“Hmm…” Elijah mumbled to himself as he turned to the brick of the house and began swirling his pointer finger in swirls on it. I don’t believe in it. Don’t believe? In love? How could he not believe in it? Love was the best thing in the world, apart from magic that is. Elijah contemplated Tyler’s words silently in his head for a moment, going back and forth between the idea of not believing in it and then to what Loretta had said. He felt conflicted. What if his mum or dad didn’t believe in love? Then does that mean they didn’t love each other? He just didn’t understand. “You don’t believe in love.” Elijah repeated softly, dropping his hand from the brick. He stood still for a moment and swallowed before turning his head to get a good look at Tyler. “But Loretta loves you.” He said with a furrow of his brows in confusion. His face didn’t need to show it though, the confusion was obvious in his voice too. Elijah let out a sigh and let his eyes fall to the ground for a minute. What a thought. Not believing in love. Everything seemed so hopeless without it. Elijah turned his body back to face Tyler before walking over to him. Tyler was much taller than the boy so he didn’t bother bending his neck to look up at him, instead he wrapped his arms around Tyler’s legs and hugged him. Maybe Tyler didn’t understand love? Like the Grinch with Christmas? Elijah had seen that movie once every year in this house. Someone would always end up watching it and maybe that was like Tyler?
Tyler let out a forced laugh, raising his eyebrows at the kid’s antics. What the fuck was he doing? Trying to force love out? Squeeze hard enough and it pours out of his pores! Come one! Come all, to see Tyler Moretti! The boy who secrets love from his skin! Honest to fucking God, the people in the house were so goddamn fucking ridiculous. He leaned down to ruffle the kid’s hair, mussing it up before pulling back, sinking and sitting down.
They were nearly at eye-level now and Tyler stifled a grin. “Nice try, kid,” He laughed. But Loretta loves you. He shook off the chill at her name. So fucking optimistic. So ridiculous. Love didn’t exist. It was simple. Everyone else just needed a name for whatever the fuck it was they thought they were feeling. Lust. Attachment. Need. But not love. Never love.
Elijah frowned at Tyler’s words. Darn it. He had really given it all he had and he thought that surely it might have done some good. He still liked Tyler all the same though so he smiled in response and let out a deep breath. Then the idea hit him. Tyler didn’t believe in love, no, but what about like? He had to believe in that! After all, he was marrying Loretta for crying out loud! He couldn’t marry her without even liking her. “Do you believe in like?” Elijah asked with a tilt of his head. Every time Tyler ruffled Elijah’s hair it somehow made him smile. It gave him a feeling of… Well, he didn’t know exactly. But he liked it. Almost like companionship in a sense. Elijah hoped Tyler believed in like because it would be a shame if he didn’t. Elijah liked Tyler, certainly so he’d be disappointed if he didn’t. Nonetheless, it better not to dwell. Now at eye-level, Elijah could get a good look at Tyler’s face. He had blue eyes, Elijah knew that but he didn’t noticed just how blue they were. He studied Tyler’s face carefully, going over every feature. He could see the most in his eyes though. Everyone’s eyes told a story but Tyler’s seemed complicated. He could see his own reflection in them and it made him chuckle some. “I think we’re great friends.” Elijah said honestly.