#alvaro.conv

ALVARO :   baby, baby, baaaaby ! ALVARO :   they’re playing our favourite song rn and i tried to look for you. ALVARO :   but i couldn’t find you anywhere :’(  and now i wish you were here. ALVARO :   i miss you soso much.  |   @invcntion

          it had not been the very first time alvaro had disengaged with his academics in favor of a booty call. what was different with owen, though   —   it had barely taken him any effort to convince the brunet to meet him, rather than focusing on his other responsibilities. tiptoeing into the room of owen, his hazel hues lingered on the other’s exposed body as he shut the bedroom door behind him. he wasted no time kicking off his pair of shoes, before crawling on top of the bed.   “   good to see you managed to wait for me,   ”   the spaniard muttered under his breath, before his lips met those of owen’s for a kiss.

ALVARO :   hey there :’) ALVARO :   look when i woke up you were a new contact on snapchat. ALVARO :   and i’m assuming we met last night, but i gotta admit i really don’t remember that much of what happened. at all. ALVARO :   so i guess i am just curious to see who you are.   |   @hcavensdoor.

          “   you’re such a buzzkil right now,   ”   was the only remark that the spaniard made upon first glance at his friend. he had been through a handful of those splits himself   —   perhaps never ones that managed to touch him deeply, but definitely ones that caused him to require some quiet days alone while attempting to ban their image from his mind.   “   there’s plenty of other ways to forget about them, rather than sulking.   ”   alvaro reached out, his fingertips closing around his friend’s wrist as he gave it a gentle tug, as if to signal he needed the other to get up from the couch.   “   we could get some ice cream. or we could get a drink or two. i’ll even pretend not to see you cry.   ”

          the biggest game of the season was an event worthy of a night out to the town, watching the game from the pubs downtown with an atmosphere that got your heart pumping, your blood boiling and your mind buzzing. clad in the jersey of his favourite team, he’d bitten his nails all throughout the match down to the last second in the hopes they would take home the win   —   even the crossed fingers had not seemed to help, however, as luck wasn’t on their side that day. the loss still left alvaro with a bitter taste in his mouth. despite the mixed reactions from the crowd that he has immersed himself in, he swore that the referee should have called that one foul in the first half. as if that one moment in the match could have turned everything around. an optimist at heart, alvaro wanted to believe that would’ve been the case. invested in his own theories about the potential outcome of the games, he had not even noticed how all the eyes of others had flickered in the direction of the door.   “   mierda ... i am just saying, none of those guys would’ve stood a chance if the ref just—   ”   if only he had noticed the presence of the figure behind him. others would have urged him to choose his words more carefully, perhaps.

          alvaro recalled the first time he caught sight of them   —   a week ago exactly, standing by the help desk in the apple store doing his job while taking the spaniard’s breath all the same. he never had to resort to such measures before, but it was not exactly possible to ask for someone’s digits while they were working their magic, attempting to fix your iphone. admittedly, he was equally distracted by the way they’d bite their lip in concentration, but he would not hurt his pride by admitting that. it was a gamble, to set foot in the same apple store merely a week later with another issue. one that he had not even attempted to figure out by himself   —   if anything, it was an opportunity granted to him to see the other again. hopefully. hazel hues skimmed around the store as he first walked in and a slight disappointment washed over him when he didn’t catch a glimpse of them at first. until he took a second look and caught them with their back facing his direction.   “   hey,   ”   he then greeted the other, after having walked up to them. the brunet leaned his arms on the counter, putting his iphone down and suggestively shoving it in the other’s direction.   “   think you could work your magic again   ?   i don’t know what it’s doing, but it keeps shutting itself off for no reason ...   ”