Denis POV

I realized over the past week, Corl and I hadn't spent much time together. So I thought, Sub and Sketch get to hang out. What's stopping me and corl? We sorted out our schedule, and decided that on mornings to meet on the roof.

*Time skip*

The birds chirped, and the cool breeze followed. Corls Blue eyes glittered in morning sunlight. We both held hands, Corl leaned his head against my shoulder. Nothing could be more perfect when Corl was beside me.Even His smile lit up my world.

"I could really use some chicken nuggets right now." Corl said out of the blue.

I turned to face him, "Wow,way to break the mood."

His laugh made my heart flutter. I loved him and who knows when I'd get the nerve to tell him.

Corl POV

My parents had always told me I saw the world in a different way. To me the sky wasn't just blue, it was a spectrum of colors. And my parents expected me to be successful. In high school my day went like this, eat, school, video games, eat, sleep. Repeat. I had a pretty simple life. Then, I met Denis. I loved everything about him. His bright smile, his warm brown eyes. His fun, loving personality. He pretty much made my life 1000% better. Now, we were sitting on the roof holding hands. My hands fit perfect with his, like two pieces of a puzzle. I leaned my head against his broad shoulders. My stomach growled, and oddly enough I was in the mood for McDonalds.

"I really could some chicken nuggets right now"

Denis rolled his eyes at me, but a slight smile crossed his face, "Wow, way to break the mood."

I couldn't help but laugh. I caught a glimpse of Denis, his smile was so bright it lit up my day.

"Okay love birds!" I heard a voice shout from below, "Alex just made breakfast, get it while it's hot."

"Okay! We're coming." Denis yelled back.

We climbed off the roof, and went back inside.

The house smelled like baked goods. I went over to the table to see a tray of cookies. Cookies were meant to be eaten, and I couldn't disappoint the delicious treats. I snatched one off the tray and shoved it in my mouth. I could taste a hint of raspberry.

"Alex!" I exclaimed. " These cookies are great!"

Alex looked disappointed,  "They're supposed to be raspberry scones."

"They still taste great." Sketch smiled.

For a moment, Sketch and Alex stared into each other's eyes. I heard a clatter coming from the dining table. Sketch,Alex and I turned to see where the sound came from.Sub had dropped his fork, and got up from his seat to get it.

" You alright sub?" Denis asked.

Sub scowled in return, and bit furiously into his scone. He was definitely not okay. He looked as if a herd of deer ran over him. His eyes were as red as strawberries. In the kitchen, Sketch and Alex were both doing the dishes. I could hear there distant laughter. Sub could hear it to. He threw his plate on the floor, and ran up stairs.

I ran after him, "Sub!?"