“oh, dad, why do i have to go? you’re only going there to meet up with telamon anyway… it’ll be so boring..”

john complained as much as possible, whining on & on about how it wasn’t fair, how he’d be bored, how there would be nothing to do, & all that. but builderman was insistent; he & john would be going to telamon’s house, & that was final.

of course, john didn’t actually want to go. only builderman did, because he had to meet up with telamon to discuss something. but john knew what his father was actually going there for—to go on a date with telamon under the guise as a “business meet”. he’d seen their texts, after all.

telamon had a son—creation, more like. 1x4. john hadn’t really seen the kid ever before, since 1x4 was homeschooled. 1x4 had gone to john’s school before, but had been pulled out after an incident involving 1x4, his wings, & a very large outburst of anger. john couldn’t quite remember it—no one could.

john had known 1x4 only in, like, preschool, or around that age. he didn’t remember much about the boy, other than he was a very.. standing-out person.

he was eventually forced to go over to telamon’s house by builderman, & the two fathers were to introduce their sons in hopes they would “get along”. john stood obediently under his fathers palm on his shoulder as they entered the house, his arms crossed in defiance. he didn’t want to meet this random kid… they probably wouldn’t even get along anyway…

“1x4, i’d like you to meet john, builderman’s boy,” came telamon’s voice from the hallway, followed by an indignant grunt from a particular teenager around john’s age. telamon appeared in the hall as well, holding 1x4 by the shoulder too.

john swallowed, eyes going wide. because, the moment he laid eyes on 1x4 for the first time after 1x4 was pulled out of school, his first thought was—

pretty.