Perspective (Cola Losers)

Perspective

Drinking with the enemy while you two are alone is in no way romantic at all. Especially when you're out at night where you are pretty far away from the neighborhood that no one can recognize you both. Nope, not at all.

Eduardo takes a sip of his vodka because he's nervous. He's nervous because he's in an unfamiliar place and unfamiliar faces and he'd rather just go back home.

It doesn't help that Edd's looking at him intently.

"The fuck you lookin' at, asshole?"

"Nothing, Eduardo." Edd laughed off Eduardo's snappy attitude.

Eduardo seems more nervous than usual, especially tonight. Maybe he had a bad day?

Eduardo definitely doesn't want to talk and Edd can't really keep his mouth shut. But talking won't hurt, right?

"So... enjoying your drink?"

Eduardo was about to snap at Edd again, but something told him it wouldn't really help the situation. "What's it to you, prick?"

Edd gives a chuckle. "Well, you've been a bit jumpy recently." He points to Eduardo's glass. "I just thought that going out for a drink would be better than our usual dinner."

Well, you thought wrong. Very wrong, he wants to kick Edd in the balls. Can't he see that them going out different means he's trying to change their routine?! He's trying to change an already comfortable pace about them. So what if he's a little bit jumpy because he's starting to like Mr. Coca Cuck. And sure, he's getting more comfortable with him, that doesn't mean that the ass had to do anything about it.

Eduardo mentally stabs Edd.

Edd nudges Eduardo with his foot. He tilts his head a little bit, and his eyebrows are furrowing slightly. "Uh, you ok? You've been spacing out lately."

Gee, I wonder fucking why?

He must be tired or missed the usual dinner, Edd thought.

Edd can just drop Eduardo off at his house if he wants to but he guessed he'll be more pissed off if he did. Edd is still curious about Eduardo's reactions cause he wasn't like this last time. While Edd was thinking about it, he continued staring at Eduardo for a little while.

"Eduardo?" Edd tapped his shoulder.

Eduardo immediately slaps Edd's hand away and growls. "Don't. Touch. Me."

Edd retracts immediately, shocked at Eduardo's reaction. What warrant this reaction? They've been doing fine! Nothing was out of place. Edd was being very careful to be here today! He planned this carefully for months, only to have all of his efforts thrown out of the window.

Sweat trickles down his forehead. Edd carefully observes the situation, especially Eduardo. He's gotta make every move just right.

He puts his hands on the table and coughs lightly to get Eduardo's attention. "Is everything alright?"

Eduardo just looked away.

"It's nothing, asswipe. Shut up." Eduardo took a sip of his vodka again.

Why can't I calm down? Eduardo thought to himself. This is just a get-along session. Just two enemies, drinking right next to each other. No biggie, right? Nothing personal. Just both of them. Alone.

Eduardo can just laugh at this situation and call it a day but no, this isn't a time for that or maybe he's just too drunk for this. He takes another sip of the vodka again because fuck having coherent thoughts for once.