and I said, "You got fuckin' freckles man, never noticed em' before".
"We've known each other since we were four and you never once noticed that I had freckles?". He asked incredulously, not really believing me.
I shook my head, eyebrows raised.
He blinked, rubbing his cheek self-consciously.
"Hey, it ain't no big deal, I like them". I said, grinning widely at him.
He smiled back slightly.
That was the first time I noticed them.
The second time I mentioned them was when we were 13.
We were high on weed, passing around the cigarette, and I looked over at him.
"Your gorgeous". I murmured suddenly, reaching my hand up slowly to rub my hand over his velvet soft cheek.
He looked at me, eyes wide, cheeks red, and opened his mouth slightly but no words or sounds came out.
"U-um". He said.
"I love your freckles". I said.
His cheeks went bright red again like they always do when somebody compliments him, but he usually gets defensive. Not this time though.
He just mumbles something incoherent and snatched the cigarette from my hand.
I smiled at him.
