Little Cherub; 1580 words For @queerevak; Even reacts to the throwback photos of s1!Isak [AO3]
The thing is, Even had done more than his fair share of online stalking of
Isak way back when he first overheard Isak’s name. Now, though, they’d
been living together for a few gloriously domestic months and Even felt like he
knew Isak better than he sometimes even knew himself.
So - sue him - he had forgotten just how tiny Isak had once
Which is why, when Jonas posted that throwback photo of him and
Isak out of nowhere, Even almost swallowed his tongue. He had been chilling on the bed; just messing
around on his phone while Isak finished getting ready to go to Sana’s for the Eid celebration.
“What the fuck, Isak!” Even spluttered, trying to get his breath
“You said I could borrow this shirt!” Isak protested from across
the room and Even snapped his gaze up from his phone because if anything was going to get him looking
away from baby faced Isak it was the thought of his Isak wearing his clothes.
rolled his eyes, thrusting his phone out for Isak to look at. Isak squinted at Even’s screen, absently
ruffling his hair as he leaned forwards.
After a few seconds of looking Isak’s mouth pulled up into a grin.
“I remember that day.” Isak grinned to himself and went back to
getting ready. “We were so young, Ev,
it’s so crazy to think about. So much
has changed since that photo, y’know?” Isak shook his head, as if he could
shake off the nostalgia.
Even nodded, smiling to himself as he watched Isak potter around
their tiny living room/bedroom.
“I totally get it. It’s
like: because you took that photo that version of Isak will always be trapped
in time somewhere.” Even wasn’t sure he explained it well, but Isak seemed to
understand because he nodded along.
Even was about to continue when a movement on his phone screen
caught his attention. He tapped the
screen to light it back up and bit the inside of his cheek, trying to swallow
down his pained noise.
“Isak, your friends are trying to kill me.” Even whined, tossing
his phone onto the bed.
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