Tyler watched them from a distance as they played football - or soccer, as they called it here. He wondered if Yeon's friends could guess that he was trans - Tyler had always had a feminine look about him.
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They started off with Milo having the ball, quickly beginning to dart down the field. Nolan seemed to be one of the fastest ones, and he stuck his foot out, half tripping Milo as he snatched the ball and ran the other way. Yeon sprinted up along side him to steal the ball, but Nolan half shoved him aside, sending Yeon tumbling to the ground. He sat up and brushed himself off, shouting a string of words in Spanish. Nolan passed the ball to Robin, who kicked it sharply into the goal. Milo groaned as Nolan hollered, scruffing up Robins hair.
Tyler watched them play, laughing as Yeon went to the floor.
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Yeon hopped to his feet, slugging Nolan in the arm. He looked over at Tyler, giving a thumbs up and a bright smile. “Come on, I’m not loosing to them again,” Milo said, jabbing Yeon sharply in the side as they began to play again.
He watched their every move, fascinated by how they were all so into the game. Tyler was barely even able to kick a ball, let alone play football - soccer, whatever.
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The group played for about 20 more minutes before the finished. Nolan and Robin celebrated, having won, while Yeon laughed and Milo grumbled angrily. “I shoulda’ tripped Robin!” Milo exclaimed, looking at his twin
“The kid’s disabled, leave him alone,” Nolan said, slugging Milo in the arm. Robin grinned and moved his hands in quick, sign language motions. Milo responded with sharper motions.
While they argued, Yeon jogged over to Tyler, crouching down beside him. “So, I’m not the greatest,” he said with a chuckle.
'It's fine, I can barely kick a ball,' laughed Tyler. 'You did pretty well out there.'
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“Yeah? Thanks. I feel kind of sweaty, though,” Yeon said with a laugh, running a hand through his dark hair.
Tyler reached into his bag and gave him a bottle of water. 'This might help,' he suggested.
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Yeon took it and screwed the cap off, taking a long drink. “Hell, you are a god damn life saver, Tyler.”
Tyler smiled, pulling out a packet of Life Savers. 'Yeah, I guess you could call me that.' He winked at Yeon.
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Yeon burst into loud, wild laughter. “Jesus Christ, you’ve got to be kidding me!” He exclaimed through his laughs.
Tyler laughed as well, tearing open his Life Savers and offering some to Yeon. 'Want some?'
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Yeon hummed in response and plucked one from the package, popping it into his mouth. “God, I can’t remeber the last time I’ve had one of these. It’s been years,” he said.
'They're really expensive in Britain,' complained Tyler. 'Cus they're American sweets. It's, like, four pounds for a small tub of them.'
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“Do American foods really go for high amounts in Britain? Damn, I thought they were already expensive here,” Yeon responded with a furrowed brow.
'Yeah, I saw Lucky Charms for twelve quid once!' exclaimed Tyler, laughing a bit at the ridiculousness. 'Feckin' mad.'
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“Damn, sounds like it!” Yeon responded, leaning back against his elbows in the grass.
“Hey, sunshine! We’re going to go!” Milo shouted over to Yeon.
“Yeah, yeah, bastardo! I’ll talk to you all later!” He shouted back, as they headed towards the truck they arrived in.
'What now?' asked Tyler, wondering what they should do.
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Yeon shrugged his shoulders loosely, looking back at Tyler now. “We could go visit your friends, ask if I can join that little band of yours.”
Tyler checked his phone and saw a message from Alex. 'Shit. Jay's ill, and Alex is looking after him. I don't think that's the best idea,' explained Tyler, slipping his phone back into his pocket.
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Yeon exhaled sharply and nodded slowly. “Well, you wouldn’t find it nice back at my place, so we could just walk around or something, I don’t know,” He said, rubbing at his jaw.
(shit i got nothing to do)
'We could always go to my place,' suggested Tyler. 'But why wouldn't I find your place nice?'
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(Same here)
Yeon gestured to the nearby buildings as he spoke. “It’s not exactly the most nice place. This is the slum area, man, everything is pretty shitty.”
'I guess we'll go to mine then.' Tyler began to stand up. 'I make good pizza.'
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“Yeah? We’ll see about that, my parents used to make some great pizza too,” Yeon joked, pushing to his feet.
Tyler started heading over to his motorbike. 'My dad taught me how to make pizza. He's a legend when it comes to food.'
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Yeon walked along with him, hands stuffed into his pockets. “Is he a chef or something?” He asked, a brow arched in question.
'No,' replied Tyler, shaking his head. 'He's just great at cooking. I always used to tell him that he should open a restaurant, and he was going to, but he… he got ill. It's not looking great for him…'
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Yeon frowned slightly when the mood seemed to grow downcast. “Oh hell, I’m sorry about that, Tyler.”