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It's Complicated: But sexy!

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IMPORTANT: please DO NOT post prompts about any non-public people as part of a prompt. for example: randi zuckerberg is fine as she is a public figure both on the internet and on facebook itself. priscilla chan is NOT as she is not a public figure.

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have fun!

THERE WILL BE UNMARKED SPOILERS. enter at your own risk! :D


i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.

AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from parts one, two or three over here again. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen.

Re: Eduardo/Mark, summer lovin' FILL 3/?

He calls his mom, because he doesn't know what to do.

"Hey, sweetie," Jane says over the line. "How's it going?"

"Alright," Eduardo lies. "We, uh. He's-"

"What's he doing?" Anne cuts in on the other line, already angry.

"Nothing!" Eduardo says, curling his knees up to his chest on the bed. "I just didn't know he worked so much. I mean, it's fine."

"He was supposed to take some time off and take care of you," Anne hisses, and Jane says, "Oh, come on. He's living by himself, he needs to work. Have you seen how much this boy eats?"

"Thanks," Eduardo says dryly. "I'm actually still here, mom."

"That's no excuse," Anne says. "Eduardo hasn't seen him in eighteen years. He's supposed to be- be a little more attentive, don't you think-"

"- it's hard for him, you know that-"

"Can you please stop fighting?" Eduardo says, and puts his face in his knees. "I want at least one functional parent relationship."

"Such a drama queen," Anne says. Eduardo makes a vague noise of protest, but grins.

"Speaking of that, have you - uh,"

"No. I don't think I- I don't know. I just don't think he needs to know."

He doesn't tell them about what his father has said, how he muttered something rude when Eduardo mentioned Anne in a conversation the other night, something that sounded suspiciously like dyke.

If that's what his dad said about his mom's partner, he has no idea what he'd say if he knew about Eduardo.

He doesn't say that. He's not sure why. Probably because Anne would make him come home right away, and he's not. He's not ready to go home.

He can be straight for a summer. It's not a big deal. He was straight for like, all of eighth grade, and he even kissed Melissa Juarez at the spring junior high dance. He can do this.

"Fucker," Anne says.

"Oh, Annie. Relax. Whatever you think, Eduardito. But I'm sure he loves you."

Eduardo huffs out a laugh.

"If you really, really want to come home, you can," Anne says.

"Annie, we agreed he'd make an effort-"

"I don't need to come home," Eduardo says. "It's not that bad."

"Call if you need to."

"Try going out, doing something. Don't mope around all day."

"Thanks, madre," Eduardo says, rolling his eyes. "I- I miss you guys."

"We miss you too, hon," Anne says, voice worried and fond.

"Love you," Jane says. "It's going to get better."

Eduardo closes his eyes, nods.

"Okay," he says weakly. "Love you."

He hangs up and leans his head against the window, sighs.


The next day he walks a couple blocks to the local Starbucks, plugs in his new MacBook and instant messages Christy for three hours. She's just as bored as him.

He does it again two days later, brings a book and curls up in a window seat, then again the next day, and it only takes a week before he notices the kid.

The kid is in that Starbucks every fucking day. Like Eduardo.

Eduardo is trying not to be intrigued, because he's only here for a summer and he's supposed to be straight-ish so his dad won't flip the fuck out, and the boy's probably straight anyway.

Also, he seems kind of like an asshole. He's always typing on his laptop and when one of the dreadlocked baristas asked him to move because he hadn't bought anything in four hours, he'd frowned and waved him away silently.

The next week they finally kick him out, and he grabs his laptop under one arm and blinks around at the store.

It's pretty full. Eduardo's got his legs kicked out on the other chair of his table, and when the kid looks around for a seat he scrambles out of the chair and nearly falls.

"Hey!" he says, too loud, and the kid doesn't look.

"Hey," he says again. "I - uh, you can sit here. If you want."

The boy furrows his brow and walks over to him.

"I mean, I saw you got kicked out. Again," Eduardo stammers, and grins.

The boy nods decisively. "You're leaving?" he says in a flat voice.


"Um, yeah, I can," Eduardo says, going red, stomach sinking, grabbing his backpack.

"You weren't going to leave," the kid says.

"No! No, it's fine."

"Okay," he says, and sits down.

After a minute Eduardo sits down too, cautiously.

The kid plugs his laptop in and starts typing.

Eduardo looks at him for a second, then back down at his book, smiling to himself.