Of What's Left
No more dark things for now!
02 - Holiday
Fireworks
Pewdie blinked, looking down at the ticket in his hands. "Wait... I wasn't supposed to...?"
"Buy the ticket?" Cry chimed in for him, words slurred around a mouthful of watermelon. "No. But you can go to the zoo maybe after we go see the fireworks." He smiled then, purposefully showing off the bits of chewed up fruit.
Pewdie grimaced, smacking the shorter man lightly on the arm. "Stop that, it's gross." He frowned a bit, and it deepened even more as he glanced over the zoo pass in his hands. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, he'd never visited America on the fourth of July after all. It was some tradition or whatever. The founding of the country or something like that. "Well it was supposed to be for tonight..."
"Then get a refund on it, sheesh. It's not like they're gonna hoard all of your money, man. This isn't Sweden or like... Italy, or whatever." Cry bit into another slice of melon. "Besides, friend. I'd say losing that sixty bucks was totally worth it for what's gonna happen tonight!" He smiled brightly, not finishing the fruit as he sat up and grabbed Pewdie's wrist with sticky fingers. "Now come on, let's go get ready!"
The blonde clumsily followed Cry down the hallway, careful not to trip as he was pulled into the brunette's room to fish out what they would wear to the park.
OOOO
When they finally arrived, the public park was full as filled with eager faces. Pewdie had let Cry lead to him a set of bleachers and sighed happily when he noticed that it was mostly empty in this area.
"Is this where they start, bro?" The blonde ask, sitting beside his companion close enough to let their legs brush. "Do they light the fireworks on the ground?" He tore his gaze from the rambling crowds of people to look at Cry, eyes filled with questions and excitement.
Cry smiled. "No- Well, yeah, they light them on the ground, but then they go far up into the sky and kind of like... Explode, I guess? And the colors are really pretty." Noticing the slight contact, Cry leaned into his companion and lightly rested his head on the blonde's arm.
Pewdie nodded then, subconsciously glancing up towards the sky. He'd never seen them in person before, but saw them on TV countless times. "They sound awesome," he laughed, and tried not to let his voice trail as he felt the shorter man fall against him gently. A small blush crept up his neck, but he tried his best to ignore it.
"They are, man. Oh hey look, there's the first one!" Cry pointed a finger towards a light traveling upwards, before dissipating into a crackle of bright, stunning colors.
Pewdie was awestruck. The blue, red, and white sparked in vivid bright colors before they faded, leaving only the darkness behind. But the silence was only short lived as another firework traveled through the air, bursting into a flower-like shape of green, purple, and yellow.
Despite the cold weather, Cry felt extremely warm. Not from the fireworks, no, but from being able to share the fireworks with Pewdie after many months of waiting. Out of way, Cry reached out and wrapped his arms around Pewdie's torso as they watched the lights, still leaning his head on the taller Swede's shoulder. In response, Cry felt a timid arm sling over his shoulder, and smiled at the shy action.
Maybe, just maybe, this could be what they needed to create their own firework; their own fourth of July.
CHEESE. Still love this chapter. c':
