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Eric tapped his fingers on the hardwood, barely listening to his mother’s words. The sky darkened, yet his face was lightening up with red, it’s almost time. The time he has been waiting for since he woke up, and since it ended yesterday. The ticking of the clock reverberated in his head, almost becoming too much to handle, he didn’t know why, but he mattered so much to him, in a way he’s never felt before. His hand tapped faster and faster, his thoughts racing and racing, until the clock finally reached seven thirty in the afternoon, it’s fucking time!
The boy got out of his seat, and said he’d be going to his room, in which Liane agreed, though seemingly not caring. The chubby brunet raced up the stairs and towards his room, in which he immediately turned on his computer screen and went to his video call software. The call rang and rang, which worried the blue-and-brown-eyed fourth grader. However, it was soon answered, giving him a good look at the blond boy. Butters was laying on white bed-sheets—though not without the multitude of fluid stains—and smiling at his screen.
Eric yawns and places his head in his hand, “Dude, you don’t know how much I wanna fucking call you all day.”
“You’re so gay.” Butters giggled.
“You’re totally gayer than me.”
“Ya, you’re right, I’ve wanted to call you all day too.”
Eric laughs and calls him a fag and begins to talk about the things happening in South Park. From a new story of butt-sex from aliens to rumors surrounding Jimmy and this foreign exchange student. Eric talked and talked and the blond loved it, but more importantly, he adored Eric.
“We went to a water park today, it was super fun, maybe next year you can come with, Eric!”
“I’m obviously going, I’m so kewl, of course I would be able to!” Eric shouted.
“I’m glad you wanna be with me,” Butters stared into a corner, “you’re real sweet, Eric! I love ya.”
That’s the emotion Eric was feeling, love. It made sense, he spent every day thinking about the boy, wanting to get as close as he could to him, but far enough to not do what he’s wanted all along. He loved him so much, with his whole heart he would be for Butters, and man that’s so fucking gay!
Eric laughed then smiled, “Love yew too.”
“ Aww, you’re smiling!”
“Fuck off.”
“I love you so-”
Stephen walked into the room, yet not in frame of the camera, “Who are you talking to, Butters? It’s bedtime for god’s sake! Turn off that phone and go to bed, mister!”
“Yes sir! Bye, Eric! See you tomorrow!”
“Heh, bye Butts!”
A clicking noise announced the end of the call, and Eric sat in silence for a few moments, taking in the words the blond said, and what he said back. It was true, so true, yet some part of him worried what would happen, if everyone knew what a fag he was. Yet, his mind seemed preoccupied with the fact that Butters loved him back . Maybe, that was all that mattered. The yearning and affection was mutual, and maybe that was just enough.