while the earth spins
Summary: In this universe, boys he liked couldn’t like him back. They were straight, they had girlfriends, and reading more into it only led to disaster. He wanted to be with them. He wanted to be them.
“You’re my best friend, you know?” Jonas said. He was always more relaxed when they were high, and Isak wasn’t sure what to do with this freer, looser Jonas. Jonas flung his hand through his curly hair and threw his head back, dangerously close to landing on Isak’s shoulder. The space between them buzzed with possibility. “Shit, bro, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Isak almost laughed. Jonas had no fucking idea.