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Jonah could barely keep up with Nate, his words blurring and twisting together, all of them turning into a cacophony of nonsense, filling up the silence in the room. And… he tried to find it in him to spit and snarl, to say something so cruel and terrible that Nate would leave, but instead, he was forced to contend with the truth: he liked that Nate was here. He liked not being alone.

He picked listlessly at the waffle, instead opting to grab for the drink Nate had offered him, the familiar aroma of fresh coffee tugging him out of his shell. Hands pawed up in his sweater, he lifted the cup to his lips and took a long, revelatory sip.

Then, even he surprised himself, because there was no malice in his voice when he asked: “Why are you here?”

Not because he’d turned over a new leaf. Mostly because he couldn’t muster the strength to be mean to Nate, which was his usual method of forcing people to leave him alone. It had worked so far with Julian, that much he was certain, but it was also a lonely way to live. When all you wanted was for people to see you for who you are, and yet you kept giving them reasons not to look past the surface… who did Jonah have to blame for any of this but himself?

“We’re not friends,” he said bluntly, not for any purpose other than to root them back in the truth. “You don’t owe me anything. So… why are do you care?”

nate is halfway through his waffle already, because his sweet tooth is something fierce in the morning, when he hears jonah’s question. it’s something about jonah’s candor that nate appreciates; if people walked around and just said what they felt more often, then maybe shit wouldn’t be so weird all the time ─ especially in this department. but nate can tell something is kicking jonah’s ass, and he can’t just leave him like this without having something to say about it. because he’s been there. 

although nate hasn’t completely finished chewing, he shrugs in response, “mmuhm? t’ me tha souns li’ th perf-uh pers tuh ta to*.” nate gives him a thumbs-up and a closed-mouth smile before swallowing. and then he collects his thoughts. 

“so, those are good questions, but secretly i don’t think you care about what my answer is either way. maybe sometimes a bro just wants to share a waffle with another bro. even if said bro doesn’t want the other bro to be there,” nate shakes his head and pulls out a banana from his bag. “besides, the same reason why i’m here is the same reason why you were there for me years ago.” 

he goes to take another bite of his waffle before he offers his banana to jonah. “you want some potassium?”